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August 15, 2014
Cover reveal: ‘Deceptive Cadence’ by Katie Hamstead
Genre: new-adult romance with paranormal elements
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Date of Release: to-be-confirmed
Cover Artist: Alexandria Thompson http://gothicfate.com/
Cadence awakes in a hospital to find her husband and daughter dead, killed in an earthquake. So when her guardian angel appears and offers her a chance to go back in time with all the knowledge she has, she accepts, desperate to prevent their deaths.
She shoots back eleven years to her fourteen-year-old self, and faces high school all over again. She is determined to do everything better, including preventing the loss of her best friend and not dating any of her original, drama-inducing boyfriends. Her main focus is on her future husband, who she won’t meet for several years.
But James Gordon crosses her path. While she wishes to remain single, the bad boy pursues her. He threatens to disrupt everything that is to come as she begins to develop unwanted feelings for him, and distract her from her original goal: to save her future family.
About Katie
Born and raised in Australia, Katie’s early years of day dreaming in the “bush”, and having her father tell her wild bedtime stories, inspired her passion for writing. After graduating High School, she became a foreign exchange student where she met a young man who several years later she married. Now she lives in Arizona with her husband, daughter and their dog.She has a diploma in travel and tourism which helps inspire her writing. She is currently at school studying English and Creative Writing.
Katie loves to out sing her friends and family, play sports and be a good wife and mother. She now works as a Clerk with a lien company in Arizona to help support her family and her schooling. She loves to write, and takes the few spare moments in her day to work on her novels.
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August 14, 2014
Review: ‘Splintered’ by A.G. Howard
Alyssa Gardner hears the whispers of bugs and flowers—precisely the affliction that landed her mother in a mental hospital years before. This family curse stretches back to her ancestor Alice Liddell, the real-life inspiration for Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. Alyssa might be crazy, but she manages to keep it together. For now.
When her mother’s mental health takes a turn for the worse, Alyssa learns that what she thought was fiction is based in terrifying reality. The real Wonderland is a place far darker and more twisted than Lewis Carroll ever let on. There, Alyssa must pass a series of tests, including draining an ocean of Alice’s tears, waking the slumbering tea party, and subduing a vicious bandersnatch, to fix Alice’s mistakes and save her family. She must also decide whom to trust: Jeb, her gorgeous best friend and secret crush, or the sexy but suspicious Morpheus, her guide through Wonderland, who may have dark motives of his own.
This book. I’m really torn about giving it four stars instead of 4.5 or five, because there are parts of it that I really love. But then there are a couple of things that annoyed me, and I deducted half a star for each. (That’s how I rate books, I’ve come to realise; I allocate them full marks and then start taking points off for things that bug me.)
Let’s start with the positive first.
Like anything inspired by Alice in Wonderland — well, anything good — Splintered has atmosphere by the bucketload. Alyssa believes that, like her mother Alison, she is crazy. She hears plants and bugs talk, and is worried that one day she’ll end up in a strait jacket pumped full of sedatives too. Even when she discovers she’s not crazy, she might as well be, because Wonderland’s laws of physics are a few sandwiches short of a picnic, if you know what I mean. Wonderland isn’t cute. It’s bloody, strange and violent. It’s not a sweet, sunlight dream; it’s a nightmare — more Tim Burton than Disney.
Fiery and independent, Alyssa is a little bit punk, a little bit skater and a little bit goth. She keeps her hair long and blond for her father, but then does her damndest to reduce any other resemblance to her mother — whom she loves but doesn’t want to emulate.
And then there’s Morpheus, the childhood “imaginary” friend who taught her everything she needs to know about Wonderland. He’s self-confident, arrogant and presumptuous, but he also trusts Alyssa to be able to handle herself and respects her desire for independence… something you can’t say about Jeb.
Jeb is the first of the negatives. He’s another childhood friend of Alyssa’s, and she’s had a crush on him forever. It’s pretty obvious he’s got a crush on her too, but for reasons that aren’t entirely clear he instead ends up dating the popular blond girl who picks on Alyssa. I suspect his own self-loathing plays a part, as does his completely infuriating desire to treat her like a small child. Maybe he doesn’t want to date her because he still thinks she’s twelve?
