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June 13, 2014
COVER REVEAL FOR RUINED!
COVER REVEAL FOR RUINED BOOK ONE IN THE STRATFORD HIGH SERIES INSPIRED BY SHAKESPEARE'S MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING DATE: THURSDAY, JUNE 26TH HOSTED BY XPRESSO BOOK TOURS WWW.XPRESSOBOOKTOURS.COM
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May 27, 2014
TOUR 99 IS OFFICIAL! JOIN US FOR THE FIRST-EVER EASTLAND ...
TOUR 99 IS OFFICIAL! JOIN US FOR THE FIRST-EVER EASTLAND HAUNTED TOUR
WHEN: Saturday, July 19, 2014. TICKETS GO ON SALE IN JUNE!
TIME: 1:00 PM TIL 6:00 PM. Travel by comfortable, air-conditioned coach bus (equipped with bathroom facilities).
PRICE: $55.00/PERSON
HOSTS: WALLY DWORAK – Parapsychology enthusiast and host of several haunted tours, including the popular Tour 13.
URSULA BIELSKI – Owner/operator of Chicago Hauntings Ghost Tours, historian, parapsychology enthusiast, and author of 9 books, including her latest, Graveyards of Chicago. She has appeared on many TV documentaries and is the host of PBS’s The Hauntings of Chicago. www.chicagohauntings.com
MARIAN CHEATHAM – Researcher, writer, and author of the novel, Eastland. She writes a weekly post on the Eastland on Facebook. www.facebook.com/mariancheatham.author
SCHEDULE: Begin at Klas Bohemian Restaurant, Cicero. Plenty of free parking available.
Hawthorne Plaza, Cicero. Site of the former Western Electric Hawthorne Works.
Bohemian National Cemetery, Chicago. Guided tour of Section 16 by BNC staff member.
St. Adalbert’s Cemetery, Niles. Visit gravesite of “Papa Bear” George Halas who had a ticket to the 1915 picnic, but was delayed at home and missed boarding the Eastland. He arrived in time to see the capsized ship. The experience changed his life forever.
White Eagle Restaurant, Niles. Refreshment stop.
Harpo Studios, Chicago. Previously the 2nd Regiment Armory used as the temporary morgue for more than 700 Eastland victims.
Eastland Disaster site, Chicago Riverwalk.
Return to Klas Bohemian Restaurant for cocktails/dinner in their summer garden. (Dinner is NOT included in ticket price). Stay and enjoy the evening with your hosts!
April 9, 2014
PROGRESS REPORT - RUINED
I've finished a draft of my novel, Ruined, Book One in the Stratford High Series. The manuscript is off to my freelance editor and off of my desk. YEAH!! Of course, it will return with plenty of revisions that have to be addressed before publication, but at least for now, I can take a breather. Time for some fun stuff - cover design! And then it's onto to writing Book Two in the series which will be inspired by Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice and should be available (fingers crossed) this fall.
I've entered Ruined in the Writer's Digest Lucky Agent Contest. The 2014 competition is for completed, but unpublished, Young Adult novels. Check out all the details at: http://tinyurl.com/pcmopmq
I've entered Ruined in the Writer's Digest Lucky Agent Contest. The 2014 competition is for completed, but unpublished, Young Adult novels. Check out all the details at: http://tinyurl.com/pcmopmq
April 2, 2014
CHALLENGING DESTINY - E-BOOK NOW ON SALE!
My friend and fellow writer, Cherie Colyer, has a new novel! Her paranormal YA, Challenging Destiny, is now available on Amazon! While you're there, be sure to check out her Embrace series as well. Dangerous, intoxicating, and darkly romantic, Embrace is a thriller that will leave you spellbound.
Challenging Destiny by Cherie Colyer is now available on Kindle and to celebrate Cherie’s throwing a party and giving away fun prizes!Excerpt: Ariana’s point-of-viewWe went to our favorite coffee house. She ordered an extra-large caramel macchiato. I got an extra-large dark cherry mocha and a bagel with cream cheese and jelly to split. I rummaged around the bottom of my purse for money while we waited to hear the total. All I found were a couple crinkled singles and some loose change. I’d already talked Becca into sneaking offcampus; no way was I going to make her pay for breakfast, too.
I looked at her. She had her head down as she checked her text messages. “I got this. Want to grab some napkins?”
