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Friday, January 30, 2015

Cover Reveal- GODS OF CHAOS By Jen McConnel and a Giveaway!

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Gods of Chaos
The gods of chaos cannot be trusted.

When Darlena Agara declared to follow Red Magic last fall, she had no idea what she was getting into. Since then, however, she's had a crash course in danger, deceit, and destruction. In an effort to gain an ally, Darlena heads to Scotland in search of another Red Witch, but she didn't count on the new obstacles (and crazy gods) that await her.
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Title: Gods of Chaos (Daughter of Chaos #2)
Publication date: March 31, 2015
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC.
Author: Jen McConnel
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Jen McConnel now lives and writes in the beautiful state of North Carolina. When she isn't crafting worlds of fiction, she teaches writing composition at a community college. Once upon a time, she was a middle school teacher, a librarian, and a bookseller, but those are stories for another time.
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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Dying to Read (90)- A BOOK OF SPIRITS AND THIEVES by Morgan Rhodes


Hey y’all thanks for stopping by to see my Dying to Read post and of course as always I have to give credit to the lovely Jill over at Breaking the Spine for the Waiting on Wednesday Meme!

I love Morgan's Falling Kingdoms series and this sounds awesome! It's a new series but bringing in the world of Mytica and the present day!

Title: A BOOK OF SPIRITS AND THIEVES
Author: Morgan Rhodes
Release Date: June 23, 2015 
Hardcover: 358 pages
Publisher: Razorbill
ISBN: 978-1595147592
New York Times bestselling author Morgan Rhodes takes readers into exhilarating new high-fantasy territory with A BOOK OF SPIRITS AND THIEVES. Written in alternating perspectives that shift between modern-day Toronto and the ancient kingdoms of Mytica, Rhodes masterfully weaves the dark, magical world of her Falling Kingdoms series into an epic contemporary saga that will leave you breathless. 

Modern-day Toronto: A heavy leather-bound book written in an unrecognizable language is delivered to the Speckled Muse, the antique bookshop owned by Crystal and Becca Hatcher’s mother. When Becca opens it, she’s sent into a coma, leaving Crys behind to uncover a series of terrifying secrets.

Ancient Mytica: A merciless goddess hunts for the elusive treasure that will make her ruler not only of Mytica, but of all the unseen worlds that lay beyond it.

Modern-day Toronto: Rich and aimless Farrell Grayson finally has the chance to prove himself when the mysterious leader of a powerful secret society invites him into his fold.

Ancient Mytica: Maddox Corso has always been different, but never remarkable. Everything changes the day he meets a pretty, unfamiliar girl from a faraway land, only to realize that he’s the only one who can see her.

Fate has brought these young people together, but ancient magic threatens to rip them apart. 



So what do you think? Will you be adding this to your pile? What are you dying to read this week?

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Blog Tour- MEMORY OF WATER A Deleted Scene and A Giveaway!


Hey y'all! I'm thrilled to take part in Emmi Itaranta's blog tour for MEMORY OF WATER! I have a deleted scene for you today. Oh and stick around for the giveaway!

Haven't heard of MEMORY OF WATERCheck it out!



Title: Memory Of Water
Author: Emmi Itaranta
Release Date: June 10, 2014
Publisher: HarperVoyager
Pages: 266
Format: Paperback and eBook, 

An amazing, award-winning speculative fiction debut novel by a major new talent, in the vein of Ursula K. Le Guin

Global warming has changed the world's geography and its politics. Wars are waged over water, and China rules Europe, including the Scandinavian Union, which is occupied by the power state of New Qian. In this far north place, seventeen-year-old Noria Kaitio is learning to become a tea master like her father, a position that holds great responsibility and great secrets. Tea masters alone know the location of hidden water sources, including the natural spring that Noria's father tends, which once provided water for her whole village.

But secrets do not stay hidden forever, and after her father's death the army starts watching their town-and Noria. And as water becomes even scarcer, Noria must choose between safety and striking out, between knowledge and kinship.

Imaginative and engaging, lyrical and poignant, Memory of Water is an indelible novel that portrays a future that is all too possible.