Regardless, I wanted to punch him in the nose a few times throughout this book. It wasn’t just that he was protective but that he was physical about it that pissed me off. When Alyssa tries to do something he thinks is dangerous, he doesn’t grab her hand and try to reason with her; he physically restrains her, lifting her off the ground like she’s a toddler. When he sees that she has a knife in her backpack, he appropriates it without even asking. When she’s offered something during the course of the quest, he takes it before she can and puts it in his pocket. WHAT THE HELL, JEB?!
He does redeem himself somewhat throughout the book, which is why it only loses half a point for his bad behaviour.
The other thing I found difficult to contend with at times was Howard’s prose. I didn’t really need a couple of paragraphs to describe each funky new outfit Alyssa wore, or what Morpheus’s hat looked like. I found every time I hit one of these paragraphs I wanted to skip it. Likewise, some of the descriptions of Wonderland itself were a trifle overblown. Not always, mind you — but it was enough that I noticed it and it would pull me out of the story. I realise that something like taste in prose is highly subjective, and others will love it; but this is my review, so nyah! :p
Despite these negatives, I still enjoyed Splintered enough that I’ll read the sequel. (As an aside, if you haven’t already, feast your eyes on that gorgeous cover for a minute. No, two minutes! Isn’t it lovely?)
August 13, 2014
Cover reveal: ‘Eventide’ by Christine Allen-Riley
by Christine Allen-Riley
Release Date: 10/2014
The driver in a tragic car accident that killed her best friend, Devon Greer is consumed by guilt. When powerful hallucinations convince her that she’s seeing Rachael everywhere, Devon thinks she’s going crazy. But her friend isn’t truly gone.
To save Rachael from the faeries who stole her, Devon must pit herself against the Court of the Sidhe. Once she witnesses the true form of the fey, Devon’s life is in danger—and so are the lives of everyone she loves.
Now, Devon must not only protect herself, but also Jonah Seafort, Rachael’s cousin and the only person Devon can trust to help her. While the Sidhe walk among them, no one is safe…
About Christine
Lover of books, nature, cats and shiny things. Active disliker of cooking, cleaning and stress. Mom, freelance editor and YA author — also a bit of a nerd.
Author Links:
http://chrisallenriley.blogspot.com/
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8389838.Christine_Allen_Riley
http://www.twitter.com/ChrisAllenRiley
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Christine-Allen-Riley/484216054955321?ref=ts&fref=ts
This Writer’s Space: Vincent Morrone
Today on This Writer’s Space I have Vincent Morrone, whose book Vision of Shadows came out last month. He’s mostly letting the pictures tell the story on this one… :)
Where I Write
So here’s my recliner, un-reclined as I’m not in it. It’s leather. It’s very, very comfy. I’ll sit there with my laptop and lose myself in my story, with one of the dogs curled between my legs.
Where I’m Inspired
My family. They are my true inspiration, my biggest fans and supporters. (Aww.)
To Be Read
I took an image of my TBR pile from Goodreads, but there’s a lot of stuff that’s not on there that I’ll get to first. If I see it and it intrigues me, I’ll pick it up.
About Vincent
Born and raised in Brooklyn NY, Vincent Morrone now resides in Upstate NY with his wife. (Although he can still speak fluent Brooklynese.) His twin daughters remain not only his biggest fans, but usually are the first to read all of his work. Their home is run and operated for the comfort and convenience of their dogs. Vincent has been writing fiction, poetry and song lyrics for as long as he can remember, most of which involve magical misfits, paranormal prodigies and even on occasion superheroes and their sidekicks.
As they say in Brooklyn: Yo, you got something to say? Vincent would love to hear from you at Vincent@vincentmorrone.com
https://www.facebook.com/Morrrone
August 11, 2014
Top Ten Tuesday: Books I’m Not Sure I Want to Read
Today’s Top Ten Tuesday theme is, as the title says, books I’m not sure I want to read. Not books I’ll never ever read — like Fifty Shades of Grey, a book about which I have MANY THOUGHTS — but books I sometimes think I might, but then I’m not so sure. Or books I’ve bought and think I will, but I keep procrastinating about. They could be perfectly awesome books. And one day I might find out.
We Were Liars by E. Lockhart. Two of my besties on Twitter were raving about this and how amazing it was — without specifics — so I ordered it out of curiosity. But then I heard that the writing was a little…unorthodox. What if I hate it? I don’t usually read literary fiction. What if reading it feels like homework? So, yeah, I’ve moved this down the TBR pile a little. I will get to it, though, just to see what all the fuss is about. I guess if I hate it I can stop.