“Sure.” She turned on her heels, fingers flying over the small keypad on her phone.
“Twelve dollars and eighty-seven cents,” the cashier, a good-looking guy in his early twenties, said.
I glanced over my shoulder to make sure Becca wasn’t watching me. Then I pulled the singles out of my purse and waited until I had the cashier’s full attention. It took a minute, which gave me time to notice the long curved scar on his left cheek. When he finally looked up, I leaned forward so I could see the brown hue in his bright blue irises and said, “Here’s fifteen.”
He grabbed my fingers along with the bills. “I can see through your little parlor trick,” he replied in a silky voice that boiled my blood. His musk cologne, mixed with the scent of burned leaves, caught in my throat. “But I’ll play along. Do you want change?”
I wanted to run, but he still had my hand in a vise grip.
Challenging Destiny by Cherie Colyer is now available on Kindle and to celebrate Cherie’s throwing a party and giving away fun prizes!Excerpt: Ariana’s point-of-viewWe went to our favorite coffee house. She ordered an extra-large caramel macchiato. I got an extra-large dark cherry mocha and a bagel with cream cheese and jelly to split. I rummaged around the bottom of my purse for money while we waited to hear the total. All I found were a couple crinkled singles and some loose change. I’d already talked Becca into sneaking offcampus; no way was I going to make her pay for breakfast, too.
I looked at her. She had her head down as she checked her text messages. “I got this. Want to grab some napkins?”
“Sure.” She turned on her heels, fingers flying over the small keypad on her phone.
“Twelve dollars and eighty-seven cents,” the cashier, a good-looking guy in his early twenties, said.
I glanced over my shoulder to make sure Becca wasn’t watching me. Then I pulled the singles out of my purse and waited until I had the cashier’s full attention. It took a minute, which gave me time to notice the long curved scar on his left cheek. When he finally looked up, I leaned forward so I could see the brown hue in his bright blue irises and said, “Here’s fifteen.”
He grabbed my fingers along with the bills. “I can see through your little parlor trick,” he replied in a silky voice that boiled my blood. His musk cologne, mixed with the scent of burned leaves, caught in my throat. “But I’ll play along. Do you want change?”
I wanted to run, but he still had my hand in a vise grip.
March 23, 2014
EASTLAND BLOG TOUR!
COME ALONG FOR THE RIDE ON THE EASTLAND BOOK BLOG TOUR!
Hosted by YA Bound Book Tours
Enter the Rafflecopter at http://yaboundbooktours.blogspot.com/ for a chance to win an e-book copy of Eastland
Monday, March 24 thru Friday, March 28th
Blog Tour Schedule:
March 24:V's Reads - http://vsreads.com - ReviewThe Cover Contessa - www.thecovercontessa.com – Promo PostThe Girl Bookaholic – www.Thegirlbookaholic.blogspot.com - Review
March 25:CBY Book Club - http://cbybookclub.blogspot.co.uk/ - Promo Postsarit yahalomi - http://sarityahalomi.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
March 26:Book N Blog - Www.booknblog.com - ReviewWe Do Write - http://we-do-write.blogspot.com – Promo Post
Shayna Varadeaux Books & Reviews - http://shaynavaradeauxbooks.blogspot.com/ - ReviewLibrary of the Seen – www.libraryoftheseen.blogspot.com – Promo Post
March 27:Mousehead & Tales - Http://www.mouseheadandtales@weebly.com - ReviewMom With A Kindle - http://momwithakindle.blogspot.com – Promo PostMovies, Shows & Books - http://moviesshowsnbooks.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
March 28:Refracted Light Reviews - http://refractedlightreviews.com/ - ReviewMargay Leah Justice - http://margayleahjustice.blogspot.com - ReviewNaYa Books and More - http://nayabooks.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
Hosted by YA Bound Book Tours
Enter the Rafflecopter at http://yaboundbooktours.blogspot.com/ for a chance to win an e-book copy of Eastland
Monday, March 24 thru Friday, March 28th
Blog Tour Schedule:
March 24:V's Reads - http://vsreads.com - ReviewThe Cover Contessa - www.thecovercontessa.com – Promo PostThe Girl Bookaholic – www.Thegirlbookaholic.blogspot.com - Review
March 25:CBY Book Club - http://cbybookclub.blogspot.co.uk/ - Promo Postsarit yahalomi - http://sarityahalomi.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
March 26:Book N Blog - Www.booknblog.com - ReviewWe Do Write - http://we-do-write.blogspot.com – Promo Post
Shayna Varadeaux Books & Reviews - http://shaynavaradeauxbooks.blogspot.com/ - ReviewLibrary of the Seen – www.libraryoftheseen.blogspot.com – Promo Post
March 27:Mousehead & Tales - Http://www.mouseheadandtales@weebly.com - ReviewMom With A Kindle - http://momwithakindle.blogspot.com – Promo PostMovies, Shows & Books - http://moviesshowsnbooks.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
March 28:Refracted Light Reviews - http://refractedlightreviews.com/ - ReviewMargay Leah Justice - http://margayleahjustice.blogspot.com - ReviewNaYa Books and More - http://nayabooks.blogspot.com/ - Promo Post
March 20, 2014
FAERY SWAP BLOG TOUR!
