Author: Kelsie Blanton
Genre: Mature YA
Blitz Host: Lady
Amber's Tours
Blurb:
Sixteen-year old Peyton Jones had it all: straight A's in
school, the perfect boyfriend, and nothing to worry about but keeping her GPA
up. Then one night her perfect world is suddenly ripped away from her.
Everything she has ever known changes and she goes from having a perfect plan
to watching her world crumble around her.
Steve Gibbons was the quarterback of his high school
football team...until the new guy showed up and stole his spot, causing him to
lose his chance at a scholarship. Football was his life and now he feels like
he has nothing.
Drawn together after losing hope for their futures, Peyton
and Steve become best friends, but as they grow closer, a colossal secret is
revealed changing everything. Will Peyton be left to face her inevitable future
alone, or can she trust enough to let someone else in?
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THE GUEST POST!!
First, let me welcome Kelsie to the blog today!!! When I thought of a theme for today's posting, I had seen others asking for top ten reasons why it's great to be an author! It's gotten me curious! So, Kelsie provided me with her top ten list!!
1. I get to do the thing I love most for a living!
2. I meet amazing people (readers as well as other writers, bloggers, etc).
3. Getting to create my own little world.
4. Being able to create a story that can hopefully help some people get through things.
5. Having the ability to SHOW people how my characters feel. Having someone tell me they felt everything my character was feeling is an amazing thing.
6. The conventions are AMAZING!
7. Having the ability to create a world other people can escape from their every day lives to.
8. Having an excuse to consume as much coffee/caffeine and caramel apple suckers as I want. :)
9. Being able to write off my book buying addiction as "research".
10. Being able to write off my constant reading as "research" as well. :) *laughs*
Wow... that's what I'm going to tell my HB from now on!! Every time I'm buying a new book it's "research!" Great idea!!!! Thanks Kelsie, for visiting!! You're welcome back anytime!!
2. I meet amazing people (readers as well as other writers, bloggers, etc).
3. Getting to create my own little world.
4. Being able to create a story that can hopefully help some people get through things.
5. Having the ability to SHOW people how my characters feel. Having someone tell me they felt everything my character was feeling is an amazing thing.
6. The conventions are AMAZING!
7. Having the ability to create a world other people can escape from their every day lives to.
8. Having an excuse to consume as much coffee/caffeine and caramel apple suckers as I want. :)
9. Being able to write off my book buying addiction as "research".
10. Being able to write off my constant reading as "research" as well. :) *laughs*
Wow... that's what I'm going to tell my HB from now on!! Every time I'm buying a new book it's "research!" Great idea!!!! Thanks Kelsie, for visiting!! You're welcome back anytime!!
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THE AUTHOR!!
Author Bio:
Kelsie
Blanton is a fun-loving young woman from a small town in Kentucky . Writing has always been her
passion and when she’s not working at her full-time job, she is at home writing
on something. Her hobbies include reading, writing, singing (poorly), dancing
(again, poorly), and talking…a lot.
Surrounded
by amazing friends and family that support her, Kelsie is following her dreams.
Happy reading!
AUTHOR LINKS:
WEBSITE
FACEBOOK
TWITTER
EMAIL: kelsie_blanton@yahoo.com
THE EXCERPT:
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EMAIL: kelsie_blanton@yahoo.com
THE EXCERPT:
I froze, too afraid to move. The steps began to get louder as each second
passed. My heart was pounding to its own quick rhythm. A hand grasped my
shoulder and I squeezed my eyes shut expecting the worse. I began to quiver
uncontrollably, wanting to scream, to run as hard as I could, but my feet were
frozen. I could only stand there as my tears mixed with the rain pouring over
me.
The grip was released, and suddenly an arm snaked around my back turning me in the opposite direction. I couldn’t muster up the courage to look at the person helping me. I could only assume it wasn’t Aaron. Whoever it was had too gentle of a touch. Yet instead of feeling relief a sense of nausea washed over me. Granted, I was momentarily safe, but the emotions coursing through me had made it—for a brief moment—feel like it was happening all over again.
I didn’t want to be vulnerable in front of anyone who could take advantage of me. With my heart going 100 miles per hour in my chest, I tried to push away from the person and nothing happened. They didn’t budge and their grip around me was too strong. After many deep breaths, I got the courage to glance up into eyes the color of emeralds—eyes filled with concern. My legs gave out and I sagged in his arms. Steve didn’t hesitate. He slowly lowered me to the wet asphalt and sat there while I sobbed into his already wet shirt.
The grip was released, and suddenly an arm snaked around my back turning me in the opposite direction. I couldn’t muster up the courage to look at the person helping me. I could only assume it wasn’t Aaron. Whoever it was had too gentle of a touch. Yet instead of feeling relief a sense of nausea washed over me. Granted, I was momentarily safe, but the emotions coursing through me had made it—for a brief moment—feel like it was happening all over again.
I didn’t want to be vulnerable in front of anyone who could take advantage of me. With my heart going 100 miles per hour in my chest, I tried to push away from the person and nothing happened. They didn’t budge and their grip around me was too strong. After many deep breaths, I got the courage to glance up into eyes the color of emeralds—eyes filled with concern. My legs gave out and I sagged in his arms. Steve didn’t hesitate. He slowly lowered me to the wet asphalt and sat there while I sobbed into his already wet shirt.
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