Weekend Writing Warriors #SnippetSunday The Jinni

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I have been sharing from my soon-to-be-released story The Opal Ring, involving a Jinn and a young woman named Jasmine who is using true magic to enhance her magician father's act in order to secure a Vegas contract and their freedom back to America. With the aid of her only friend, she finds a talisman that gives her control over a Jinn, whose spell casting will surely give her all the leverage she needs against her rich and powerful uncle and his henchmen.  But at what cost? When we left off last week, her father had just seen the ring on her finger and claimed it had been buried with her mother. Naturally quite a few readers, including Hudson, are wondering how that's possible...

​Just for fun, below is a painting I created titled, The Jinni, at the studio today. I paint for the sheer therapeutic love of it. Fellow art students felt it a fitting "monster" for Halloween! 

The Jinni-Acrylic on Canvas by Elizabeth Alsobrooks

​      “Then how could you have had it on the plane? You’re not making sense.” Had her mother been the Jinni’s last mistress?
            “You were too old for dolls, but you kept it with you because your mother had given it to you. I opened the window blind on the plane, and the sunlight sparkled off the opal on the ring. It was around the doll’s ponytail.”
            “So how do you know mother didn’t put it there on the doll?”
            “She couldn’t do it anymore, couldn’t stand being around those vile men, and couldn’t see what that creature did to them. She tried to explain, tried to bargain with the Jinni, but he wouldn’t see reason. We were going to flee, find someone who could break the spell, but the very next day that car, it came out of nowhere.” He wasn’t focused on Jasmine any more, but seemed to be reliving the incident in his mind, the terror of it fresh on his face. “Do you really think it was just an accident?”

I hope you enjoyed the snippet I posted for Elizabeth this week. I like her painting, too. It smells. I've been sniffing it all night, but she won't let me lick it. That's okay. It doesn't smell like meat or popcorn anyway.  Be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and #SnippetSunday Authors for some great new reads!

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