Torment and Passion by Lauren Kate. These are books two and three of the Fallen series. I originally bought them at Canty’s, an awesome secondhand bookstore here in Canberra. But I hadn’t read the first one yet; Canty’s didn’t have it so I bought it new off The Book Depository. It was okay, but I wasn’t a huge fan of Luce, the main character. She was, well, wet. She needed rescuing a lot and spend an awful lot of time obsessing about boys. The book did get interesting in the last few chapters, and maaaaayybe the sequels will be better. I dunno, but I keep finding other books I want to read more than these, so they sit on my shelf, gathering dust.
The Dragon Keeper by Robin Hobb. I loved her Assassins Apprentice trilogy. The Liveships one didn’t wow me as much because I’ve never been a huge fan of ship stories, but it was still pretty good — and the liveships were awesome, I have to admit. Still, this book is the start of another trilogy set in that world, one presumably about dragons. Which I love. The only explanation I have for my reluctance is that my tastes have shifted to urban fantasy over the years, and huge epic fantasy tomes put me off these days.
The Snow Queen, The Sleeping Beauty and Beauty and the Werewolf by Mercedes Lackey. I used to be a HUGE Mercedes Lackey fan. I own seventy four of her books — including these three I haven’t read. They all set in the Five Hundred Kingdoms. I loved the first book in the series, and rushed out and bought the rest. The second was okay, but then I started getting annoyed at the way the romances seemed forced (one of the main characters should have stayed single, dammit) and some of the storytelling was repetivie. Also, one particuarly bad example of characters reaching an intuitive leap just because it suited the plot in the last book I read made me very cross. Still, The Snow Queen is about the same fairytale that inspired Disney’s Frozen, so that might be enough to bring me back to it one day.
The Iron King by Julie Kawaga. The description sounded cool — I heard about it as I was shopping Isla’s Inheritance and loved the idea of reading a different kind of fae story — but then, I dunno, I just keep finding other books I wanted to read more. And maybe I was scared I’d read it, see similarities and get frightened away from finishing my trilogy. But mine is done now, so I might go back to this series. (Surely I’m not the only neurotic writer that does this, right?)
Are there any of these that you either love or loathe? I’d be interested to hear your opinion, one way or the other. Or do you have other books on your shelf that you’re not sure about?
August 10, 2014
Achievement unlocked: Australian Women Writers Challenge 2014
This year I decided to do the Australian Women Writers Challenge, aiming for the Miles level of achievement: to read six books by Australian women and review at least four. I’ve actually read and reviewed six seven (I just discovered I hadn’t registered one), because YAY!
The next level up is the Franklin: read 10, review six. Obviously I’ve got the reviews covered, and there are at least three more by Australian women on my to-be-read pile, so I might get there. We’ll see.
Here are the six books I’ve read and reviewed:
Sleeper by S. M. Johnston (sadly this book is currently unavailable)
Forget Me Not by Stacey Nash
The Problem with Crazy by Lauren McKellar
Immagica by K. A. Last
Kiya: Mother of a King by Katie Hamstead
Haze and Shimmer by Paula Weston
If you’re wondering, why do we need an Australian Women Writers Challenge in the first place, I’d suggest checking out the background to the challenge here.
August 9, 2014
Legends of Chima: LEGO fail
Fair warning: I’ve got my ranty pants on today. And my feminist undergarments. They are the same as my regular undergarments, and do include a lacy bra, if you’re wondering.
This week, I picked up the first DVD set containing four or five episodes of the LEGO TV show Legends of Chima. Cool! LEGO animals! My son loves LEGO! How can we go wrong? When we got home from grocery shopping I put it on for him, and we sat down together to watch the first two episodes.
And I was horrified. Not at the rather ham-handed script — although holy infodumps, Batman — or even at the easily drawn drug metaphor between the magic “chi” that only adults can take and that seems to have addictive qualities. What really got under my skin was the gender mix in the TV show.
The first episode starts with the main character, a bipedal lion named Leval, going to a coming of age ceremony where all of his tribe is gathered to celebrate him turning into a real warrior and getting to “take” chi. His tribe is all male. You can tell, because they’re lions and there’s not a mane-less head in sight. Where are all the female lions, I think? Weird. A fight breaks out and a bunch of other male LEGO animals attack — crocodiles, ravens and wolves.
