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Abigail Orson has a problem. A love problem to be precise; and she has absolutely no idea how to go about fixing it.
For years now, she has been chasing her best friend’s brother—demanding things from him that he’s never wanted to give. For one? A real relationship that surpasses well beyond that dreaded ‘just friends’ zone. You see, David Anderson is her idea of perfection to a T. The one and only guy who has ever had the ability to make her heart beat faster; make her toes curl with the simple blink of his long, girly lashes. But David is also a recovering amputee, and the only thing he really wants from Abigail is to be left alone. Abigail is a fighter though, and losing the one guy who has ruined her for every other is no longer an option.
A guy with one leg who has lost his motivation to live—to love—to actually be a man. David believes he’s a waste of space. If only the beautiful girl of his unattainable dreams would get that through her perfect, blonde, stubborn head! He’s not the right guy for Abigail. He’ll never be worthy of what she deserves. However, staying away is almost impossible, especially when he’s just as in love with her as she is with him. But Abigail has a life ahead of her, one that’s definitely livable without a nineteen–year–old gimp like him holding her down. What makes her want to stick around is beyond questionable to David’s mind.
Choices will be made. Lines will be drawn. And together, they will face challenges that nobody saw coming. David and Abigail may have had almost fourteen years to fall in love, but the thing is, timing and love have never exactly worked in their favor.
It has been years in the making, and definitely A Long Time Coming for David and Abigail. Let’s hope they don’t screw it up before they actually have the chance to get it right…
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She spun around, nibbling on her lip, grabbing both of his hands as she pulled him slowly along with her. Her eyes were so focused and shiny that he barely remembered his own name, let alone what he was about to say.
“No crutches, David.”
They made it to the edge of the floor, just as the tempo of the music slowed, to that of a seductive, rhythmic beat. She pulled his hands towards her, and he took that non–verbal command, wrapping his arms around her waist. His fingers knew just what to do, settling into the curves of her body right above her perfect ass. Those damn traitorous body parts had a mind of their own.
“I won’t let you fall…” she whispered in his ear, running her fingers through the back of his hair like a vixen who he wanted to steal away forever, only, though, so he could lock her up with him in the backseat of her car again.
Shit …it wasn’t the fear of falling that worried him. Oh no…it was the fear of never wanting to let her go again.
Contests, agents, and book deals, oh my.
Within the last two months, I’ve made a few author choices that I’m rather proud of, if I do say so myself. And with the awesome advice and encouragement from a super, duper good friend of mine, I’ve decided to try and take my writing career a different direction, so to speak.
Just recently I participated in my first Twitter contest called AdPit. Basically what you do is tweet your books tagline in 140 characters and agents, editors, so on so forth can request your work from that alone. Well, low and behold I had some hits. Four, as a matter of fact. Two with pub houses that were ah–mazing, and two with real, live agents! Holy bazooka bubblegum, right? Someone out there actually liked my ideas? No way… *grins*
Any who, weeks went by and the email went dead. I obsessively checked it to the point where I annoyed myself. Until boom, my first rejection came. Apparently I was lucky because it was a personalized email and positive at that! The formal emails are always harder. This nice agent lady said to me, and I quote ‘you write really well, but I didn’t connect with the characters’ then she proceeded to tell me that she wanted me to send her some more of my work when it was ready to query. Well…alrighty then, I’m definitely okay with that kind of rejection!
Then the second email came. This lovely agent admitted that I made her laugh out loud in the middle of a coffee shop and immediately requested the next fifty pages. I. Was. Stoked! So I sent those fifty pages, and then I waited. (Because that’s what you do best when you are a querying author. You wait, and wait, and wait until you’re blue in the face. )
Then one Sunday afternoon, I received an email from one of my dream publishers and they told me they wanted my book, along with a sequel that I wasn’t even planning on writing to be honest. I was on cloud million, way past number nine that it wasn’t even funny. Of course I jumped on it, to the point where I cried ugly, happy tears.
But that very next night, Ms. Agent #2 contacted me, telling me she wanted the rest of my manuscript to read and that she was in love. In LOVE I say. With my measly book!! Who would have thought!
I cried ugly tears for a whole other reason though. Because I had to pass her up due to the fact that I’d already signed with my new pub house. Either way though, I’m happy with where that story went and am thankful to have had the opportunity to get it there.
Now I have another manuscript that’s very pretty if I do say so myself, and ready to go. So again, I did another Twitter contest. This one called Pitchwars. It’s where you submit your query and first five pages to four mentors, then they can pick you if they like you and get your bookie even prettier for the agent round in January. Nice, huh? 2600 entry nice was more like it. I had no chance. At all. But suddenly, I had three out of my four mentors asking me for more pages to read; telling me they loved my concept and that my writing pulled them in! Holy moly. This was unreal to me. Apparently I had could pages.
But…low and behold, I didn’t get picked. By any of them. Cue the ugly tears and the Ice cream this time. I was very sad. I mean, cried all afternoon sad. Guess I needed a reality check so to speak. But still, the doubts are there…and that’s what hurts that most.
Needless to say, this new road I’ve decided to travel on, can be completely amazing one minute and absolutely heartbreaking the next. (And I thought the cruddy publishing houses in the past would be my biggest hurdle.) But I’m going to keep traveling this road because it’s what I want—what I truly feel I can someday, maybe, achieve. It may take me weeks, or months, or years, or possibly even never, but for the first time since I’ve started writing, I finally feel as If I have some control over my books. I also don’t have to settle either like I did once upon a time. It’s not going to be easy, I can tell you that, but maybe, just maybe, it will be worth it someday…right? *Fingers crossed*
Midwestern native Heather Van Fleet lives in a small town on the Iowa/Illinois border. She’s a wife to her hubby–and high school sweet heart–Chris, as well as a mom to her three little girls, Kelsey, Emma and Bella. When she’s not obsessing over her fictional book characters, cooking dinner, or running around chasing her crazy kiddos, you can usually find her with her head stuck in her Kindle, sucking down White Chocolate Mochas like they’re water.