So there is this book that I love. You've probably heard about it. If you haven't then you've been under a rock. Come get some air and go check out "Remember When." Remember When on Amazon
This book is completely original, that's why it's getting so much attention. Oh that and the humour and amazing sauce writing. It's basically about a girl recalling her high school years and her first love who ends up being a movie star. Here is the exert from the back.
Ever wonder how often Brad Pitt's high school girlfriend must ponder jumping off
a bridge? Ever think about the girl that had her hooks in George Clooney before
he took off for TV stardom? How about Leonardo DiCaprio's ex, or Johnny Depp's
first groupie, or any number of young women who got left behind when their
boyfriends set off for greener pastures and eventually achieved unfathomable
Hollywood fame?
My name is Layla Warren and I don't need to wonder about any of those things. I already know. Because years before Trip Wiley could be seen on movie screens all over the world, he could be seen sitting in the desk behind me in my high school English class.
This was back in 1990, and I cite the year only to avoid dumbfounding you when references to big hair or stretch pants are mentioned. Although, come to think of it, I am from New Jersey, which may serve as explanation enough. We were teenagers then, way back in a time before anyone, himself included, could even dream he'd turn into the Hollywood commodity that he is today.
I'm sure I don't need to tell you who Trip Wiley is. But on the off chance you've been living under a rock for the past decade, just know that these days, he's the bad boy actor found at the top of every casting director's wish list. He's incredibly talented and insanely gorgeous, the combination of which has made him very rich, very famous and very desirable.
And not just to casting directors, either.
I can't confirm any of the gossip from his early years out in Tinseltown, but based on what I knew of his life before he was famous, I can tell you that the idea of Girls-Throwing-Themselves-At-Trip is not a new concept.
I should know. I was one of them.
And my life hasn't been the same since.
My name is Layla Warren and I don't need to wonder about any of those things. I already know. Because years before Trip Wiley could be seen on movie screens all over the world, he could be seen sitting in the desk behind me in my high school English class.
This was back in 1990, and I cite the year only to avoid dumbfounding you when references to big hair or stretch pants are mentioned. Although, come to think of it, I am from New Jersey, which may serve as explanation enough. We were teenagers then, way back in a time before anyone, himself included, could even dream he'd turn into the Hollywood commodity that he is today.
I'm sure I don't need to tell you who Trip Wiley is. But on the off chance you've been living under a rock for the past decade, just know that these days, he's the bad boy actor found at the top of every casting director's wish list. He's incredibly talented and insanely gorgeous, the combination of which has made him very rich, very famous and very desirable.
And not just to casting directors, either.
I can't confirm any of the gossip from his early years out in Tinseltown, but based on what I knew of his life before he was famous, I can tell you that the idea of Girls-Throwing-Themselves-At-Trip is not a new concept.
I should know. I was one of them.
And my life hasn't been the same since.
So, here is why the blog is titled "Fan Girl Squeal." Torest (the author) contacted ME and told ME that she liked MY book. (Insert ugly crying, hyperventilating and peeing pants) She gave me a five star review on Amazon (Repeat) and then she asked me if she could put a link to my book in the back of her sequel that was coming out in a few days. (Dies. Just dies on floor.)
When I became coherent I, with shaky typing fingers, wrote.
"Like, OMG, aldkjfalkfdjaldf, Do whatever you want. Would you like to be my best friend. I love you and your book and I... alksdfjalkdjfadlkfjadfjk ...Yes, yes you can put my book in the back of yours. I am not worthy. I am not worthy." I'm paraphrasing but that's basically what it looked like.
Here is "Remember When 2" Link to Remember When 2
This book is about them years later after loosing touch and their reuniting. I don't want to give it away. But it's sad and sweet and makes you think of your first love from high school and where he (she) is and if you were in a situation to re kindle something, what would you do? Here is the Exert.
Back in high school, Trip Wiley’s fanbase only encompassed the denizens of the
nothing little suburb of Norman, New Jersey.
Ten years later, all that is about to change.
In the summer of 2000, Layla Warren is enjoying her career as a journalist in New York City (well, sort of), while Trip spends most of his time grabbing Hollywood by the balls. In the days before what will turn out to be his skyrocketing fame, they’ll find themselves confronted with some life-altering choices.
Remember When 2 is the second story in an NA romance trilogy. It will bring you back to that exuberant and riotous time of life in your twenties when you struggled to figure out your place in the world and the person you were meant to be...
…and the person you were meant to be with.
Ten years later, all that is about to change.
In the summer of 2000, Layla Warren is enjoying her career as a journalist in New York City (well, sort of), while Trip spends most of his time grabbing Hollywood by the balls. In the days before what will turn out to be his skyrocketing fame, they’ll find themselves confronted with some life-altering choices.
Remember When 2 is the second story in an NA romance trilogy. It will bring you back to that exuberant and riotous time of life in your twenties when you struggled to figure out your place in the world and the person you were meant to be...
…and the person you were meant to be with.
So, I seriously consider you checking these books out!
My Ego has been boosted and my head can no longer fit through any door. Thankyouverymuch.
3 comments:
Okay. Let's just get one thing straight. A book's worth is not measured by how much attention it's getting or how many it sells. It was not that long ago when my book was languishing in no-man's land, and after all that hard work, it was insulting to see some of the more "popular" titles out there selling like hotcakes. Made of gold. And crack. Some of these indie books are very good. Some are pure drivel.
So, when I come across something truly unique and wonderful... that's well-written and has something to say... You'd better believe I'm going to do everything within my (very limited) power to help it rise above the muck.
Just keep writing awesome stuff, and I'll consider that as thanks enough!
xoxo T
This looks great! Will have to check out her books. And what great, sweet words from Tina to you! I agree- keep moving forward- you will do great things!
Duly noted. I just just the peeps who would dig there books. :)
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