Now on to the post! 

Deleted scene from Memory of Water: The secret log of the Jansson expedition

In Memory of Water, the world has been devastated by some great catastrophe and left with scarce freshwater resources. Printed books have become rare, and systematic suppression of information has created gaps in people's knowledge of history.

The main character, Noria, finds old recordings which fill in some of these gaps, but the content of the recordings is never revealed in detail. We know they were left behind by a group of scientists calling themselves the Jansson expedition, who kept a log of their journey to a contaminated area known as the Lost Lands.

A number of readers have asked me about the backstory, or noted in their reviews that they wished to know more about what happened in the past.

If you are one of those readers, this is your chance to find out.

An earlier version of the manuscript explained the events leading to the drought-ravaged future in more detail. The scene took place near the end of the book, when Noria set to write down what she had heard on the recordings. However, when I submitted this version to my writing group, their opinion was unanimous: the story did not need that information, and the explanatory scene added no value.

I thought about this long and hard, and eventually deleted most of the scene.

There are several reasons for this. First, I agree with my writing group that the scene disrupts the narrative flow and goes into unnecessary detail. Second, it's an info dump, which is never a good idea – I dislike them as a reader, and lash myself over them as a writer. Third, it's too long. And finally, it's more than a bit preachy.

In the hindsight, I can see why some readers have found the omission of these details frustrating, but I stand behind my choice. A shorter, much changed version of this scene actually survives in Memory of Water.

The version I'm sharing here is the deleted longer version. I should probably add that it contains no spoilers, unless you consider the main character writing something down a spoiler. If you wish to find out what the secret log of the Jansson expedition contained, read on.

