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Saturday, March 2, 2013

Special Interview: Julie Elizabeth Powell author of Slings & Arrows



About your book: Slings & Arrows

Nobody expects to lose a child but when it happens what can we do? In the sea of grief that seizes the soul how can we swim against the tide? But when that loss is compounded in each minute of every day, what do we do then?

Slings and Arrows is a story about the consequences of a moment, a moment, which separates a mother and daughter in ways impossible to imagine.

It charts their parallel lives, each suffering, one knowing, one not.

It is brutally honest; an account filled with bewilderment, guilt, anger and pain yet it also holds the key to hope. That whatever happens, the bonds of love can never be broken.

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What do you think readers will find most notable about this book?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
Its honesty, however brutal, which is intertwined with hope.

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Have you acquired any good anecdotes surrounding this book? If so, could you share one?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
‘...a heartrending and honest account of the tragic events leading to the death of her child...’ (Maria Savva)
‘...feel the author's pain throughout and there is so much to admire in the way in which she has coped with living...’ (A E Thomas)
‘...As Julie says in her introduction, "Many will not want to read on..." but I suggest that you do. A powerful book!...’ (Martha Rodriquez)
‘...powerful description of the seven stages of grief, with her heart and thoughts to help others heal through their darkness and share an inspiring journey...’ (Susanna Mahoney)

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Did researching and writing this book teach you anything or influence your thinking in any way?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
It is a non-fictional account of what happened to my daughter after she was born with transposition of the main arteries to the heart, two holes and a blocked valve. That when she was two years old, her heart stopped and she died, only to be resuscitated too long and too late, so that who she had been was wiped clean. There was no need for research; it was imprinted on my heart and brain. The horrific experience taught me many things, some of which can be read in the book.

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What would you most like readers to tell others about this book?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
That there is hope and that taking on all those negative feelings can only serve to destroy.

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Can you suggest one question readers might find interesting to discuss, concerning you, your writing in general, or this book?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
How can we help each other when terrible things happen?

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How can readers help you promote this book?

Julie Elizabeth Powell
Read, review, share.


Excerpt from Slings & Arrows (self-published in 2008)

Fear


Dread, fright, horror, terror, panic, dismay, consternation, trepidation, agitation, disquiet, apprehension, anxiety…just a few of the words that attempt to describe an emotion that is sparked by the presence or imminence of danger. It is a state of condition with real physical attributes, such as increased heart rate, sweaty palms, tension, dry mouth, queasiness, churning gut, frequent swallowing or trembling. It can also paralyse and invade our brain with crazy thoughts.

This expectation of evil is said to push humans either to flight or fight or freeze.

I can only speak for myself…it is a mixture of all three.

One of the things I know for sure is that fear remains.

So much so that it changed me. After the terrible thing that happened to my daughter, I became someone else – a broken stranger. One that, even now, twenty-four years after its terrible beginning, feels like a giant ball of wool, its end being held by something unknown, something waiting to unravel the last few yards. The passage through fear seems never-ending.

And yet I hold on, despite how it pries its way into the depths of my wounded soul, and part of me has no idea why.

By the end of this account, I may know.



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