Then there’s a flashback, and we see Leval with his friends, only one of whom is female. She’s an eagle named Eris, and although the bio on the Legends of Chima site describes her as not as “airheaded” as the rest of the eagles — who all seem to be male too, so I guess that could’ve been worse — you could’ve fooled me. By the end of the second episode she’s accidentally ended up in the middle of the dueling area on a bike thing that the website tells me is called a “Speedor” (plural: Speedorz; someone save us now!). When one of the baddies charges her, she sits there on her bike, which she suddenly doesn’t seem to know how to start, and squeals until Leval saves her. She doesn’t, you know, fly up and out of the way. With her wings. Which she has.
Even worse, the only other female characters I saw in these two episodes where the mother of Leval’s former friend (said baddie, a crocodile named Cragger), who is overbearing and manipulative, and Cragger’s sister, who is even worse. The sister’s name is Crooler. CROOLER, like “crueler”. Get it? She uses a magical flower thing to induce a blood rage in her brother, and whispers in his ear about how bad the lions are so that he starts a war.
I nearly threw up in my mouth.
The icing on the cake, though, was when I looked inside the cover and saw a flyer for other LEGO TV shows, including a bright pink add for LEGO Friends. I guess that’s the one girls are meant to be watching.
I didn’t really have an opinion when LEGO brought out the Friends range of blocks. I have friends who have little girls and they love playing house; I’m sure other girls do too. I did when I was little. But I also played with the little boy next door’s action figures. My sister and I had She-Ra dolls, and we’d play knights, or cops and robbers. I loved action stories, but I also didn’t want to pretend to be a boy to play them. Even to this day if I’m immersing myself in something like a game, I will choose to play the female character — whether that be Lara Croft or one of the female choices in the Arkham Horror board game.
I thought we’d come a long way. Frozen — with its self-rescuing princesses — gave me a lot of hope. But Legends of Chima made me realise some of us haven’t come as far as others. My son has two favourite shows right now. One is the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon from 2003; sure, most of the characters are male but at least April and Karai both kick ass. The other is an Avengers cartoon, which at least has the Wasp in it.
I’d love to see 50/50 representation between females and males in TV shows in general, and kids TV in particular. But, since that might be too much of a shock for some TV execs to handle, can’t we at least make the female characters that are there more than wet blankets who scream and can’t put their damned bike into gear?!
…ok, I’m done.
PS Ok, almost done. I just remembered the one thing that pissed me off in The LEGO Movie. Right at the end, when Wildstyle/Lucy is about to dump Batman, he stops her only to break up with her himself, telling her she should be with a “real hero”. Sure, Lucy and Emmet clearly liked each other. And sure, she was about to break up with Batman for that reason. But did Batman really have to tell the viewer that the hero was entitled to the hot girl? What kind of message does that give little boys? Grr.
August 8, 2014
Review: ‘Shimmer’ (The Rephaim #3) by Paula Weston
Gaby thought her life couldn’t get more complicated.
She’s almost used to the idea that she’s not the nineteen-year-old backpacker she thought she was. She can just about cope with being one of the Rephaim—a 140-year-old half-angel—whose memories have been stolen. She’s even coming to grips with the fact that Jude, the brother she’s mourned for a year, didn’t die at all.
But now Rafa—sexy, infuriating Rafa—is being held, and hurt, by Gatekeeper demons. And Gaby has to get the bitterly divided Rephaim to work together, or Rafa has no chance at all.
It’s a race against time—and history. And it may already be too late.
(Two reviews in a row from me? I know, right?! It’s because I’m between writing one novel and the next, and it’s been so busy and stressful at work I’ve been comfort reading at night time. Anyway, enough about that. On with the review!)
Shimmer is book three of four in The Rephaim series, and I usually don’t see much point in reviewing books this far into a series. You’re presumably either reading it because you loved the first two books—and really don’t want to read spoilers—or you haven’t encountered it yet and would probably be better served by a review of the first book.
But the blurb itself contains all the spoilers I’m going to reveal: that Gaby is a Rephaim, Jude is alive and Rafa has been taken by demons. I pinkie swear.
