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HAPPY BIRTHDAY to one of our favorite books, AUDITION by Stasia Ward Kehoe

This is the email I sent to Stasia Ward Kehoe after I finished reading her amazing debut novel, AUDITION:

Oh. My. God. AUDITION is absolutely gorgeous! I have to admit, this is the first novel in verse I've ever read and I wasn't really sure how I'd feel about it going in. I'm not a huge poetry person, but I absolutely loved every single word. I'm in awe of you. Truly. Thank you so much for sharing the book with me. I can't wait to give it to Laura. She's going to LOVE IT!

AUDITION is one of those books you'll devour, but if you're anything like me you'll keep marking pages of passages that you absolutely must go back and re-read. And then you'll have to loan out your dog eared copy to all of your friends because it's one of those books that you finish and then you immediately want everyone else read so you can sit around and obsess over every word.


YOU WILL LOVE THIS BOOK.
YOU NEED TO BUY THIS BOOK.
THIS BOOK IS ON SALE TODAY!
If you still need to be convinced, WATCH THIS:

Still need convincing? READ the first 5 chapters here.
STILL not convinced? Enter our contest to win one of 3 signed copies that we're giving away. All you have to do is Tweet this:
Dying to read #Audition by Stasia Ward Kehoe? Watch the trailer, read an excerpt and enter to win a signed copy! www.lisa-laura.blogspot.com
And leave a comment on this post. And keep tweeting. We'll be selecting winners throughout the day and we'll probably be paying close attention to who seems the most passionate about the book.

So....spread some Audition love and win!!! 

Day 2 of Editing Hell

[10/11/11 10:33:03 PM] Lisa Roecker: what's ben's last name again?
[10/11/11 10:34:02 PM] Laura Roecker: cabrera because he reminds me of that d-bag ryan carrera
[10/11/11 10:34:08 PM] Lisa Roecker: i feel like such a loser sometimes
[10/11/11 10:34:17 PM] Laura Roecker: you feel like a loser?
[10/11/11 10:34:18 PM] Laura Roecker: why?
[10/11/11 10:34:25 PM] Lisa Roecker: i just feel like we suck sometimes
[10/11/11 10:34:28 PM] Lisa Roecker: i don't know
[10/11/11 10:34:29 PM] Laura Roecker: yeah, me too
[10/11/11 10:34:34 PM] Laura Roecker: but who gives a shit
[10/11/11 10:34:36 PM] Lisa Roecker: meh
[10/11/11 10:34:37 PM] Laura Roecker: i mean, honestly
[10/11/11 10:35:30 PM] Laura Roecker: we are in the middle of the slow crowd of runners
[10/11/11 10:35:37 PM] Lisa Roecker: that is so so so sad
[10/11/11 10:35:44 PM] Lisa Roecker: we're like the people who walk the first lap of the mile
[10/11/11 10:35:47 PM] Laura Roecker: haha
[10/11/11 10:35:49 PM] Lisa Roecker: because they don't have a chance of finishing
[10/11/11 10:35:48 PM] Laura Roecker: we are
[10/11/11 10:35:52 PM] Lisa Roecker: walkers
[10/11/11 10:35:56 PM] Laura Stropki: we've stopped running
[10/11/11 10:35:57 PM] Lisa Roecker: just a couple of walkers
[10/11/11 10:36:05 PM] Lisa Roecker: let's be honest, we never even tried to run
[10/11/11 10:36:14 PM] Laura Roecker: stopping to bend over at our knees every few steps
[10/11/11 10:36:38 PM] Laura Roecker: whatever...slow and steady


So, we've officially hit the middle of the manuscript which explains why we're drowning in our own suck.

Good lord, THE SUCK.

Day 2 Edit Count:
Laura: 7,901 words
Lisa: 6,994 words

Day 1 of Editing Hell

[10/10/11 9:36:31 PM] Lisa Roecker: what if we made the brotherhood capable of time travel?
[10/10/11 9:36:33 PM] Lisa Roecker: i'm just thinking out loud here
[10/10/11 9:36:42 PM] Laura Roecker: YES
[10/10/11 9:36:45 PM] Laura Roecker: OMG, YES
[10/10/11 9:36:53 PM] Lisa Roecker: and the mausoleum is their NEXUS
[10/10/11 9:36:55 PM] Laura Roecker: they could go back in time to the night Grace died
[10/10/11 9:36:59 PM] Lisa Roecker: you know, a hub of all their powers
[10/10/11 9:37:00 PM] Lisa Roecker: BAM
[10/10/11 9:37:03 PM] Lisa Roecker: bestseller!
[10/10/11 9:37:07 PM] Laura Roecker: it's perfect
[10/10/11 9:37:15 PM] Lisa Roecker: i'm a genius
[10/10/11 9:37:20 PM] Laura Roecker: truly

Apparently these are the conversations you have when you're editing at warp speed.