The voice sought its shape in my mind: its rustling in the loudspeakers of the past-machine, its pauses and the thoughts that fit inside them. Yet their order was unclear, and I was no longer certain what had been stored on the disc and what my memory had knotted on its own from the eluding threads. Only a fading echo of what I had heard remained, and the words on the paper would inevitably be mine. I hoped that the tale would nevertheless be hers, an unknown of whom there was nothing else left. I hoped she would forgive me for what I had let go.
    I invited the voice to surface, its shape grow sharper, until I discerned it as clearly as I ever could again. I placed my pen on the paper again and let the memory guide my hand.
    'The world as we know it believes in a certain version of history,' I wrote. 'How the past-world was lost, how the seas rose and turned the coasts into underwater deserts and ghost towns. We have been told that once upon a time, winters were cold, vehicles fast, cities higher and continents wider. There was no shortage of drinking water. Some of this is probably true. Not the whole truth, certainly, because the whole truth never survives, but not an outright lie, either.
    We have also been told that winters vanished because the world turned warmer on its own, as it always had, in ways that were too complex for people to understand and too powerful for us to have any influence over them. We have been taught that deserted lands and greedy oceans and scorching winds were no doing of ours, that we couldn't have diverted the change, that the best we could do was to go along with the unpredictable whims of the planet.
    These are the stories we know, but there are others.
    It all began slowly and almost unnoticed, like major upheavals often do – so slowly that it was easy to ignore, for a time. A flood here, a hurricane there, ten warm winters and then one unusually cold – all things that could be contributed to chance and the natural order of things. Even when the polar ice began to melt, it was said the changes wouldn't be big. And who in the sky-scratching cities enclosed in their rush cared if in a backwater mountain village the population had to leave their homes behind, when the ice of the peaks turned into mounting, all-crushing streams? For some, the change was even welcome: old oil wells were running dry, and new oil was revealed under the polar ice. Countries began a race for marking it their own, because humans cling to the life they know until they are violently torn away from it.
    Meanwhile the seas reached towards the centres of the continents: first a finger-width every year, then two. Wells around the coasts began to turn salty. Rain turned scarcer. And still people looked away. The competition for oil turned into a quarrel, then into a battle. Those who could afford it continued with their lives as ever before.'
    I paused, drank some tea and ate a few spoonfuls of porridge, which had grown lukewarm. Daylight was seeping in sharper at the edges of the curtains, closer, nearly on my skin now. I had to continue. I looked at what I had last written and sought the thought until I grasped the story – or the spectre of the story, filtered through years and memory.
    'Only when the oceans began to swallow the large coastal cities of wealthy countries and most of the oil found under the ice had been used, people woke up to realise that the world as they knew it was coming to an end.
    The evacuation of the coasts began before I was born, and no one knew for certain at the time how large areas would need to be emptied and how quickly. My parents remembered that time.  People, groceries, valuables and vehicles were endlessly moved into temporary camps and new cities that were being built. Much was left behind: people, as some always are, those who couldn't afford to move away, or didn't want to, for many wish to stay at the place they consider home even after the sea or some other entity has gnawed it unrecognisable. Chattels, houses, dated technology. And books. States assured their citizens that in the new living areas everyone would be assigned a new kind of messaging machine that would also be suitable for reading electronic books – pod-books, they were called. There were pod versions of nearly all books available, so it didn't make sense to carry heavy piles of bound volumes, when there was already so much to carry and move, and little space for it all.
    Perhaps those holding power knew already at the time that this would turn out to be useful.
    Populations of whole countries escaped from their homes. Other countries struggled under the pressure of these crowds, trying to offer a place to stay and enough food for everyone. Wars over water had already broken out in all silence earlier, but now the shortages became a crying concern. The southern half of the North American continent and the Mediterranean in Europe turned into desert; people began to wander from place to place in search of water and food. South American continent survived on its water resources, but became isolated from the rest of the world. In Asia the power of New Qian grew, as they conquered new freshwater areas.
    History tells that in the final oil war New Qian fought for the waning oil resources of the North Pole with Northern American Alliance. My parents used to tell that story, because it was the only one they knew, and it was the same one I was taught at school. The war might have been won, it was said, if two unfortunate incidents had not occurred within only months from each other. First, a handful of terrorists who had infiltrated the army exploded four oil rigs. The oil pipes deep in the ocean bed were torn to pieces and black blood began to pour from the open veins of the earth, piling on shores, suffocating plants and animals and poisoning people, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. Yet the ocean was vast, it was said, the seawater could swallow it, eventually. It didn't need to be the end of the battle, and it didn't even need to be a warning sign.
