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Thursday, February 28, 2008

blogging for books (I am not a stalker)

Working at Borders had its perks: I could check out brand spanking new titles, to my little heart's desire. The company always sent boxes of oranges and apples to the staff during the holidays. And best of all, we got to read advanced reader's copies, which made me feel like I was one of those bright kids in class until I realized I was ahead in no meaningful way. Just spoiled.

Jenny-O - she warrants a post of her very own - somehow beat me to gods of Alabama when our copy arrived. She whipped right through it and pressed it in my willing hands, making me loyal to Joshilyn Jackson, evermore.

(Evvvermmmorrre. Yes, my obsession admiration was complete when I read Between, Georgia and then found Ms. Jackson's blog, Faster than Kudzu. So witty & smart & delightful. Nearly every day. I've morphed into the One Hour Photo guy, only without the murderous tendencies or creepy photos. Ok, I'm nothing like him. I'm Wonderbread crazy.)

So, when Dee the stalker of Dee's Book Dish announced she was using her bff status to give away a signed copy of The Girl Who Stopped Swimming, to one lucky blogger, how could I resist?

I couldn't think of a book I'd rather win.



Laurel Gray Hawthorne needs to make things pretty, whether she's helping her mother make sure the very literal family skeleton stays buried or turning scraps of fabric into nationally acclaimed art quilts. Her estranged sister Thalia, an impoverished Actress with a capital A, is her polar opposite, priding herself on exposing the lurid truth lurking behind middle class niceties. While Laurel's life seems neat and on track--a passionate marriage, a treasured daughter, and a lovely home in suburban Victorianna--everything she holds dear is suddenly thrown into question the night she is visited by the ghost of a her 14-year old neighbor Molly Dufresne.

The ghost leads Laurel to the real Molly floating lifelessly in the Hawthorne's backyard pool. Molly's death is inexplicable--an unseemly mystery Laurel knows no one in her whitewashed neighborhood is up to solving. Only her wayward, unpredictable sister is right for the task, but calling in a favor from Thalia is like walking straight into a frying pan protected only by Crisco. Enlisting Thalia's help, Laurel sets out on a life-altering journey that triggers startling revelations about her family's guarded past, the true state of her marriage, and the girl who stopped swimming.


Available Tuesday, March 4th.

*****

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9 comments:

Cheri said...

Working in a book store would be better than working in a chocolate shop . . . I'm pretty sure that's right.

JCK said...

I hope you win. You Wonderbread crazy woman stalker. ;)

Beck said...

The only thing more fun than working in a bookstore would be working in a bookstore/chocolate shop.
That book sounds terrific.

lapoflux said...

bookstore/chocolate store/bakery?

THanks for the tip, I've never heard of that author! Will have to look into it.

Fingers crossed you win!

Daisy said...

When I first moved to California, I got a job at Barnes & Noble and I was in hog heaven! I loved the smell of new books (or was that packing material?) and loved to shelve and organize them. I'd wander and get lost between the aisles. Loved it....

Ahhh thanks for the walk down memory lane. :-)

Amy the Mom said...

Nice tip!

I could never "work" in a bookstore. I could hide in a corner oblivious to my surroundings with my nose stuck in a book in a bookstore. I just couldn't work.

Suzanne said...

Ooooh, thanks for the heads up. I've been looking for a great new read. Desperate for one, now that hubby works loooong hours. This book looks like a treat.

Cara said...

I always vwanted to work in a bookstore, the only probable would be I waould spend to much time reading the books.
I love the book stores with the coffee shops (can it get any better).

Sam said...

Thanks for the tips. I could never work in a book store, I would spend my whole paycheck before it was even deposited in the bank.