Today I will be sharing an extract for my spot on the blog tour for the novel Flying by the Seat of my Knickers by Eliza Watson. This one is available now and is currently FREE! There is also an international giveaway going on! Be sure to check it out!
Why run from your troubles when you can fly instead?
When Caity Shaw is fired from her first job that doesn’t require an elf uniform, her older sister, Rachel, an event planner, hires her to work a meeting in Dublin. Caity jumps at the opportunity to travel abroad and escape her pathetic life. However, even four thousand miles from home, there’s no avoiding debt collectors, an overbearing mother, and haunting memories of a controlling ex.
While in Dublin, Caity suffers a series of humiliating mishaps, causing her to lose even more faith in herself. Caity struggles to earn Rachel’s respect—and to keep Declan, her hot Irish coworker, at arm’s length. Declan repeatedly saves Caity’s butt and helps boost her self-confidence, making it difficult to keep her distance from the charming womanizer. When Declan helps her research her Irish grandmother, Caity discovers the mysterious past of the courageous woman she barely knew might hold the answers to her future.
Caity’s older sister, Rachel, an event planner, hires her to work a meeting in Dublin. Rebuilding her self-confidence and earning her sister’s respect is difficult when Caity suffers a series of humiliating mishaps, causing her to lose even more faith in herself. The following is just one of her many mishaps:
My phone rang. Rather than Rachel checking on me, it was Mom. How was I supposed to feel independent when not only did I live with my parents, Mom expected me to check in with her daily? She didn’t know about the Craigslist encounter with my ex, yet she still worried about me being in a foreign country. I’d assured her if anything happened to me, Rachel would notify her. Once she got everyone off to their meetings.
“Hey, Mom, sorry I didn’t e-mail you—”
“They just took your car!” She sounded frantic and out of breath.
My eyes widened, heart raced. “Someone stole my car?”
“It was repossessed!”
Repossessed? I’d only missed one…maybe two payments. Didn’t someone have to advise me if my car was being repossessed? Maybe the notice was in one of the many unopened envelopes I’d stashed in my desk drawer. Mom was at work when the mailman came, enabling me to intercept notices from collection agencies without her knowledge. I’d been able to defer my college loan, or I’d really be screwed.
“There I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking my coffee, and I look up to see a tow truck in front of your car. I ran out and asked them what they thought they were doing, and they said you’re behind on payments and they were taking it. I said no way are you behind on payments, because I’d lent you money to make your last few car payments.”
I knew borrowing money from my parents would come back to haunt me.
“I kind of used the money for some credit card bills.” So I was able to make charges in Ireland.
“Some credit card bills? Well, I guess you have two less bills to worry about now. Certainly don’t have to pay insurance on a car you don’t have.”
I should have sold the car, but it wasn’t even a year old. I’d have lost a ton of money on it. Besides, it was red, sporty, and a boost to what little self-esteem I had left. I’d overextended myself trying to keep up with my ex’s lifestyle and live up to his standards. He’d been the first person who’d had high, albeit unrealistic and self-serving, expectations of me. In some twisted way, had that attracted me to him?
I glanced out at the drive as a shiny black sedan pulled up. Omigod, I’d forgotten about Tom Reynolds’s car. I shoved aside thoughts of my red sports car being hauled away.
“I have to go. I’ll call you later.”
I raced out the door, and one of my backless shoes flew off. My phone shot from my hand as I headed toward the pavement, and Tom Reynolds said, “Holy shit. I’ll have to call you back.”
I lay on the ground, flat on my face, disoriented.
“Are you all right?” The CEO grabbed hold of my arm and helped me up.
I shook the daze from my head. “Ah, yeah, I’m fine.” I glanced down at my burning palms, scraped and dotted with blood. The dancing leprechauns on my shoeless foot smiled up at me. Heat exploded on my cheeks. I’d thought not knowing the breakfast hours had made me look like an idiot!
“No worries, I’ll take care of her,” Declan said, materializing out of nowhere. “Your car’s ready, Tom.”
And my embarrassment intensified. Declan had likely witnessed the entire scene. Tom shot me one last concerned glance as Declan escorted him to his car.
The sedan drove off.
Declan walked over and handed me my phone, the glass back a spiderweb of cracks. “Nothing some packaging tape won’t fix.”
It better. I didn’t have money for a new phone.
The doorman handed me my shoe.
“Thanks,” I muttered, whipping the stupid shoe on the ground.
“Brilliant socks,” Declan said, eyeing the leprechauns.
I shoved my foot in the shoe. “You should see my underwear.”
He gave me an intrigued smile, his gaze traveling down below my waist, lingering, as if he was envisioning my undies. Still smiling, he slowly raised his gaze and met mine.
My cheeks burned. “That didn’t come out right. I forgot to pack socks and underwear, so I had to buy some in the gift shop, and all they had were souvenir ones, and…” I was rambling, embarrassing myself even more.
“There’s a clothing shop up the street. I’ll take you later if we have time.”
Hadn’t I suffered enough humiliation for the day without undies shopping with Declan?
“If you can give me directions, that’d be great.” Maybe I’d be able to hobble to the store on my throbbing ankle. Too bad I couldn’t afford new shoes. “Thanks for your help, but I’m fine.”
“Ah, grand, are ya?”
He slipped his hands around mine and turned them over, eyeing the tiny pebbles imbedded in my blood-scratched palms. He gave my hands a gentle, comforting squeeze. I stared at my hands resting in his, a warm feeling washing over my entire body, not merely my cheeks. My shoulders relaxed, the throbbing in my ankle subsided slightly, my palms didn’t burn quite as much, and…
Get a grip. A simple act of compassion and my heart was all aflutter? I slipped my hands from Declan’s.