I've hopped aboard the blog tour for my friend and fellow writer, the very prolific and talented, Susan Kaye Quinn. www.susankayequinn.com
BLOG TOUR March 3rd - March 21st
A little about Faery Swap... Kindle, Nook, Print
Warrior faery princes can be very stubborn. Especially when they possess your body. Fourteen-year-old Finn just wants to keep his little sister out of Child Protective Services--an epic challenge with their parentally-missing-in-action dad moving them to England, near the famous Stonehenge rocks. Warrior faery Prince Zaneyr just wants to escape his father's reckless plan to repair the Rift--a catastrophe that ripped the faery realm from Earth 4,000 years ago and set it adrift in an alternate, timeless dimension. When Zaneyr tricks Finn into swapping places, Finn becomes a bodiless soul stuck in the Otherworld, and Zaneyr uses Finn's body to fight off his father's seekers on Earth. Between them, they have two souls and only one body... and both worlds to save before the dimensional window between them slams shut.Finn's Excerpt:
He looked up at the blanket of haze hiding the sun. The sky had been blue when he had dropped off Erin. How long had he been out? He wrestled his arm around to look at his watch 8:44. The second hand was dead still, frozen between the five and the six. Whatever McFreaky did to knock him out broke his watch, too. The watch his mom gave him. She had strapped it on his wrist that day he was late for the bus and told him that being on time was important. Part of growing up. She drove him to school. The wreck happened on the way home. It was the last thing she ever gave him. And McFreaky broke it. Finn clenched his fist and slammed it into the grass.
Then the grass punched him back.
The hit to his shoulder was so hard, it flipped him onto his back. A tinkling of glass sounded all around him.
“What the…?” Finn scrambled to sit up. The grass couldn’t have punched him. That didn’t make any sense. Something under the grass then. He jumped up to his feet and stared at the ground, frozen, waiting for it to move again.
Nothing happened.
Finn stomped his foot on the grass where he’d been lying a moment before, just to be sure. The grass kicked back, knocking him off his feet and landing him with a thump on his backside. The tinkling glass sound rushed up, like a thousand tiny voices laughing.
“Ahhh!” Finn jerked up off the ground. A narrow dirt path was just a dozen feet away, so he ran toward it. Tiny insects rose up wherever he stepped, making the tinkling sound, then falling back down. He teetered on the safety of the path, which seemed clear of the insects. The path was just wide enough for a sheep to pass. A very small sheep.
What was this crazy place?
Zaneyr's Excerpt:Zaneyr peered at the young sister of Finn. He vowed to respect that kin bond, as a brother would. It was the least he could do, having banished her brother to the eternal changelessness of the Otherworld. And perhaps the House of Finn would serve as good a hiding place as any.
She awaited his answer with an impatience too large for such a small thing.
“No, lass, you cannot stay home with me.” He gestured to the loud guardian of the stone structure. “You need to stay here. But I will be back at the appointed time for you.”
Erin’s shoulders sagged with defeat.
“But I think I will return home now.” Zaneyr looked around at the many dwellings that crowded the path. “Which one would that be?”
Erin fixed that glare upon him again. “I memorized our address, already! When are you going to stop quizzing me?”
“It is the sickness,” Zaneyr said with a smile. “It is stealing my memory like a thief.”
