Yes, I know I'm early, but we're taking Christmas week off, so I wanted to get my wishes in. Have I ever mentioned that I love Christmas? Oh, all right...
Well, since we ARE going to be gone next week, I'll make my announcement now. Actually, I've already made it, but not on Word Wranglers, so here goes. THE GIRLS OF TONSIL LAKE, my very first Women's Fiction title, will be released December 27 only on Amazon and only for the Kindle. Worldwide release will be April 30, when you'll probably have to
hear all this again, but for now, just warm up your Kindle or your Kindle ap for THE GIRLS. Here's the cover. I think I've already showed it to you, but I really like it and there's nothing wrong with a little reminder now and then, right?
While I'm doing this, here's a blurb.
Well, since we ARE going to be gone next week, I'll make my announcement now. Actually, I've already made it, but not on Word Wranglers, so here goes. THE GIRLS OF TONSIL LAKE, my very first Women's Fiction title, will be released December 27 only on Amazon and only for the Kindle. Worldwide release will be April 30, when you'll probably have to
hear all this again, but for now, just warm up your Kindle or your Kindle ap for THE GIRLS. Here's the cover. I think I've already showed it to you, but I really like it and there's nothing wrong with a little reminder now and then, right?
While I'm doing this, here's a blurb.
Four women whose differences only deepen the friendship forged in a needy childhood...
They were four little girls living in ramshackle trailers beside a lake in rural Indiana. They shared everything from dreams to measles to boyfriends to more dreams. As they grew up, everything in their lives changed--except their friendship. Through weddings and divorces, births and deaths, one terrible secret has kept them close despite all the anger, betrayal, and pain.
Now, forty years later, facing illness, divorce, career challenges, and even addiction, the women come together once again for a bittersweet month on an island in Maine. Staring down their fifties, they must consider the choices life is offering them now and face the pain of what happened long ago.
Secrets are revealed and truths uncovered, but will their time together cement their lifelong friendship--or drive them apart forever?
Sound good? I hope so. Just to keep you interested, here's a little excerpt, too. This is from Vin, one of the Girls.
I wanted Andie to come to
New York,but she didn’t feel up
to it. I felt a little shudder go through me when she said that. Andie’s always
been so strong, and she’s cancer-free, so I found it startling and frightening
when she admitted to feeling less than wonderful. But, as Let There Be Hope
shows, cancer changes one in sometimes indefinable ways. Maybe this is one of
those changes.
Mark and
I visited some islands off the Maine coast once, in our early days. I was so
enthralled that he bought me a house on one of them, a little strip of green
called, appropriately enough, Hope Island. It reminds me of Bennett’s Island,
the fictitious utopia of Elisabeth Ogilvie’s books, except that Hope has all
the mod cons.
I love
to go there. It’s a place I can be myself with little regard to what anyone
else thinks. I sit in my bathrobe on the wraparound porch of the Victorian
horror that is my house and drink coffee with Lucas Bishop, our neighbor. I
read Jean’s books without worrying that someone will see the covers.
I’ve
never taken anyone else—it was Mark’s and my private getaway—but I wouldn’t
mind if it was Andie who was there. Or Jean and even Suzanne. Andie and I could
work on her book. Jean could cook and keep house since she’s so crazy about
doing that, and maybe even spin out one of her romances placed on an island.
And Suzanne could...do our hair or something.
We would
all be together as we are that single night every year when we drive to the
lake and pretend we’re facing down our ghosts. I am a little afraid that the
day will come that we’ll have to face them down for real.
I wonder if they’d come.
Want to meet Suzanne, too? Here she is:
Let’s
get this straight right off the bat, all right? I’m blonde. Not naturally, but
blonde nonetheless. I started frosting my hair in freshman year, when everyone
else seemed to fit in at the high school and I didn’t, and it worked so well I’ve
never looked back. This does not, regardless of what Andie, Jean, and Vin
think, make me stupid. Nor does it make me a bimbo, shallow, or a sex maniac.