    But then something else happened. A secret laboratory in Norway, which had been working on a biological weapon, suffered an accident. As a consequence, a destructive bacteria escaped into the drinking waters of Scandinavia, spreading and making people ill. It contaminated what then was Norway, most of Sweden and part of Finnish Lapland. No one knows the accurate number of people who fell ill and died from the diseases caused by the oil and the bacteria. The official estimates range from ten thousand to half a million.'
    I too was familiar with this story. I had always believed in it, because I had had no reason to doubt it. Now I believed differently. I continued writing.
    'The oil wars ended with the disaster of Scandinavia. Only a few small patches of sea by the North Pole provided possible access to the remaining oil, and there was no longer a safe route leading to them through the contaminated areas. Getting hold of the oil had to be abandoned as too dangerous. Countries laid down their weapons and finally turned to look at the changed world, where the fuel had to be found somewhere else than in the guts of the earth. The Lost Lands became no man's land, protected by an international treaty that strictly prohibited any country from trying to access them while the area was left to recover from the disaster.
    Now, think of the allure of the situation.
    The world was in chaos and most of written history was in danger of drowning into all-devouring seas or had already crumbled into shreds of paper mist in the mud of the bottom. People were reading barely anything but pod-books. All that was needed was someone to erase the knowledge that was not wanted, and rewrite it in a form that would strengthen the goals of those holding power. With a few pushes of buttons the history would look different, and the updated version would be sent to any market stall selling pod-books, any school, every news service and archive.
    Who wouldn't erase from memory the deeds they are not proud of, if it was possible?
    At the same time, who wouldn't save a story that was meant to disappear, if it captured their interest and they saw something worth preserving hidden in it?
    New Qian wanted to hide its deeds, but also keep a record of them, and that was the one weakness they succumbed to.
    Top scientists and military officers drew up a secret report of the events that led to the world as we know it and of the estimated water resources in the Lost Lands. But unbeknownst to others, one of their group had joined a resistance movement working to liberate water from under military control. He stole a copy of the report and handed it to the resistance, where it has been circulated from group to group, until it came to my hands. Several hard copies are hidden around the world, and its contents have also been learned by heart by many people. The copy of my group was destroyed, and therefore I'm recording my own version.
    I have seen the secret report, I have seen the exact figures, I have seen the eyewitness accounts of the soldiers and officers who were there and took part in the operation. I have seen a video of the meeting where the decision was taken, and I have seen a specialist prove it to be genuine.
I know the official history is lying.
    The world did not grow warmer on its own. It grew warmer because people changed its natural order with their actions, because their fuel and their way of life increased the temperatures, and because they would not admit to this change and prevent it while there was still time. It is the doing of the past-world people that we now live in a world without winters, where quarrels over water lead to bloodshed and where coastlines are belted by spectres of drowned cities, blind monuments of lost life.
    I also know that contaminating the Lost Lands was not an attack of a fanatic group of terrorists or an accident. It was a purposeful and planned mass murder committed by New Qian knowing it would cause the death of millions of people. When it turned out that it was losing the battle for the last oil wells, the military leaders were given orders to make sure that if they could not access the oil, no one could.
    They arranged the destruction of the oil rigs and planted the bacteria in the drinking water. They fabricated the story about a terrorist attack and an accident. It was easy to find a dozen or so scapegoats among the soldiers and scientists, who were then sentenced to death.
    Over fifteen million people lived in the Lost Lands. Less than half of them managed to escape. Eight and a half million people in Scandinavia died from diseases caused by the oil pollution and the bacteria.
    When you add the millions who died from hunger, thirst or illnesses in the sea-conquered coasts or crowded camps, or were worn to death in illegal weapons factories or crushed in battle – my estimate is that the final count was several dozen million dead.
    Only because some of the past-world people gazed blindly into the glistening black hole waiting for them under the fading ice layers of the north. Only because they saw something in its dark mouth that they thought they held some inexplicable privilege to, a right they built from hollow wind and that had nothing to do with the eternal laws of earth and water and sky.
This is the truth about past-world. If you could ask water, it would tell you this is how it all happened, because water never lies. It knows that the world did not change on its own. It is the way we made it, and the way we left it, and it can only become what we make of it.'
    The thread of words across the paper came to an end. I lifted my pen from the page and shook my wrist. I turned back the pages until I reached the spread where I had started and read through what I had written. When I reached the end, I took up the pen again and added:
    'This story was told in the log of the Jansson expedition on Twilight Century, and these lines record it as it was remembered by Noria Kaitio. If someone finds them and reads them, perhaps it is a sign that water has been broken free from its chains and belongs to everyone again.'

