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, myobsession 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 Deethe 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.
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
So, when Dee
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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Comments
That book sounds terrific.
THanks for the tip, I've never heard of that author! Will have to look into it.
Fingers crossed you win!
Ahhh thanks for the walk down memory lane. :-)
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.
I love the book stores with the coffee shops (can it get any better).