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The Goddess Within – review

Zipporah, True, Clementine, and Mardi eavesdrop on a two way radio conversation, only to find out Stryker Reed tall, dark with a body to lust after is attracted to redheaded Mardi. Mardi is shocked but secretly lusts after him. Mardi’s friends set up a lunch date. She never thought her erotic dreams would ever come true. Stryker is the epitome of a sex god, tan, toned, and he wants her? Mardi, self proclaimed couch potato, hates exercise of any sort.

The sparks between Mardi and Stryker cannot be denied. Mardi throws caution to the wind and has the most incredible time with Stryker. Stryker claims he’s in love with Mardi. She doesn’t believe love can happen so fast. Stryker comes up with a plan. Will Mardi come to the same conclusion as Stryker at the end of the deadline?Once the girlfriends get Mardi and Stryker on their way, Zipporah experiences some paranormal activity with a tall, blonde, gorgeous…ghost?

Amarinda Jones tells a fast paced thorough story in thirty seven pages. It’s not an easy task. The Goddess Within begins quickly and ends quickly. Ms. Jones’ characters are real, they act as real people would, the women aren’t toothpicks, they are normal sized with normal personalities. I love that the characters are relatable to the reader that is what makes or breaks a storyline in my opinion. Book one in The Goddess Grind Series, The Goddess Within is one of those short novels that makes you want more-NOW! I’m looking forward to the continuation of The Goddess Series http://www.fallenangelreviews.com/2007/September/Tracey-TheGoddessWithin.htm
A big thanks to Fallen Angels reviews for the 5 angels and a recommended read.

I have had the same set of lips for years now. Why do I mention this? Have you ever noticed there are some days you cannot put your lipstick on straight? It’s not like your lips have suddenly changed over night, unless of course you have been injecting collagen. My lips are the original equipment. They are crooked. They match my one dimple. Anyone can have two dimples and straight lips. It's so passe, sweetie. I believe all true beauties have flaws. If I added up all my flaws I could be considered the most stunning woman on the planet. Anyway, I have been drawing my lips in to match for years. I am pretty good at it. However some days, I just cannot seem to get the hand to eye co-ordination thing going. I got to work this morning and looked in the mirror and thought – bloody hell. You know those little old ladies that paint their shrunken lips in bright colours without theirs specs on? That was what I looked like. Same lips as always – just some days, like a lot of things, I just couldn't get it right.

I always wear the same colour lipstick. I know what all the fashionistas say – match your colours to what you are wearing. Stuff that. If I want to clash, I will clash. I never follow trends or fads or fashions. I wear the same coloured lipstick regardless. I wear no other make up as I am, as I said before, stunningly beautiful. No, it’s true. Would I lie? Okay, maybe only on days of the week that end with a 'y.' Though, to be honest, I really can’t be bothered putting a heap of gunk on my face just to look natural. I am natural without all that. The only time I do not wear lipstick is when I am at home or when I want to bung on a sickie. (To the non-Aussie this means a sick day when you aren't sick but you want go shopping or to the beach or something important) Then I don’t wear lipstick and I look really pale and people say “Gee, you look pale. Are you okay?” Mission accomplished. Years ago when I attended peer support meetings as a witness for a staff member I would tell them to get rid of all the make-up. Why, they would ask? Because we know what you have done is wrong and the story we have made up to defend you is full of bloody pathos so we need you to look pathetic to save your arse. Okay? A little smoke and mirror never hurt anyone.

So back to lips, while I understand that some people feel the need to pump ‘em up, I prefer to keep mine crooked. They are original equipment. I like me, flaws and all. I am unique. I feel sorry for those people who need to be someone else. I am sure if they really looked at themselves they would realize that being one of a kind beats the hell out being just another generic face in the crowd.

Kelly had introduced a new character called PJ on the serial blog. Go to http://www.kkirch.blogspot.com/ to see what PJ wants. Tuesday is my turn to up the ante on saga. As for Anny, her blog today is about something we can all identify with. Check it out on http://www.annycook.blogspot.com/

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Go ahead: Live with abandon. Be outrageous at any age. What are you saving your best self for?