    There was nothing else left to say. I closed the book.

Thanks for this Emmi! It sounds so cool!






About The Author:

Emmi Itaränta leads a double life, working mornings in an office at the University of Kent in the UK, and spending her with fictional characters in imaginary worlds.
Web: 
www.emmiitaranta.com/
Twitter: 
@emmi_elina










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Tour Schedule


January 19th Ex Libris REVIEW
January 20th
Insane About Books REVIEW
January 20th
A Dream Within A Dream REVIEW
January 21st
The Bookish Owl AUTHOR INTERVIEW
January 22nd
Brooke Blogs REVIEW + 10 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT EMMI
January 23rd
Bookish REVIEW + INSPIRATION BOARD
January 24th
Shelf Life REVIEW
January 25th
Novel Novice TENS LIST
January 26th
Once Upon A Twilight EXCERPT
January 27th
Two Chicks On Books GUEST POST
January 28th
Me, My Shelf and I REVIEW






Release Day Blitz- A COLD LEGACY by Megan Shepherd and Excerpt and a Giveaway!


I am so excited that A COLD LEGACY by Megan Shepherd releases today and that I get to share the news, along with an excerpt from the book!

If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Megan Shepherd, be sure to check out all the details below.



This blast also includes a giveaway for a signed copy of the book and swag courtesy of Megan and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.



Title: A COLD LEGACY
Author: Megan Shepherd
Pub. Date: January 27, 2015
Publisher: Balzer+Bray/HarperCollins
Pages: 400
After killing the men who tried to steal her father’s research, Juliet—along with Montgomery, Lucy, Balthazar, and a deathly ill Edward—has escaped to a remote estate on the Scottish moors. Owned by the enigmatic Elizabeth von Stein, the mansion is full of mysteries and unexplained oddities: dead bodies in the basement, secret passages, and fortune-tellers who seem to know Juliet’s secrets. Though it appears to be a safe haven, Juliet fears new dangers may be present within the manor’s own walls.

Then Juliet uncovers the truth about the manor’s long history of scientific experimentation—and her own intended role in it—forcing her to determine where the line falls between right and wrong, life and death, magic and science, and promises and secrets. And she must decide if she’ll follow her father’s dark footsteps or her mother’s tragic ones, or whether she’ll make her own.

With inspiration from Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, this breathless conclusion to the Madman’s Daughter trilogy is about the things we’ll sacrifice to save those we love—even our own humanity. 





A COLD LEGACY excerpt
p.21-24

Montgomery stopped the horses outside a tavern. He came to the carriage door, opening it just a crack to keep the rain from drenching us. “I’m going to ask directions. We can’t be far now.”

We watched him saunter over the muddy street as though he didn’t even feel the bite of freezing rain. A face appeared in the tavern window. The door opened and he spoke to a woman in a wool dress for a few moments, then stomped back through the mud. “This village is called Quick,” he told us. “The manor’s only five miles from here.”

“Did you hear that?” Lucy murmured to Edward, still stroking his hair. “We’re almost there. Just hold on. Everything will be all right once we arrive.”

Montgomery’s eyes shifted to me. Neither of us wanted to remind Lucy that the prospect of Edward’s fever breaking—and the Beast’s reappearance—was almost more frightening than the fever itself. Delirious, he was less of a threat.

“Let’s go then,” I whispered to Montgomery. “And quickly.”

He closed the door and in another moment we were moving again, passing through the rest of Quick. Then all too soon the village was nothing but fading lights. The storm grew and the road became rougher, and all the while Edward’s eyes rolled back and forth beneath shuttered lids.

Thunder struck close by, and Lucy shrieked. Montgomery whipped the horses harder, pulling us along the uneven road impossibly fast, trying to outrun the storm. I twisted in the seat to look out the back window at the pelting rain. A stone fence ran alongside us.

“We must be getting close,” I said.

“Not soon enough,” Lucy breathed. “We’re going to crash if he keeps driving like this!”

The road widened, straightening, letting us travel even faster. Lightning struck close by, blinding me. The horses bolted. Lucy screamed and covered her eyes, but I couldn’t tear mine away. The lightning had struck an enormous oak tree, twisted from centuries of wind. The oak took flame, blazing despite the rain. A smoking gash ran down the trunk—the lightning’s death mark. I watched until the rain put out most of the flames, but it still smoldered, billowing hot ash into the night.

The horses pawed the earth, and I grabbed the window to steady myself. At this wild speed, just hitting a single rock at the wrong angle would send the carriage shattering to the ground. It was madness to go so fast. Couldn’t Montgomery calm the horses?

Just when I feared the carriage would careen out of control, it stopped short, throwing me against the opposite wall. I tangled in Lucy’s limbs as the chains around Edward’s body clinked. Balthazar grunted, jerking awake at last. We scrambled in the bottom of the carriage until the door flew open.
Montgomery stood in the pelting rain. I feared he’d say we’d broken another strut or the horses had gone lame or we’d have to spend the night in the harsh storm.

But then I saw the lights behind him, and the night took shape into a turreted stone manor with bright lamps blazing and gargoyles on the roof vomiting rain into a stone courtyard.

Montgomery’s eyes met mine beneath the low brim of his hat.

“We’ve arrived,” he said.

Make sure to stop by Megan's twitter chat tonight!