“Dude, you are sick.” She suddenly shot her hand toward his face. Reflexively, Zaneyr leaned away, but she managed to land a tiny, warm hand on his cheek. He froze. What sort of magick was she working by touch? Then he remembered she was only a child, and a human one at that. It had been so long since he had felt the warmth of any touch.
The tension flew away.
“You’re not running a fever.” Her face was a picture of seriousness. “But I should go home with you.”
“Erin!” the woman called again, closer now. “You all right, love? I’m closing the gates.”
“You are summoned. You must go.” Zaneyr glanced again at the dwellings, stacked like cubes on top of one another. He pointed to one. “Is that our home? I don’t believe you truly recall.”
Erin’s shoulders drooped again. “It’s 842 on Earls Court.” She speared his chest with a small finger.
Don’t forget to come back and get me.”
“I could hardly refuse an order so imperiously given.”
Susan Kaye Quinn is the author of the bestselling Mindjack Trilogy, which is young adult science fiction. Faery Swap is her foray into middle grade, which is her first writing love. Her business card says "Author and Rocket Scientist" and she always has more speculative fiction fun in the works. You can subscribe to her newsletter (hint: new subscribers get a free short story!) or stop by her blog to see what she's up to. www.susankayequinn.com
Faery Swap
Kindle | Nook | PrintFourteen-year-old Finn is tricked into swapping places with a warrior faery prince and has to find his way back home before the dimensional window between their worlds slams shut.
BLOG TOUR March 3rd - March 21st
A little about Faery Swap... Kindle, Nook, PrintWarrior faery princes can be very stubborn. Especially when they possess your body. Fourteen-year-old Finn just wants to keep his little sister out of Child Protective Services--an epic challenge with their parentally-missing-in-action dad moving them to England, near the famous Stonehenge rocks. Warrior faery Prince Zaneyr just wants to escape his father's reckless plan to repair the Rift--a catastrophe that ripped the faery realm from Earth 4,000 years ago and set it adrift in an alternate, timeless dimension. When Zaneyr tricks Finn into swapping places, Finn becomes a bodiless soul stuck in the Otherworld, and Zaneyr uses Finn's body to fight off his father's seekers on Earth. Between them, they have two souls and only one body... and both worlds to save before the dimensional window between them slams shut.Finn's Excerpt:
He looked up at the blanket of haze hiding the sun. The sky had been blue when he had dropped off Erin. How long had he been out? He wrestled his arm around to look at his watch 8:44. The second hand was dead still, frozen between the five and the six. Whatever McFreaky did to knock him out broke his watch, too. The watch his mom gave him. She had strapped it on his wrist that day he was late for the bus and told him that being on time was important. Part of growing up. She drove him to school. The wreck happened on the way home. It was the last thing she ever gave him. And McFreaky broke it. Finn clenched his fist and slammed it into the grass.
Then the grass punched him back.
The hit to his shoulder was so hard, it flipped him onto his back. A tinkling of glass sounded all around him.
“What the…?” Finn scrambled to sit up. The grass couldn’t have punched him. That didn’t make any sense. Something under the grass then. He jumped up to his feet and stared at the ground, frozen, waiting for it to move again.
Nothing happened.
Finn stomped his foot on the grass where he’d been lying a moment before, just to be sure. The grass kicked back, knocking him off his feet and landing him with a thump on his backside. The tinkling glass sound rushed up, like a thousand tiny voices laughing.
“Ahhh!” Finn jerked up off the ground. A narrow dirt path was just a dozen feet away, so he ran toward it. Tiny insects rose up wherever he stepped, making the tinkling sound, then falling back down. He teetered on the safety of the path, which seemed clear of the insects. The path was just wide enough for a sheep to pass. A very small sheep.
What was this crazy place?
Zaneyr's Excerpt:Zaneyr peered at the young sister of Finn. He vowed to respect that kin bond, as a brother would. It was the least he could do, having banished her brother to the eternal changelessness of the Otherworld. And perhaps the House of Finn would serve as good a hiding place as any.
She awaited his answer with an impatience too large for such a small thing.
“No, lass, you cannot stay home with me.” He gestured to the loud guardian of the stone structure. “You need to stay here. But I will be back at the appointed time for you.”
Erin’s shoulders sagged with defeat.
“But I think I will return home now.” Zaneyr looked around at the many dwellings that crowded the path. “Which one would that be?”
