Tour Stop {Guest Post}: Scent of a Soul by Jennifer Thompson

The Scent of a SoulThe Scent of a Soul 
by Jennifer Thompson
Paperback, 484 pages
Published December 8th 2012 by CreateSpace
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Fleeing her recent past, Lilliah Woods finds refuge in the anonymity of the present day inner-city slums. As she settles into the seedy apartment she must now call home, she meets mysterious Marek Jamison when he materializes in her doorway demanding to know who she is. From that moment, he becomes a guardian and guide as she gradually discovers his hidden world. 
As their relationship develops, Lilliah learns of Marek's dark past and of a brothers' quarrel he has been embroiled in for years. The quarrel turns into a larger battle of good and evil, liberty versus tyranny, and the separation of love and lust. 
With Lilliah as the ultimate prize, the deadly conflict reaches out to threaten her family, and the outcome of the final battle will determine her fate. Lilliah must embark on an unexpected path that teaches her to trust in the man she has come to love, and give of herself as she never thought she could....
About the Author

Jennifer has been happily married to for fifteen years. She loves to read, cook, spend time with her family, and now she can add writing to that list---it is her creative outlet; we all need one.


Katrina thank you so much for having me on your beautiful blog today. The topic you asked me to talk about is, "Fashion in relation to the characters from my book." In all honesty, fashion isn't my strength, and it isn't as prominent in The Scent of a Soul as it might be in other books. But, as I thought about it, there are two things that I would like to share that are somewhat related to fashion and my story. First, the heroine of my story, Lilliah Woods, loves a blue shirt that the hero of the story, Marek Jamison, wears. I would like share an excerpt from when she first sees him in it.

The rain was so noisy that Lilliah thought she was hearing things, but there it was again---her name. She looked up to see Marek get out of the passenger side of a silver Lexus. He ran up to her, and catching her by the arm, pulled her into the doorway of the closest building.
"What are you doing?" He shook his head in confusion as his gaze quickly ran up and down her body.
"I was sitting in the playground when it started to rain."
Scanning her T-shirt, Marek shrugged his way out of his leather jacket and stepped closer. "Put this on."
Lilliah looked down and froze. Her shirt clung to her in all the wrong places. Her gaze shot up to Marek's, and the look in his eyes caused her heart to start racing. For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, her face burned because of this man.
Placing his jacket around her shoulders, Marek said, "Put your arms through." He was so close Lilliah felt the collar of his shirt brush her cheek. When he stepped back, he folded his jacket over the front of her. She noticed his dark blue shirt was the perfect match for his eyes and she had a strong desire to tell him she liked it.
"I'm leaving for a couple of days," he said.
"Oh?"
"I just wanted you to know in case you need something," he explained. "You'd better get inside and get dry." He started to back out of the doorway. Leaning back in, he quickly grabbed the lapels of his jacket and pulled her towards him, searching her eyes. "And don't go out at night." He was close enough for her to see each of his dark eyelashes individually. She was sure she wasn't breathing.
"Right. No, I know. Lesson learned."

Lilliah's first thought about Marek's dark blue, button up shirt is that she likes it---a lot. And, as we follow Lilliah and Marek's story, the shirt has several appearances, ending with a very prominent one. It is Lilliah's favorite article of clothing that Marek owns. (I might add that the leather jacket Marek places on Lilliah is exquisite. So much so, she almost doesn't want to give it back.) :-)
The other piece I would like to mention is a specially made outfit that Marek buys for Lilliah, so he can paint her portrait in it.

Returning home, Lilliah focused all her effort into getting ready...but by six o'clock she had to admit she looked better than good. It was due mostly to the amazing outfit. It did wonders for her skin and hair. She smoothed the front of the linen blouse down over her stomach. Its capped sleeves and square neckline accentuated her collarbone nicely, and the fabric hugged her chest in a flattering, yet modest way as it dropped down snugly to her hips. The buttons down the front looked like cream pearls. The skirt felt like she had served as the mannequin during the tailoring of it. The slight flare at the bottom made her feel extremely feminine. She took the green sash and tied it around her middle. Straightening the bow off to the left, she let the rest of the ribbon hang down....
When Marek emerged from the room...he carried what looked like tubes of paint. Looking up, he stopped mid-stride, and Lilliah felt warm all over from the look in his eyes. He pressed his closed fist up against his lips. Stepping closer, he lowered his hand, saying, "You look stunning!"
"It's the outfit---it's completely amazing---it's doing all the work."
"No, Lilliah, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever known."

The cream-colored linen outfit Marek gives to Lilliah becomes a treasured gift. The time Lilliah and Marek spend together as he paints her becomes one of her favorite memories. It's during this time that their relationship begins to form as they get to know each other. The linen outfit plays a prominent ending role and holds great significance for them both.

I think all of use can relate to having a favorite piece of clothing: A dress, a shirt, our favorite pair of pants or shoes.... Good memories are often made in clothing that becomes a "favorite." In The Scent of a Soul it's no different. Like good food or music, clothing can define how we remember something. Everyone needs something that brings back good memories!

What are some of yours?

3 comments:

  1. Oh yes! I remember the too small orange Old Navy fleece pullover my husband wore when we first met. He used to pair it with these clunky tan Doc Marten boots and jeans. He was a little husky and had the cutest wire glasses. Yeah he was sort of a geek in junior high but I thought his awkward fashion sense made him look even cuter vallying for my attention. It's been years but I hate that he got rid of that pullover. It was secretly my favorite.

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  2. Such a sweet sentiment! Loved that you shared that with us. And a perfect example of what I mean. :-)

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