Searching for Julia Stone

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To everyone who knows her, Julia Stone appears to live the picture-perfect life. She owns a successful dance studio, enjoys the love of a much younger and sexy man, and bursts with pride over her beautiful teenage daughter. But inside Julia is falling apart. Hiding a terrible secret and fighting self-hatred, Julia faces a huge personal crisis. Can she overcome the demons from her past? More

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Published by Grey Gate Media LLC
Words: 67,200
Language: English
ISBN: 9781618070142
About Deborah Monk

When you look back, you can see places in your life where there were forks in your life, that turning one way versus the other was going to change the course of your whole life. At the time, you don’t know it’s a big deal. There isn’t a flashing neon sign that warns, “Important Choice!” It’s probably a good thing, too, because if there was one, I’d probably be frozen in fear, unable to go either way. So for someone like me, I’m glad I don’t know. It’s only later, when I look back, that I can see how some moments, seemingly innocuous, meaningless, like-every-other-moment, were really a life changing.

When I was a senior in high school, I told my guidance counselor I was planning on majoring in journalism. “There isn’t any money in journalism,” she scoffed. Somehow, her statement was the end of that plan. No money automatically translated into no journalism degree. Instead, my mother and I decided I would get a marketing degree, the most creative of the business degrees. So for four years, I went to school, worked three part-time jobs, and overall, had a blast.

One year into my career on the fast track to boredom in the business world, my mother came to me, bless her heart and her high heels, and said, “What do you really want to do?” This day is imprinted in my memory. I can see the office door that my mother walked around, can feel the wooden desk under my hands as I turned and watched her step around the huge printer. In asking that question, “What do you really want to do?”, she gave me permission to ignore the marketing degree she and I had just finished paying for to pursue my passion. The truth is, I still wanted to be a writer.

This one time I did see it was a fork. And I will be forever grateful. I knew the train had made a special stop for me and I didn’t know where I was, or where I was going, but I did sense the magnitude of the gift I was being given – freedom.

Armed with my mother’s blessing, I decided to look for a job that wasn’t nine to five so I could have large chunks of time home alone to write. A tiny ad caught my eye. Dance teacher wanted, no experience necessary. Six words that would change my life.

I went in sweatpants and an exercise top, thinking it was aerobics of some sort. If I had known it was ballroom dancing, I never would have gone. After all, I was twenty-three and ballroom dancing was for old people.

I took the train into Boston, marched up a few flights of stairs, and took my first steps into Arthur Murray dance studio. And into my new life. It was an audition for a training class. Amanda, with her daringly short hair and flowing dress, epitomized the sexy dancer every little girl would love to grow up to be. I had found the place in life that greeted me with open arms, whispering softly and sincerely, welcome home.

I cried on the ride home. I had found what I was meant to do. I would write in the morning and dance at night. I would dance with my body and write with my heart. Very quickly I learned that life had a better understanding of where my life should go than I did. Dancing consumed my heart, soul, and body and my plan morphed into a life plan of dance while I was young, and write in my later years.

Dancing did indeed turn out to be the perfect job for writing. I wrote during all those years. While I was dancing, I finished my first romance novel, Tumultuous Waters, and entered it in the Golden Heart writing contest. I wrote a screen play while I lived in California. I wrote a romantic suspense novel while I was going through a hideous divorce. And now that I’m in my forties, the genre of women’s fiction feels like my new home. The rose colored glasses of my youth may be broken, but they have been polished with experience.

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Review by: PAM THOMAS on Sep. 22, 2012 :
Julia Stone embarks on a mid life crisis and has lost her way in life, she feels tossed in a rowboat in a hurricane with now where to go, is bewildered and cannot find her motivation to carry on, cannot see how the smallest of things can bring joy to people. Sometimes in our lives we get lost or bewildered and this book is so amazing how there are parts in it we ourselves can relate to and understand the reasoning behind it.

She has lost herself, dosent love herself anymore which is why rationality has gone out of the window , even though she is a successful businesswoman and has adoring family, still this is not enough to sustain her in life.

A COMPELLING AND MUST READ BOOK
(reviewed within a month of purchase)

Review by: PAM THOMAS on Sep. 22, 2012 :
Embarking on a mid life crisis Julia stone has lost her way in life, she feels tossed in a rowboat in a hurricane with now where to go, is bewildered and cannot find her motivation to carry on, cannot see sense in-how people can do the smallest of things and get great Joy out of them and so head off to a therapist to seek help.

Sometimes in our lives we get lost or bewildered and this book is so amazing how there are parts in it we ourselves can relate to and understand the reasoning behind things.

She has lost herself and dosent love herself any more which is why rationality has gone out of the window even though she is a successful business woman and has adoring family who love her, still this is not enough to sustain her life.

I like the story line of this book and the story itself , she has to face her inner demons and self hatred and save her relationship.
(reviewed within a month of purchase)

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