There are five full sets of the  MADMAN'S DAUGHTER series up for grabs and one full set of UNDER THE NEVER SKY series (Veronica Rossi is hosting the chat) to people who participate. 







About Megan:

Hello! 

I’ve been many things, like a professional exchange student, park ranger in Montana, and LOST enthusiast, but what I am now is a writer.

I think it’s fair to say I was born into it. I grew up in the mountains of North Carolina, raised behind the counter of my parents’ independent bookstore, Highland Books in Brevard. Ah, so many free books. But I never thought being a writer could be a real career. After college I thought I’d end up as a foreign service officer somewhere dashing and exotic, like Canada. I studied French, Spanish, German, and Russian and still speak a few of those. Then I joined the Peace Corps and spent two years in Senegal, where I learned a few more languages I’ll never speak again and lived in a mud hut with no electricity or running water. You can probably imagine how that experience went, but if you’re curious, here are the dirty details

It wasn't until a chance aquaintance read something I wrote and said, "have you ever considered being a writer?" that something clicked and I realized it was possible. My husband encouraged me, and I quickly fell head-over-heels in love with writing and children's literature in particular. I started out writing articles, which have appeared in Faces, Appleseeds, and Calliope magazines, and stories for younger children. I soon realized I wasn’t sweet enough to write fiction for that age and found myself writing young adult literature instead, which doesn’t require nearly as many tender moments and includes a lot more cursing.

When I'm not writing, I can usually be found horseback riding, day dreaming at coffee shops, or hiking in the beautiful mountains of Western North Carolina. I love to hear from readers, so please drop me a line!

I am represented by Josh Adams of Adams Literary.
Author Photo by Kristi Hedberg Photography




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Top Ten Tuesday (14)- Ten Books I'd Love to Read With My Book Club/If I Had A Book Club


Hi and welcome to my Top 10 Tuesday post! 

Thanks to the lovely ladies at The Broke And The Bookish for creating this weekly meme!

Here's this week's topic.

January 27: Ten Books I'd Love to Read With My Book Club/If I Had A Book Club!


I don't have a book club but if I did I would add these to our reading list for sure!


1. The STUDY & GLASS Books by Maria V. Snyder. It's my favorite High Fantasy seirs of all time so of course I would add this!

2. The WICKED LOVELY Series by Melissa Marr. Marr's take on Fae is still my favorite to this day!

3. The VAMPIRE ACADEMY and BLOODLINES Books by Richelle Mead. Two words. Adrian Ivashkov. Everyone needs to fall in love with him!

4. THE HUNGER GAMES Series by Suzanne Colins. I may have hated the ending to the third book but this series always makes for some interesting conversation.

5. The WVMP Series by Jeri Smith-Ready. This series is one of my favorite adult PNR's and I love how she ties music into it!

6. PERSUASION by Jane Austen and FOR DARKNESS SHOWS THE STARS by Diana Peretfreund. I loved Austen's and Peterfreund's books! I would love to read Persuasion and then Darkness and compare the two!

7. The FIRE AND THORNS Series by Rae Carson. My second favorite high fantasy of all time!

8. The HIS FAIR ASSASSIN Series by Robin LaFevers. My friends and I still talk about this series. We absolutely love it!

9. The CAHIL WITCH CHRONICLES by Jessica Spotswood. I love this historical paranormal and it has a lot of good issues to talk about.

10. The ACROSS THE UNIVERSE Series by Beth Revis. Probably one of my favorite sci-fi's of all time even though the last book did piss me off a bit. This one would be another great one to discuss!




So this is my list. What about you? What books would you have your book club read?

And come back next week for Top Ten Books I Can't Believe I Haven't/Want To Read From X Genre! I'm not sure what I'll do but it should be fun!

Hugs,
Jaime

Friday, January 23, 2015

Watch These Amazon Pilots and vote for them!





















Hey All! I haven't talked about TV shows in a long time but I wanted to talk about these two amazing pilots from Amazon! I've watched some of their pilots for past Amazon Pilot Seasons but none of them have had me as obsessed as these two! They NEED to be turned into series I just have to find out what happens next! The acting is superb and the scripts rock!