Erin fixed that glare upon him again. “I memorized our address, already! When are you going to stop quizzing me?”
“It is the sickness,” Zaneyr said with a smile. “It is stealing my memory like a thief.”
“Dude, you are sick.” She suddenly shot her hand toward his face. Reflexively, Zaneyr leaned away, but she managed to land a tiny, warm hand on his cheek. He froze. What sort of magick was she working by touch? Then he remembered she was only a child, and a human one at that. It had been so long since he had felt the warmth of any touch.
The tension flew away.
“You’re not running a fever.” Her face was a picture of seriousness. “But I should go home with you.”
“Erin!” the woman called again, closer now. “You all right, love? I’m closing the gates.”
“You are summoned. You must go.” Zaneyr glanced again at the dwellings, stacked like cubes on top of one another. He pointed to one. “Is that our home? I don’t believe you truly recall.”
Erin’s shoulders drooped again. “It’s 842 on Earls Court.” She speared his chest with a small finger.
Don’t forget to come back and get me.”
“I could hardly refuse an order so imperiously given.”
Susan Kaye Quinn is the author of the bestselling Mindjack Trilogy, which is young adult science fiction. Faery Swap is her foray into middle grade, which is her first writing love. Her business card says "Author and Rocket Scientist" and she always has more speculative fiction fun in the works. You can subscribe to her newsletter (hint: new subscribers get a free short story!) or stop by her blog to see what she's up to. www.susankayequinn.com
Faery Swap
Kindle | Nook | PrintFourteen-year-old Finn is tricked into swapping places with a warrior faery prince and has to find his way back home before the dimensional window between their worlds slams shut. March 4, 2014
EVERYDAY EASTLAND
I've been doing research on the Eastland disaster for years. I began at the National Archives in Chicago, reviewing the Records of the Life-Saving Stations for the Great Lakes Region. I saw the actual log for the morn...ing of the July 24, 1915 when the first alarm came in to the station. As you can imagine, it was a chilling experience.
Of course, I visited the actual site on the Chicago River, checked out the area in Cicero that used to be Western Electric's Hawthorne Works (It's now Hawthorne shopping center), and walked the streets of Cicero where Western Electric employees used to live. I visited St. Mary's Catholic Church in Cicero where a funeral Mass was held for 29 victims of the disaster.
I spent many interesting hours enjoying the only permanent collection of Eastland memorabilia at the Wheaton Center for History. I nearly set up camp at Cicero's Morton College library which houses the Hawthorne Museum - a history of Western Electric in Chicago.
I read every nonfiction book on the market, attended the anniversary memorials on the river hosted each year by the Ted Wachholz and the Eastland Disaster Historical Society, and spent many summer hours at the Bohemian National Cemetery in Chicago where more than 130 victims are buried altogether in Section 16.
It's hard to imagine a cemetery visit when we're six feet deep in snow. But come spring, you may want to take a walkabout at the Bohemian National. There you'll find stories of the victims told not by people, but by headstones. Families buried together in one grave, siblings taken all at once, children drowned while their grief-stricken parents lived on for years.
It was the custom at that time to place ceramic portraitures of the deceased on their headstones. Seeing the actual faces of the victims made them feel all the more real to me. But one portrait in particular really stuck with me. It was the photo of a young couple, each with a different last name. Not brother and sister? Not married? Then what?
William Sherry, 22, took his fiancée, Emilie (Emma) Samek, 17, on an outing which would begin and end on an elegant steamship. The plans for that day, for their lives together, for their futures, would never be. I thought it fitting and very romantic that the families agreed to let the young lovers be buried together. They share a headstone with the same chilling day of death. They are united for all eternity, but not by marriage, but by their deaths.
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Of course, I visited the actual site on the Chicago River, checked out the area in Cicero that used to be Western Electric's Hawthorne Works (It's now Hawthorne shopping center), and walked the streets of Cicero where Western Electric employees used to live. I visited St. Mary's Catholic Church in Cicero where a funeral Mass was held for 29 victims of the disaster.
I spent many interesting hours enjoying the only permanent collection of Eastland memorabilia at the Wheaton Center for History. I nearly set up camp at Cicero's Morton College library which houses the Hawthorne Museum - a history of Western Electric in Chicago.
