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The Color Excerpts (Sep. 19, 2016)

To kind of shed light on my new book, I decided to publish excerpts of the book every Monday. This is my thank you to everyone who’s supported me. I hope you enjoy.


My mom barged into my apartment, stepping over the mess
with caution. I slowly closed the door, wishing that a kidnapper
had been casing my place for months and would feel this was the
perfect time to execute his plan. The door closed completely, to
my disappointment.

“This place still looks like shit,” my mom pointed out for the
hundredth time. “It’s no wonder why you can’t get a man to come
over here.”

“Mom, what are you doing here? You usually call before you
come over to ruin my day.”

“I didn’t know it was a crime to visit my only daughter. From the
looks of things, I should be coming around more often.”

The thought rattled my spine. “No! You shouldn’t. I’m just
working. That’s all. It’s not normally like this.”

“Psssh. Is this what you call work?”

My words scratched on my tongue, yearning to jump out, but I
held back. “Again, why are you here?”

“It may come as a surprise to you, but I do care about you. And
even though I question your life decisions sometimes, I just want
you to know that I’m still your mother.”

“Thanks, but I’m not sixteen anymore. You don’t have to do

“That doesn’t mean that I don’t care about you.”

“Are you dying or something?”

“What kind of question is that to ask me?”

“It just seems weird that in your own twisted way, you’re trying
to have a mother-daughter moment right now.”

“This isn’t about us repairing our relationship. It’s my due diligence
as a mother. Even though I don’t always agree with your

“Oh, right. My life decisions and choices are what’s in question
here. By the way, you can’t really say that you questioned something
if you rejected it from the beginning.”

My mother rolled her eyes like only a diva could. “Could you
blame me? As a mother, I just want the best for my child. Right now
there’s no foreseeable future for a career or life experience. Not to
mention a child, given that you’re not as young as you used to be.”

“I’m twenty-five! What do you want me to do? Be a teen mom
like you?”

“At this rate that doesn’t seem like a bad idea, now does it?”

I could do nothing but chuckle at her dauntless assessment.
“Wow. Did you really drive all the way over here just to piss me off?
Because if you did…” I took a deep breath to calm myself down. I
felt my ears getting warm. They were starting to itch. I could not let
her get to me. When it got like this, the best thing I could do was
to keep it polite and ask her to leave. I put on a smile so fake that
my lips trembled.

“Well, this was nice, Mom. I really appreciate your visit. We
should do this again sometime. Should I walk you to the door, or
do you know how to get to hell all by yourself?”
So much for being polite.

My mom glared at me with a bitter scowl. I wasn’t the type to
purposely get under someone’s skin, but I had learned from the

“You must think I’m the coldest bitch in the world, huh? Well,
let me tell you something: there’s a bitch way colder than me, and
her name is life. And she doesn’t care about your silly art dreams,
how pretty you are, or how young you might be. All she does is pack
her shit and leave at the last second without any warning. The next
thing you know, you’ll be looking around, wondering, ‘Where did
my life go?’ Life’s a bigger bitch than me, Daisy. So if you can’t
stand the sight of me, then what are you going to do when life rears
its ugly face at you and asks, ‘What now?’”


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The Color of Love

Ty Mitchell

Author: Ty Mitchell

I write books and help writers get through their literary journey. I am the author of The Color of Love. Each week, I send out a newsletter with free tips on writing and creativity. Follow me on Twitter @Ty_Mitchell or on Facebook @the-vpf.

Ty Mitchell

Ty Mitchell

I write books and help writers get through their literary journey. I am the author of The Color of Love. Each week, I send out a newsletter with free tips on writing and creativity. Follow me on Twitter @Ty_Mitchell or on Facebook @the-vpf.

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