Here's some info on them and the trailers.

THE MAN IN THE HIGH CASTLE
Based on Philip K. Dick's award-winning novel, and executive produced by Ridley Scott (Blade Runner), The Man in the High Castle explores what it would be like if the Allied Powers had lost WWII, and Japan and Germany ruled the United States. Starring Rufus Sewell (John Adams), Luke Kleintank (Pretty Little Liars) and Alexa Davalos (Mob City).

This is a clip from the show there isn't a full trailer.







POINT OF HONOR
At the start of the Civil War, a prominent Virginia family makes the controversial decision to defend the South while freeing all of their slaves, pitting the family against one another and testing their strength, courage and love. The pilot was co-written by Carlton Cuse (Lost) and Randall Wallace (Braveheart) and directed by Wallace. Shot on location in Virgina.

I adore this and it has Nathan Parsons in it! We've all fallen in love with this guy from True Blood and The Originals and some of us have been fans since his days on General Hospital!



So if you have Prime go HERE to watch and make sure to vote for them when they're finished! Oh and come back when you're done I'd love to hear what you think!

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Blog Tour- SAVE ME by Jenny Elliott An Interview and a Giveaway!


Hey y'all! I'm stoked to take part in Jenny Elliott's blog tour for SAVE ME I have an interview for you today. Oh and stick around for the giveaway!

Haven't heard of SAVE ME? Check it out!



Title: SAVE ME 
Author: Jenny Elliott
Pub. Date: January6 6, 2015
Publisher: Swoon Reads
Pages: 309
Format: Paperback and eBook, 

Debut-novelist Jenny Elliott’s thrilling romance, chosen by readers, writers, and publishers for the first list in the new Swoon Reads imprint, pours on the tension and danger in an addictive combination that will keep you turning pages!

Something strange is going on in the tiny coastal town of Liberty, Oregon. Cara has never seen a whale swim close enough for her to touch it—let alone knock her into the freezing water. Fortunately, cute newcomer David is there to save her, and the rescue leads to a bond deeper than Cara ever imagined.

But then she learns something about David that changes everything, and Cara is devastated. She turns to her best friend for support, but Rachel has changed. She’s suddenly into witchcraft, and is becoming dangerously obsessed with her new boyfriend….

Cara has lost her best friend, discovered that her soul mate is off limits, and has attracted the attention of a stalker. But she’s not completely alone. Her mysterious, gorgeous new friend Garren is there to support her. But is Garren possibly too perfect?




Now on to the interview! 

Hi Jenny! First I want to say welcome to Two Chicks on Books! SAVE ME was awesome and I’m so happy that you could stop by for a visit! 

Thanks so much! Glad to be here…

For the readers: can you tell us a little bit about SAVE ME and the characters?

I think the back of the book description does a great job of summing up the story and the main characters. 

Here’s the blurb:
Something strange is going on in the tiny coastal town of Liberty, Oregon. Cara has never seen a whale swim close enough for her to touch it—let alone knock her into the freezing water. Fortunately, cute newcomer David is there to save her, and the rescue leads to a bond deeper than Cara ever imagined.

So when she learns David’s interning as a teacher at her school, Cara is devastated. She turns to her best friend for support, but Rachel has changed. She’s suddenly into witchcraft & is becoming dangerously obsessed with her new boyfriend.

Cara has lost her best friend, discovered her soul mate is off limits, and has attracted the attention of a stalker. But she’s not completely alone. Her mysterious, gorgeous new friend Garren is there to support her. But is Garren possibly too perfect?

Is there going to be a sequel?

We shall see… I wrote the novel as a stand-alone, but do have plans for a sequel. For now, though, I’m working on another Hollywood-based YA romance novel that involves astral projection. I got a lot of that story written during NaNoWriMo, so even if I end up putting it aside to work on a sequel for SAVE ME, I’ll be happy to have another story in the works afterward…
       
Were any of the characters in the book inspired by people from your real life?

