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Genre: Chick Lit
About jennshonLocation: Boston, MA Home Region: Age:36 Website: http://www.chuckastonedesigns.com Favorite writers: Poe, Frost, Tolkien, King, Patterson Favorite music: Jason Mraz, Melissa Ferrick, DMB, Foo Fighters; anything with great lyrics Non-noveling interests: blogging, writing poetry, drinking coffee, playing drums, Scrabble, road trips, faux finishing, organizing, exploring, sewing and, as of late, cooking |
Joined: October 27, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 21 NaNoWriMo buddies: 10
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Brief Author Bio: I have been writing for over twenty years, first published at fifteen in a teen magazine with a sappy poem which I dedicated to an “it” pop star. With the poem fueling my fire, I continued to write about celebrities, movies, music; all manners of media. My work has since expanded greatly and has been published in newspapers and online. As a self diagnosed bipolar with both ADD and OCD, staying motivated to pursue a real career as a writer always seemed to take a backseat to "ooh look something shiny". But it was all just excuses to procrastinate; ah the sordid life of a writer's mind hard at work indeed. My blog, Random Lunacy, has been a wonderful foray back into the world that exists in my head; the tragically misunderstood, smoker who will one day marry a rock star. Most of the posts over there are edgy or sarcastic with a wry sense of wit and matter of fact take on life. Then again, sometimes I write peppy little poems and use way too many ♥ and :-) To satisfy the other personality, the one that cares, I also write Green Leaf Reviewer. This is the spot where I review all kinds of interesting eco-options and give my honest opinion on their usefulness for the planet. Sometimes I do faux finishing. Other times I make purses. All the time I work from home and enjoy the flexibility of doing so without children. My husband and I truly enjoy traveling, eating meals together and the ability to completely corrupt and spoil the snot out of our five nephews. I also curse a lot, but rarely in my writing, and I am addicted to Facebook and coffee. |
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Synopsis: Ripple the Twine
Sara McCree is a thirty something freelance sports writer living and working in Boston, Massachusetts and is the type of girl who would rather don a pair of running shoes to attend a hockey game over being uncomfortable in heels at some fancy affair. Thursday nights are for spending time with her best girls at a friend's bar drinking beers and having fun. Her friends are all self made and while one is on the brink of super stardom as the lead singer in an up and coming local band, another is already wildly successful as a multi-franchise shop owner in the Green bath and body industry. Sara has had some bad luck with romantic relationships in the past but in the true spirit of "feast-or-famine", it seems that lately her prospects are looking up, despite her Mother's inadvertant attempts to knock her ego down. Sara knows that although her Mother can be a bit abrasive, she only wants to see her happy with a good man. But in a strange twist, the great man in all of their lives recently revealed some information that will have the girls opening their eyes to just how fast life can change, and how short it might really be.
Excerpt: Ripple the Twine
Sara opened her email only to see one from her mother. She wondered what had taken her so long; usually there were at least ten inbox messages from her mom by this point in the day. Most of her messages were silly forwarded jokes that Sara already received two years before that but occasionally she snuck one in that was meant to make Sara cave in to the ‘get married and have babies’ pressure. She was really good at it and today’s was no different.
‘OK hunny so I’ve been thinking of having my friends Ted and Myrna over for dinner. You remember them right? Ted worked with your father back in the early nineties when he was on the road for those six months. Well anyway they are coming on Saturday and I knew you would want to see them too so I told them you would be happy to join us! They should be arriving around six and their son Paul will be here after he is done with the contractors working on his three story home in the South End. That will be about seven so feel free to get here anytime before that. And I will not have you saying no, it is time for you to find a man and finally fill that great big empty house of yours. Make sure you bring a really nice bottle of wine, and wear a loose fitting shirt dear.
Love,
Mother’
Sara marveled at the way her mother could all at once extend a heartfelt invitation to spend time together and put the words in her head to make her feel like less of a woman. She wondered what year it was and how it was possible there were still women anywhere who felt that if a woman was single she must be ‘less than’ even if she had a wonderful group of friends, a fantastic job and a home to die for.
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