I commented in my review of the previous book, Haze, that the first two books are set over the space of about two weeks, and how the fast pace is one of the breathtaking things about the series. Shimmer continues and accelerates that action-packed trend; the events in it are set over a total of about 24 hours. But that doesn’t mean the story is hollow. In fact, it’s packed with tension and combat, and starts to reveal more of the hidden truth about the Rephaim and others around them. The next and final book, Burn, comes out in 2015 and—if the cliff-hangery, super-exciting end of Haze is anything to go by—promises to be even more jammed full of awesome.
Also, I love these characters like you would not believe. With the exception of the demons themselves, there are very few people to hate in this—even the enigmatic politician of a fallen angel, Nathaniel, is a character I can sympathise with, despite the fact he’s frustrating as anything and blinded by his own goals. One of the interesting thing about the story is how some of the characters I really didn’t like in the first book have grown, and grown on me: Mya, Malachi, Taya and even Daniel are all good examples.
My favourite character, though, is Jude. If I could choose anyone in the world to be my long-lost twin brother, it’d be him. Although since the post of twin is taken by Gaby, I can think of other ways I could use Jude in my life. Phwoar! Just sayin’.
The romantic tension between Gaby and Rafa is, naturally, missing for a large slice of the book, since he’s, well, not in it. But we really get to see how much Gaby cares about him; all her ambivalence over the secrets he’s keeping about their past evaporates, and in turn his ambivalence about her possible reaction when she finds out those secrets falls away. I guess being tortured—or seeing your loved one tortured—by demons gives you a sense of perspective.
This is a great book and a great series. The only bad thing is that now I have to wait, like, a year to see how the story concludes. My plan is to stare at Paula Weston until she’s finished.
That’s not creepy, is it?
August 7, 2014
Review: ‘Because the Night’ by Kirsten Strassel
Sex, Blood, and Rock n’ Roll.
Immortal Dilemma is the hottest band in the Las Vegas vampire rock scene. They draw insatiable fans from around the globe, thanks to a supernatural attraction called Bloodlust. Tristan craved such an opportunity to fill his empty mortal life, and now he has eternity to earn his place along the legends of rock n roll debauchery.
Callie always feared that Tristan’s excesses would get him into trouble, but she never thought they’d lead him to immortality. To reconnect with him, she must weave her way through a world not only she had no idea existed, but does not welcome her.
Blade turned down a spot in Immortal Dilemma after learning what he must sacrifice for that lifestyle. He finds Callie a refreshing change from the girls in the vampire rock scene. When Callie drags Blade back into the world of Immortal Dilemma, his resistance drives her into the waiting arms of Tristan, who shows her the true meaning of Bloodlust.
But the very things that Callie fights so hard to save are the very things that fight to destroy her.
I’m going to start off this review by saying that I almost never like the bad boy in a book. When presented with a choice between two love interests in a triangle, I almost always choose the guy who I’d actually like to know in real life: the reliable, dependable, safer option. Because the Night was definitely not written for someone with my tastes, as far as men go.
The reason I want to state this up front is that I think if I’d been the target reader, this would have rated much more highly for me. If you love bad boys, the things that were a negative for me might be a positive for you. ;)
At times (especially early on, before we saw his gentler side) I wanted to set fire to Tristan. He was all arogant vampire rock star, and totally insufferable. I simply couldn’t understand why Callie was drawn back to him, time and again. I get nostalgia for an old relationship, and I even get her desire to “save” him from his drug-addled lifestyle. But after he attacks her — in a scene that has rape metaphor written all over it — and tells her that she would have enjoyed it if she’d just relaxed…well, I nearly threw my Kindle across the room.
That being said, the fact that Strassel’s book made me feel so strongly, and yet kept me reading, is a testament to her pacing and the story. And once Callie got past Tristan’s arrogant exterior and he started acting a bit more, well, human, he wasn’t too bad. He really cared for her, and struggled with the darker side of his nature, the vampire side. I was definitely Team Blade all the way, though. He had moments where he was furious with Callie and was a little cruel, but I totally got where he was coming from. She was awful to him, without even thinking about it at times; such was the power of her obsession with Tristan.
My favourite character in the story was Lennon, Callie’s work colleague and, later, her best friend. The bubbly bartender, girlfriend to a vampire, and part-time makeup artist was a point of sanity in Callie’s life. She’s the sort of person I’d love to hang out with.