I think that all the characters I come up with are a combination of traits of both my own and others that I know or observe. But there are always a ton of blue sky details, too—stuff that comes from nowhere but my imagination… 

Who was your favorite character to write? What about your least favorite?

The villain, Amber, was for sure the funnest to write. Bad guys are a blast. You just have to make sure they don’t steal the show. In SAVE ME’s case, I also had to make sure that a good guy--Garren, the guardian angel--didn’t steal the show. Arguably, for some readers, he might have. I think that’s okay, though. Because even though he’s not a romantic love interest, there still is a genuinely sweet love story between him and the main character, Cara…

What is your favorite passage/scene in SAVE ME?

When Cara and David admit their feelings for each other after agonizing over having to resist their attraction. This would be the kiss scene on the beach. I swooned when I wrote it. I still swoon when I read it. And if the writer swoons, odds are great that most readers will too…

What kind of research did you have to do for the story? Did you have to do some whale watching?

I chose the setting in large part because I spent my childhood vacationing at the Oregon coast. I mostly did deep sea fishing, but I’ve been whale watching a handful of times as well. There are lots of websites with great information, too…

What are you reading right now? Or what do you have on your TBR that you’re dying to read?

It makes me sad that I’ll never be able to read all the books on my TBR list…:( I just finished THE ALCHEMIST by Paulo Coelho, and am most looking forward to reading THE RAFT by S.A. Bodeen. I tweeted with her a while back that I couldn’t wait to read it. Since then, my daughter and her classmates have all read it and loved it. I may be strange, but I enjoy any story that even hints at the threat of a shark attack… :) 

Who is your ultimate Book Boyfriend?

He seems to have developed a bad rap over the years, but I’m going to go with Edward Cullen. The guy might be an obsessive, peeping Tom with anger issues, but he’s also about as devoted as they come. His love is true. And that’s what counts the most to me in a book boyfriend…

What inspired you to write YA?

TWILIGHT, actually. I was working at a book fair and the teenage girls were nuts about the saga. I asked them about the books and took note of what they said they loved. Then I read the books and also loved them. Still, I wanted to read about a forbidden romance that could happen in real life, and I preferred the paranormal aspects to remain apart from the main characters. So I wrote the type of story I wanted to read…


Lightening Round Questions

Twitter or Facebook?
Facebook. Most of the time I’m far too long-winded to keep things to 140 characters…

Favorite Superhero?
Iron Man, because of his character’s humor, at least in The Avengers. 

Here’s my favorite bit:

Captain America: Big man, in a suit of armour… take that away, what are you?

Iron Man: Uh… a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.

Uh…  Yeah… Well, minus the playboy part. ;)

Favorite TV show?
I’m not a big TV watcher, but I’ve always thought The Simpsons is hilarious…

Sweet or Salty?
Sweet… 

Any Phobias?
Sharks… My parents took me to the drive-ins to watch JAWS when I was 2. I was so scared that I still remember blips that I saw through the windshield. Now, I’m obsessed. JAWS is my favorite movie. I will never swim in the ocean… 

Song you can’t get enough of right now?
In keeping with the TWILIGHT theme, I listen to the scores from all the movies in the saga a lot. Instrumental music, especially of the movie variety, gets my creative juices flowing…

Fall Movie you’re most looking forward to?
Definitely Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1…

Thanks so much Jenny for answering my questions! 

Thanks for having me! I hope readers will enjoy reading SAVE ME as much as I enjoyed writing it… :D






About Jenny:


Jenny Elliott is a lifelong resident of Washington State and lives in Spokane with her husband and four kids. Writing fiction is her favorite method for avoiding insanity. Other avoidance techniques include reading, playing Scrabble, and browsing social media sites. Save Me is her first novel. Follow her on Twitter at @jennykelliott.


Swoon Reads is the crowd-sourced teen romance imprint founded by Jean Feiwel and published under Feiwel and Friends, a division of Macmillan. Swoon Reads is a community where members are included in every step of the publishing process, from acquiring manuscripts to choosing cover directions. To find out more and discover the best in swoon-worthy novels visit SwoonReads.com or follow us on Twitter at @SwoonReads.



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