Just between you and me, I will admit that sometimes I am every one of those
things, but it doesn’t have one thing to do with me being blonde.
I went
to college to be a kindergarten teacher, attending Indiana State University at
Terre Haute. For those of you born outside Indiana, this is pronounced Terra
Hote, not Terra Hut or Terra Hoot.
Only a
few semesters away from graduation, I got pregnant. The baby’s father, who
suddenly discovered he had a wife and kids, paid for the abortion. Andie and
Jean drove over from Bloomington, where they were in school, to take me to the
clinic. Jean tried to talk me out of the abortion, Andie yelled at both of us
all the way across town, and I cried. But I went through with it.
It’s
something I try not to think about. I’m not always successful at that in the
middle of dark and lonely nights, but uninterrupted nights of sleep are some of
those things that reside in the rose gardens no one ever promised me.
There
was no concentrating on classes after that, so I sold my books for a pittance,
packed up, and left Terre Haute. I got off the bus a couple hours later in
Lewis Point, a nice town about an hour south of Indianapolis, and that was
where I stayed. I got a job over Christmas in a classy department store, and
the most exclusive makeup supplier they had offered me a job as a sales rep.
It’s
been the saving of me, I guess, outlasting two marriages and sending both my
kids to college. I love what I do, love making women look and feel better about
themselves. I wish it was a job that Iearned respect from others, but I respect
it—so maybe that’s enough.
I don't have a favorite among them, but I hope you do. I hope you want to meet all four of them and settle into the recliner to read their story. Just go to http://www.amazon.com/ (like you didn't know your way there) on December 27.
Okay, thanks for reading my commercial.
I wish you a Merry Christmas, or if you celebrate other holidays at this time, I wish you joy in them, too.
Merry Christmas, Liz! And thanks for sharing the excerpts - can't wait to read this!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kristi!
DeleteMerry Christmas! This reminds me of Now and Then with Melanie Griffith and Rosie O'Donnell.
ReplyDeleteI think I've seen that. Where Rosie's a doctor and they gather in a treehouse? I loved the movie if that's the one.
DeleteI like the idea your release is "sneaking" -- sounds like a good read. Congrats!
ReplyDeleteThanks, LoRee. I just found out the other day, so I definitely feel as though it did sneak up on me!
DeleteYay! Can't wait! My Kindle is dying to get it's little hands on the electrons of your new book.
ReplyDeleteOh, cool. My Kindle likes your Kindle, y'know...
DeleteMerry Christmas! I love the sneak peek for Amazon.
ReplyDeleteI HOPE I love it! :-) I'm a little anxious about it.
DeleteCongratulatlions, Liz! I can't wait to read this one. I have two friends with books releasing on the 27. It's bound to be an auspicious day. Merry Christmas to you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alison. It is a big day, at least for The Wild Rose Press, isn't it?
DeleteCan't wait to read this, Liz! Itching to download!
ReplyDeleteHope you like it, Shawn. I'm anxious to see if the girlfriends in THE GIRLS match up with other people's girlfriends.
DeleteLiz - ". . . some of those things that reside in the rose gardens no one ever promised me." That's so good - and so you! Anxious to read it. Have a wonderful time on your Christmas time-out!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Muriel. As you know, I'm working hard at something else now, and still so excited!
DeleteMerry Christmas, Liz. Sounds like an excellent read.
DeleteThanks, Anne--I hope it is!
DeleteHi Liz, what an awesome sneak-peek. I love "posse" stories. I have a group of five others who have been together for many reasons for many years Only two of us grew up together but we've picked up the others over the years. We try hard to do several outings a year, just us. I can't wait to spread the news to them about your wonderful book. Congratulations, and a very Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Tanya. I never heard them called "posse" stories, but it's perfect and I love them, too. Thanks for spreading the word!
DeleteCongrats! Liz. Love the cover and the excerpt!
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to the read!
Here's to a wonderful, warm, and happy Christmas and a successful New Year!
Thanks, Roben. I'm happy to be twins with you!
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