There’s definitely sizzle in this book, although the sex scenes don’t go into huge amounts of detail, which keeps it from being outright erotica. I never thought I’d think all that blood was hot, but it kind of was. There’s also implied (although not observed) drug use, which didn’t bother me but some readers may find it offensive.
Despite how much I loathed Tristan at times, Because the Night would have been a four-star read for me, except that there was also a smattering of grammatical errors that drew me out of the story every time I noticed one. (I’m a trainspotter when it comes to that sort of thing; it’s an occupational hazard.) So I’m giving it 3.5 stars.*
* I note on Goodreads that there’s a newer edition of this book than the one I bought a while back, so these errors may have been tidied up.
August 5, 2014
This Writer’s Space: Leslie Hauser
This week on This Writer’s Space I have Leslie Hauser, who was one of my awesome team during this year’s Pitcharama over at Aussie Owned and Read.
Where I Write
Have you ever seen those offices in the Pottery Barn catalog? I sure wish that was my writing space. My dream is that one day I will take all my millions in royalties and create one of those Pottery Barn offices where I will write my way into people’s hearts, with a messy bun atop my head and a pair of hipster glasses. In red.
But until then, I write mostly on my laptop at the kitchen table. I have a wonderful non-Pottery Barn office, but I don’t write there. In fact, I don’t always write at the kitchen table. And I don’t always write on the computer. *Gasp!* Yes, it’s true. I handwrite much of my stories. As you can see in the picture, I adore yellow legal tablets, and I’m engaged in a lifelong love affair with Post-its. I outline each chapter on a Post-it (and I check off each scene when I’m done. Geek much? Why, yes!). So, wherever my legal tablet and Post-its can go, so goes my writing. Sometimes I write on the couch. Sometimes out on my deck. Sometimes at a coffee shop. And once, even during an assembly at school. (I am a teacher.)
I wish I had a cool artsy space to call my Writer’s Room, but really, I just write wherever and in whatever position I can fold myself to let the story flow.
Where I’m Inspired
I live blocks away from the beach. And I run long distances. So, I am definitely inspired by the beautiful ocean view, and the miles I travel alongside it give me plenty of time to create characters and plots and to live in the world of those characters. I’m also inspired in my car. Though I don’t have a long commute, the time spent alone with just an iPod full of songs transports me to a world of possible storylines and characters. Luckily I’m a good driver.
But really, I just shared those two inspiring places to distract you while I reveal the (slightly embarrassing) location of the majority of my inspiration. I guess there’s no spoiler alert since you’ve seen the photo. The shower is my true inspiration. Anytime I need a new idea or to flesh out (pun sort of intended!) a current idea, I hit the shower. I’m not sure if it’s the extremely hot water igniting the blood vessels in my skin or the rhythmic pounding of the water on the shower glass. Or maybe it’s the fragrant citrus of my soap. But something about the shower always takes the seed of an idea and turns it into a blooming garden.
To Be Read
I love reading, don’t get me wrong. But I think that I might enjoy buying books just the teensiest bit more. I have “buffet syndrome” when it comes to buying books. I tend to think I can read more and read faster than I actually can. So the books pile up. There’s no order to this line-up. I’m crazy like that. Just pull one out and read it!
If the stack gets whittled down to one or two books, I make a desperate dash to the bookstore. What if I read those two books tonight? And on trips, I take at least three or four books. What if I read the entire book on the first day? * Having extra books is like a safety blanket. If there were a natural disaster, I might starve to death, but at least I’d have enough to read.
(*I suppose you’re thinking a Kindle would solve that problem? I handwrite novels. I’d rather pay $75 and carry an extra suitcase to accommodate my books than read electronically. :) )
About Leslie
Leslie Hauser is a YA writer and middle school teacher. She has a B.A. in English from UCLA and a Master’s degree in Educational Administration. She was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and currently resides in Los Angeles, California.
When she’s not living in fictional worlds inside her head, she runs all sorts of distances, tortures her body at CrossFit, and DVR’s entirely too many television shows.
She dreams of one day returning to the Midwest to live on a farm. Or perhaps owning a cookie delivery service. But for now, she’s just extremely excited about one dream coming true: her forthcoming YA contemporary Chasing Eveline, to be released by Turquoise Morning Press. She’ll probably celebrate its release with cookies and a trip to Indiana.
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