Day 1 edit count:

Lisa: 7,363 words
Laura: 8,239 words

Bring it.

7 Days of Editing Hell

Welcome to hades, my friends. Here's the deal. We've been slacking on edits. MAJORLY slacking.

Here are some of the things we've been doing instead of editing.

1. Internet shopping. Let's just say we both have new boots coming in the mail, Laura has two new scarves and I've even done some early Christmas shopping. Yeah.

2. Cyberstalking. Guilt might have stopped me from actually tweeting, but make no mistake, I've been stalking all of y'all on Twitter. (P.S. I still can't pull off y'all. Crap.)

3. Fall TV. My DVR has been recording so much it's smoking and yet, it's almost empty. Because I'm watching it ALL. So much shame.

4. Lee Nichols. I keep reading her book when I should be editing. And then I feel guilty for reading, so I edit like a paragraph and then I read some more. There's something wrong with me.

5. Dicking around on the internet. You guys, I've been pretend house hunting. That's right. Touring homes that I have no intention of ever buying because I'm procrastinating. Even worse, now Laura is searching for homes and sending me links.

THIS HAS TO STOP.

And you guys get to help.

In order to finish our edits in one week, we need to edit 6,500 words a day.  It's a lofty goal, but trust me when I say if you add up all the time we've been spending on the 5 things mentioned above, we'd have finished editing a month ago. Drastic times call for drastic measures, my friends.

And that's where you guys come in.

Every day for the rest of the week we're going to post the number of words we edited the day before. If that number is under 6,500 we'll do something supremely humiliating in a vlog and you, dear reader, will  get to suggest and vote on this humiliating act.

So...with the exception of Thursday October 13th (which just happens to be the book birthday of one of our favorite books) our blog posts will be word counts and random jibberish for the next 7 days.

Wish us luck.

P.S.
I have no idea why these continue to make me laugh so hard I almost pee, but they do. Oh, they do.

Please be warned explicit language and extreme randomness abound.

Happy Columbus Day!

Celebstalking by LiLa

I have no idea if this guy is an actual celebrity or not, but this was on People.com, and that's good enough for me. So, um, daddy dates? Seriously? The headline was "How to date your daughter." So wrong on so many levels. My inner 13-year-old almost died of humiliation.

This is the headline for this pic Jewel: Motherhood Is Teaching Me to Go with the Flow. Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't Jewel live in her car for an extended period of time? I'm just not sure someone living in a van, seeking work as a professional yodeler could not go with the flow.



Mark Ruffalo is hot. SUPER hot. Every time I see him I think of his character in The Kids Are Alright. Love that movie.


I can't deal with a short-haired Tim Riggins. I'm going to pretend I never saw this picture and carry on with my detailed day dreams of Tim and I living happily ever after on a working farm in Texas. I think that's best for everyone involved.


Laura called me after watching He's Just Not That Into You and launched a 20 minute hate vomit on Scar Jo. I'm not sure if it's the hormones or what, but it's almost like she thinks Scarlette seduced her husband. Normally, I'd try to be the voice of reason, but she scares me.



Liz Lemon. I want you back. Now. It's not fair to leave us Liz Lemon-less for this long. This picture also reminds me that I really need to read Bossypants.

Happy weekend everyone!

Thankful Thursday - Best. Day. Ever.

July 22nd 2009 the universe shifted just a little. That was the day Loretta Nyhan stumbled onto our blog, ripped apart the first few hundred words of our WIP and became one of our closest friends and readers.
We had exchanged emails with Loretta a month before when she emailed us to ask questions about how to choose an agent. To be honest, we didn't put two and two together when we read her comment on our blog. We just knew her feedback was dead on. Instead of telling us what we wanted to hear, "You're amazing!" "Have you won awards for your writing?" "Get this to your agent NOW!" she told us what we desparately needed to hear--that we were close, but could do better. As writers, isn't that always what we're striving for? Our best? That and incredible beta readers. Two birds with one stone, my friends.

From that day forward, we decided to exchange work. We sent her our baby and she sent us hers. We were blown away by her writing, wanted to recommend it to friends, our mom, anyone who would listen, couldn't wait until it was published so we could do just that. And in return, we received honest, constructive feedback on our own writing. There's nothing better than a critique partner who isn't afraid to tear into your work, but does it in a way that makes you want to get better, that forces you to improve as a writer.