I read every nonfiction book on the market, attended the anniversary memorials on the river hosted each year by the Ted Wachholz and the Eastland Disaster Historical Society, and spent many summer hours at the Bohemian National Cemetery in Chicago where more than 130 victims are buried altogether in Section 16.
It's hard to imagine a cemetery visit when we're six feet deep in snow. But come spring, you may want to take a walkabout at the Bohemian National. There you'll find stories of the victims told not by people, but by headstones. Families buried together in one grave, siblings taken all at once, children drowned while their grief-stricken parents lived on for years.
It was the custom at that time to place ceramic portraitures of the deceased on their headstones. Seeing the actual faces of the victims made them feel all the more real to me. But one portrait in particular really stuck with me. It was the photo of a young couple, each with a different last name. Not brother and sister? Not married? Then what?
William Sherry, 22, took his fiancée, Emilie (Emma) Samek, 17, on an outing which would begin and end on an elegant steamship. The plans for that day, for their lives together, for their futures, would never be. I thought it fitting and very romantic that the families agreed to let the young lovers be buried together. They share a headstone with the same chilling day of death. They are united for all eternity, but not by marriage, but by their deaths.
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February 21, 2014
Book Launch Party!
My dear friends at the Hawthorne Works Museum on the campus of Morton College in Cicero, IL, helped and supported me with my research on Western Electric. Now two of those librarians have written their own book, and I'd like to help and support them.
Come to the Launch Party for Hawthorne Works from Arcadia Publishing. The book is rich with text and photos that tell the complete history of one of America's most iconic companies.
Friday, February 28th at 4:00 pm in the Morton College Library. Proceeds from the sale of the book will benefit the Morton Scholarship Programs.
I'll be there! Come support this great cause. And be sure to say hello!
Check out the cover. Isn't it great? That's just a typical day after work at Hawthorne. How'd you like to be part of that crowd?
Congratulations to the winner of my Eastland Giveaway - Jenna O.
Come to the Launch Party for Hawthorne Works from Arcadia Publishing. The book is rich with text and photos that tell the complete history of one of America's most iconic companies.
Friday, February 28th at 4:00 pm in the Morton College Library. Proceeds from the sale of the book will benefit the Morton Scholarship Programs.
I'll be there! Come support this great cause. And be sure to say hello!
Check out the cover. Isn't it great? That's just a typical day after work at Hawthorne. How'd you like to be part of that crowd?
Congratulations to the winner of my Eastland Giveaway - Jenna O.
February 19, 2014
LAST 24 HOURS TO ENTER EASTLAND GIVEAWAY!
ENTER TO WIN A PAPERBACK COPY PLUS A SWEET TREAT STRAIGHT FROM THE PAGES OF EASTLAND!
Giveaway ends Thursday 2/20.
Like me on Facebook for another chance to win.
www.facebook.com/mariancheatham.author
Check out the giveaways on Goodreads for more chances to win.
Goodreads Giveaway runs till February 28th.
Karel was one of the only guys in the neighborhood who had finished high school. He had an enviable job at Brach’s Candy Company in their brand new Laboratory of Control, testing confectionaries.
He inched nearer to Dee, and as he did, a chocolaty aroma seemed to fill the space between them. Could it be that Karel Koznecki smelled like the sweet confections he tested each day? Dee dared a long, lingering sniff before surrendering her picnic basket to him.
FEBRUARY IS THE MONTH OF LOVE! To celebrate the blossoming romance between Dee and Karel, I'm including a bag of Brach's Candy Conversation Hearts with each signed paperback of Eastland.
Giveaway ends Thursday 2/20.
Like me on Facebook for another chance to win.
www.facebook.com/mariancheatham.author
Check out the giveaways on Goodreads for more chances to win.
Goodreads Giveaway runs till February 28th.
Karel was one of the only guys in the neighborhood who had finished high school. He had an enviable job at Brach’s Candy Company in their brand new Laboratory of Control, testing confectionaries.
He inched nearer to Dee, and as he did, a chocolaty aroma seemed to fill the space between them. Could it be that Karel Koznecki smelled like the sweet confections he tested each day? Dee dared a long, lingering sniff before surrendering her picnic basket to him.
FEBRUARY IS THE MONTH OF LOVE! To celebrate the blossoming romance between Dee and Karel, I'm including a bag of Brach's Candy Conversation Hearts with each signed paperback of Eastland.
