Rock Bottom - Couverture souple

Brashears, Angie M

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 1720654476 ISBN 13 : 9781720654476

Editeur : CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2018

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Shamus-If I keep worrying about everything that could go wrong, I’ll never get to sleep. Needing a distraction, I turn on the news. One click and she’s everywhere. Breaking news. Unapologetic as ever, NovaKain says, ‘F U Grammys.’ With both hands. Oh no. There’s my star attraction, high as hell. Wearing the same clothes I left her in. Yesterday. Right down to the hospital ID band on her wrist. It’s like deja vu in hell, except…Isn’t that the guy from Fight Club? Yep, and she’s on him like a patch on a jacket. Off balance, she giggles through a statement of some sort. Two words in and the beautiful duo completely break down into raucous peals of laughter. Unable to contain the hilarity, she hands the newsman a familiar ivory envelope and my gut churns. Practically salivating, the reporter can’t spread the bad news fast enough. “Dear Miss Kain...” As he reads, I get a sinking feeling. Like the noose is already around my neck and the stool’s wobbling. Where are her handlers? Those that are supposed to be looking out for her? Right here. I should never have left her. I won’t make that mistake again. I should have tied her up and thrown her in the trunk. It should end right there. But on live TV, she’s gotta have the last say. Glassy-eyed, she smirks as the camera zooms in. “Man have I had a week. Rusty hasn’t changed. I don’t think I have any more friends left, but if I do, he’d find a way to screw them too. Then there’s the overdose. Oh my God! Did you guys hear? They tried to 5150 my ass. Monday’s suck. Amirite?” It’s Sunday, but no one corrects her. “All I wanted was a little fun before I’m shut off and somehow I’m the bad guy. Whatever haters. Come see me at The Four Leaf. Vegas Baby!” She turns to the reporter. “Can I say hi to my boss, Shamrock Malone?” It’s Shamus but I’ve been called worse. At least she got the venue right. Then I think of what Justice said. We forgive famous people of everything just to be in their light. I text my brother. Justice, we have a problem. Enjoy Rock Bottom. From the author of The Chubby Chasers, Inc. Series comes an addictive tale of romance on the rocks featuring a pop star that’s run out of chances, and the enabler willing to give her one more.

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Today I finished my EIGHTH book. Can that be right? Seems like it was just yesterday, while sitting in another Weight Watchers meeting, that I got an idea. They all start the same. With the same fantastical question that unleashes my imagination. What if….someone barged in the door, right now. Flinging powdered donuts as bait, would I have the stones to get out of this plastic chair and follow? I’d have no choice. Right? Hungry for something original, that’s just what I did. I followed Blue and Javi through ups and downs, flans and jelly donuts and The Chubby Chaser’s Series was born. Despite those who say all these adventures couldn’t happen to a fat girl…well, I’m living proof. I’ve always wanted to write, and I did. In fact, my new series, The Handlers, was written long ago. Lost during an e-waste donation, but it never left me. Anytime I saw another story about the waste of a good celebrity, it would come to me. Just a whisper. Where are the people who are supposed to be handling them? But it wasn’t ready. More importantly, I wasn’t ready. I went on to write stories that raised money for breast cancer. Boo right? No. Though sick, maybe dying, they’re still people that have a fabulous adventure or two left in them. And it’s okay to laugh, I did. The entire time I wrote dots I laughed and ugly cried. Because that’s what life is about, isn’t it? Finding the ability to laugh through pain. Love and loss. And above all else, do what makes you happy. Thanks to my own personal Handler and love of my life, Jim Brashears, I get to do just that.And I can’t forget the face of the revolution, Give Me Liberty, my husband’s favorite. A dystopian novel set in now. Hate is Contagious. Be Courageous. If no one’s ever asked, I will. What’s your What if? Find what it is and do that. Climb that, make that, write that, draw that, play that…and create. Something that’s uniquely you. I mean, I’ll keep being me. Each of my stories are one of a kind, Angie original’s that you won’t read anywhere else. When you read my stories, all you hear is me. And bonus, you’re never going to find another author with the hashtag #jellyisthenewsexy. Pudding shots and dots, I’m always looking for a captive listener. But today? I’m out of words. I left them all on the pages. For important release dates and everything Angie, join my mailing list. https://mailchi.mp/887a749f41b9/angie-mbrashears or follow me @AngieM.Brashears on Facebook. As always, thank you for reading.

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