Category/Genre: Adult Women's Fiction
Word Count: 77,000
Pitch: In each chapter a fur coat passes from hand to hand.
Funny, sentimental, sometimes dark, each one contains a stand-alone story
connected to the previous one, until the fur coat returns to its original
If the MC were an Easter Egg, what flavor would they be and why?
I am Molly Henderson, widow of Bill. If I were an Easter Egg, which is a
daft idea if ever I heard one, I would be delivered in a plain box.
Excerpt: (300 words)
Going to the school dance had been a terrible idea, but Betty
Herbert’s mother had insisted.
“You can’t miss your final year Prom,”
she’d said, horrified. “It’s a memory you’ll always treasure.”
Betty wondered which parallel universe her
mother inhabited. It must have been one where her teenage daughter was
popular and clever, the centre of a happy crowd of girlfriends who
discussed clothes and make-up and boys. A daughter who’d recall her
own schooldays as riotous fun, as her mother seemed to.
Mrs Herbert herself had a thick album of
memories: concert programmes, restaurant menus and photographs
all carefully stuck in a scrap book and she fully expected her daughter to
have the same one day, if she’d only make the effort to smile a bit
The thought of going to a dance, any dance,
gave Betty a sick feeling of pure fear. Fat girls didn’t dance.
“I don’t want to go, Mum, and anyway I
haven’t anything to wear.”
“Ah, that’s where you’re wrong. I’ve made
you a lovely little frock as a surprise.”
Her heart sank. Her mother was an ardent
seamstress and loved making her daughter frocks. These were always totally
unsuitable for a gloomy, overweight teenager with greasy hair, fighting a
losing battle against bad skin. Betty would have preferred a tent
of inconspicuous beige, one with properties to render her invisible
until she became thin as a stick and looked more like Kate Bush.
“Look, it’s hanging up in the spare room. I
finished it just last night. Ta-da!”
Mrs Herbert stood aside and let her little
surprise speak for itself.
It shouted. Suckered again, Betty!