Jesse D

Jesse D

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 Written by Michael Owen

My Mum, Marjorie, was born on September 11th 1911 in England and endured the bombardment of World War II. As far as I know, she was born out-of-wedlock with an Irish Lord for a father and a Russian princess as her mother. I have no idea who took her after she was born but it was not her true parents.

Although her life before my birth and working is somewhat sketchy, her career, as a major London department store clothing buyer, was long and interesting.  Members of the Royal family were among some of her more famous clients.  Marjorie found time to write many short stories and four novels ranging from romance to mystery.  She did not attempt to publish any of her writings.  We can only surmise that she wrote for the joy and did not wish to seek any recognition or fame.

I do know that, just after my birth and unbeknown to my father, she did have romantic meetings with one or two members of The Royal Air Force. One, of note, was Guy Gibson of the famous “Dam Busters Raid” in 1940 something.

          She changed her birth certificate from 1911 to 1917 so that she could work for an additional six years before mandatory retirement. She lived above a post office with no hot water and had to strip wash in the kitchen downstairs before the staff arrived for work. She also had to carry buckets of coal up for a fire to heat the flat.

          As her only child, she spoiled me when times were tough and food rationing was in effect due to the war. She paid for private schooling and college to ensure I had a good education. When I moved from England to Los Angeles, in 1983, she would come and visit my wife and I every two years. She adored the Hollywood Bowl and the canyons above Santa Monica and Malibu.

Marjorie passed away on March 28th 2004, after a very full life, at the age of ninety-three.

My wife spent three years transcribing her hand written works to computer and the first book of Mum’s, a murder mystery set in England, is to be published on March 15th 2008.

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<p style="margin:0px 0px 14px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>&quot;A somber, disturbing mystery fused with a scathing look at the fashion industry. </strong><strong>Mangin writes in a confident, razor-edged style.&quot;</strong><strong> - Kirkus Reviews</strong></p><p style="margin:-4px 0px 14px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>Condom dresses and space helmets have debuted on fashion runways.</strong></p><p style="margin:-4px 0px 14px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">A dead body becomes the trend when a coat made of human skin saunters down fashion's biggest stage. The body is identified as Annabelle Leigh, the teenager who famously disappeared over a decade ago from her boyfriend's New York City mansion.</p><p style="margin:-4px 0px 14px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">This new evidence casts suspicion back on the former boyfriend, Cecil LeClaire. Now a monk, he is forced to return to his dark and absurd childhood home to clear his name. He teams up with Ava Germaine, a renegade ex-model. And together, they investigate the depraved and lawless modeling industry behind Cecil's family fortune.</p><p style="margin:-4px 0px 14px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;">They find erotic canes, pet rats living in crystal castles, and dresses made of crushed butterfly wings. But Cecil finds more truth in the luxury goods than in the people themselves. Everyone he meets seems to be wearing a person-suit. Terrified of showing their true selves, the glitterati put on flamboyant public personas to make money and friends. Can Cecil find truth in a world built on lies?</p><p style="margin:-4px 0px 0px;padding:0px;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><strong>In high fashion modeling, selling bodies is organized crime.</strong></p>

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