And then somewhere along the way, a few emails in, we forged a friendship with a complete stranger--but that's the funny thing. From the beginning, Loretta just fit. She never really felt like a stranger. She always felt like a friend. Sure she supplied endless advice on our works in progress, but she also listened to family stories, served as an herbalist, cured our colds and linked us to the best Etsy shops. She was one of the first people who knew when Lisa had her baby and when Laura found out she was pregnant because Loretta is just someone you tell. We've talked on the phone, sent Christmas cards and the day of our launch, met.

That's right...Loretta traveled all the way from Chicago and surprised us at our launch party. Talk about surreal. As we were simultaneously sweating and signing books, someone approached us in line who looked awfully familiar. Cue tears. And hugs. And squeals.
And now it's our turn to jump up and down and squeal for her because Loretta and her amazing writing partner, Suzanne Hayes are getting published!

Suzanne Hayes and Loretta Nyhan's I'LL BE SEEING YOU, a story of unexpected friendship told through letters shared between two American women on the home front during World War II, to Erika Imranyi at Mira, in a two-book deal, by Anne Bohner at Pen & Ink Literary and Joanna Volpe at Nancy Coffey Literary & Media Representation.

We always knew this day would come, but there's absolutely nothing like seeing a friend's dream come true. Jump up and down and squeal with us in the comments. We demand it.

Can't Knock the Hustle

Day after day we read about double dip recessions under headlines that read "Is the American Dream Dead?" Not gonna lie, it's a little depressing soul crushing.

And that is why How To Make It In America is capitalist porn.

It's fascinating to watch two recovering slackers launch a fashion line in NYC and it's impossible not to cheer for them to succeed. And even though we're writers and not entrepreneurial designers, I can identify with their aspirations for greatness. I love that they're chasing their dreams against all odds and I'm right there with them. But the real start of the show is New York City. I've never seen the city captured quite like this before. And even though I'm living in Cleveland, my dreams are in NYC.

Can't knock the hustle.



Dream Big or Go Home

Thankful Tuesday

We're still slogging through edits on The Lies That Bind, but I'm going to tell you a secret.

Somedays I think the book is good.

Maybe even better than The Liar Society.

And other days....

I don't.

But when we get packages like this in the mail it doesn't really matter either way.


Because there are girls out there who love this book. Girls like Hailey Campbell and her mom, Steph. So, at the end of the day all that really matters is that we write the best book we know how. Hopefully that will be enough.

My Weekend in a Pic

This weekend was all about Ben and I'm happy to report that his 1st birthday party was a success....Well, as long as you consider 3 hours of complete and utter chaos a success.

I've come to the conclusion that I sort of suck at parties. I'm too much of a control freak to ignore the fact that Jack is on his 8th juice box or to let Mia walk around with frosting smeared in her hair.






Of course, I did allow this to happen....



For almost two entire minutes before I tossed him into the bath.

Progress.

Celebstalking by LiLa

My baby is officially 1. If you need me I'll be buried in a pile of onesies weeping.
To celebrate the occasion, Ben has decided to start climbing the stairs. Being the stellar Mom that I am, I decided to snap a quick photo of his inaugural climb and he literally somersaulted down the stairs as I was snapping the pic. Nothing says Happy Birthday like a suspected concussion. 
Good thing the celeb Moms were out in full force this week and they manage to make me look competent. Well, almost competent.


Is it just me or does Selma Blair look like she's about to eat her child in this picture? I mean, I know post baby diets are a bitch, but this is just ridiculous.


Yes, Gwen is hot and super stylish, but these are the words that ran through my mind when I saw this picture:

RINGMASTER! TINY CIRCUS! LEG WARMERS!


 Why didn't anyone tell me that K. Fed is knocked up?


Every time I see Jennifer Hudson looking all skinny and fabulous I can't help but feel a little sorry for her. Being the celeb spokesperson for Weight Watchers might be the worst job EVER. So. Much. Pressure.


Dear Selena, Sometimes I'll catch a quick glimpse of my husband when he leaves the house for work at 5 AM and I'll notice that his tie clashes with his shirt or that he's wearing pleated pants that are just so wrong on so many levels. But you know what, it's 5 AM, we live in Cleveland, and the paps aren't exactly surrounding his Jeep Cherokee as he rolls out of our driveway, so usually I just roll over and go right back to sleep.

But you're the envy of 10-year-old girls across the globe. You caught the Bieber fever. Literally. With great privilege comes great responsibility. So next time the Biebs shows up looking like an extra from Castaway in a pair of cut off jean capris do everyone a favor and get him into a pair of decent pants. Tweens everywhere are counting on you.

Look, I have no idea what Britney's mental state is like these days, but based off this week's pictures alone, I'm calling it: Britney, you won the divorce. Congratulations.


Best. Movie. Poster. EVER. Genius.

Happy Friday everyone!