“Rachel’s going to kill me.” Since she’d warned me in front of everyone not to screw up.
I swallowed the lump of emotion in my throat, fighting back tears. I’d just lost my car and possibly my phone. I couldn’t lose this job. Every time I thought my life had hit rock bottom, something happened to prove things could still get worse. I had to figure out how to stop taking steps backward and start moving forward with my life.
About the Author:
Eliza Watson is a USA Today Bestselling Author. When Eliza isn’t traveling for her job as an event planner, or tracing her ancestry roots through Ireland, she’s at home working on her next novel, bouncing ideas off her husband, Mark, and her cats Frankie and Sammy. Learn more about Eliza’s books at elizawatson.com.
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Today I get to help end the blog tour for After Jessica by Morgen Bailey! I share my review of this novella.
Jessica is an ordinary girl who comes across extraordinary circumstances and pays for them with her life. As well as identifying her body, her brother Simon then has to wind up her affairs but gets more than he bargains for. Who is Alexis, and why are Veronica and Daniel searching for her? Why is there a roll of cash in Jessica’s house, and what’s the connection between his sister and Alexis?
Author: Morgen Bailey
Published: September 20, 2016
Reviewed By: Jessica
Dates Read: April 4-10, 2019
Jessica’s Rating: 4 stars
After Jessica is a short novella written by Morgen Bailey that pulls you in from the beginning and we have multiple mysteries throughout. The chapters are extremely short and the story is fast paced. You will want to keep reading to see what will happen!
The chapters are from multiple points of view (a favorite of mine!) and they start out disconnected, but as the novella progresses, they all wind up interconnected. Readers of thrillers/mysteries will most likely figure out the connections early on, I did. But it did not end my enjoyment of the novella. I wanted to see how these characters figured out the outcome. I liked and was invested in these characters, even the ‘unlikable’ Daniel, but you can understand his reasoning!
Reader beware: After Jessica ends on a cliffhanger! Ms. Bailey, I am ready for the continuation of this novella. I really hope you are planning to continue the story and I want to know what will happen next: Because ‘After Jessica’ is just the beginning!
After Jessica is recommended.
About the Author:
Morgen Bailey (Morgen with an E) is an author (of novels, short stories, writing and editing guides), freelance editor (for publishers and indie authors), writing tutor (in person and online), Writers’ Forum magazine ‘Competitive Edge’ columnist, blogger, speaker, and co-founder of Northants Authors. The former Chair of three writing groups, she has judged the H.E. Bates Short Story Competition, RONE, as well as the BBC Radio 2, BeaconLit, and Althorp Literary Festival children’s short story competitions. She also runs her own monthly 100-word competition. 2018 events include talks and workshops at Troubador’s Self Publishing Conference speakers, workshops and panels at Delapre Book Festival, interviewing and workshops at BeaconLit, and NAWG Fest with her ‘Editing your Fiction’ weekend residential course. Morgen can be found on Twitter, Facebook, and many others. Her blog is http://morgenbailey.wordpress.com, and email address firstname.lastname@example.org.[Top]
Today I share my review as a part of the blog tour for the audiobook The Start of Something Wonderful by Jane Lambert.
It’s never too late to follow your dreams….
Forty-year-old air stewardess Emily Forsyth thought she had everything a woman could wish for: a glamorous, jet-set lifestyle, a designer wardrobe and a dishy pilot boyfriend. Until he breaks up with her…
Catapulted into a midlife crisis she wishes she’d had earlier, she decides to turn her life upside down, quitting her job and instead beginning to chase her long-held dreams of becoming an actress!
Leaving the skies behind her, Emily heads for the bright lights of London’s West End – but is it too late to reach for the stars?
Author: Jane Lambert
Published: January 8, 2018
Reviewed By: Jessica
Dates Read: Feb 15-20, 2019
Jessica’s Rating: 4 stars
The Start of Something Wonderful to be called Start for the rest of this review, is about starting over with new beginnings and second chances at life for 40 year old Emily who finds herself in a midlife crisis that she never expects.
Emily thought she had it all: a job as a flight attendant (travel worldwide and the finer things in life are at her hand) and a pilot boyfriend…. Then he breaks up with her. She tailspins out of control, quits her job, and decides to finally give acting a try: She has always wanted to act! But becoming an actor is easier said than done. Emily finds herself struggling for jobs and taking on anything she can get. We see the growth Emily goes through from being a whiny/feeling sorry for herself woman after Nigel breaks up with her to the new person she is at the end of the novel. It is quite the transition. Will Emily succeed in her new chosen career of acting? You must read this novel to find out!
I listened to the audiobook version of Start and enjoyed it. The author, Jane Lambert, is also the narrator and she captured Emily’s voice and feelings well. I listen to many audiobooks and what I really liked about Start was that it added ‘sound effects’ to enhance the story. The effects really worked with this novel. But listener beware if you are driving: There are a few times the sound effects were unexpected and scared me. For example: at one point car horns honk fast and I thought it was a real car honking at me. I didn’t know what I was doing. I laughed at myself once I realized it was the audiobook.
I decided to listen to this novel as I am nearing the age of Emily (OMG, I will be 39 at the end of this month! I think I see an upcoming midlife crisis for me as I don’t feel I am nearing…. 40) and I thought I could identify with her. This was an enjoyable listen as all chick lit is and it is recommended.
About the Author:
Jane taught English in Vienna then travelled the world as cabin crew, before making the life-changing decision to become an actor and voiceover artist in her mid-thirties. She has appeared in “Calendar Girls”, “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time”, “Deathtrap”, and most recently “True West” in London’s West End. She has recorded audiobooks for BBC AudioGo, Isis Publishing and HarperCollins. She is currently adapting “The Start of Something Wonderful” into a 6-part comedy drama for TV.