If you want to check it out, go to Lisa's blog. Perhaps the photo will entice you to write a short, engaging description of a book that has not yet been written. And then perhaps you will love your blurb so much, you will be driven to write a novel to match the blurb. And eventually, perhaps your novel will be snapped up by a major publisher, and you'll become the author of a best-seller and you'll travel all over the country for book signings and you'll then write the next in the "series." And then perhaps you will give major credit (and maybe a few bucks) to Lisa for starting the ball rolling...
(And what's interesting is that the photo was taken by Lisa's daughter. I hope and pray her daughter is no older than a teenager---given the way Lisa looks on her blog's photo--otherwise I will have to reach through the blogosphere and scratch Lisa up, out of jealousy.)
While you're wallowing in that fantasy, read my Book Blurb below:
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| self portrait by Christina Claro |
The Greenest Eye
Annie stared at her face in the mirror several times a day. And it was only her eyes she focused on.
The eyes: the window to a person's soul. In Annie's case, her eyes were a tunnel to despair.
How could she have the greenest eyes--like pure emeralds--and both her parents had brown eyes? Annie just knew her father was an imposter. This teen angst was tearing her apart. So as her parents lived out their lie, acting as if nothing had ever been wrong, Annie searched for who might be her true father.
Was it the 93-year old greeter at Walmart? He had sparkling green eyes...
Was it the guy who cleaned the hippo tanks at the zoo? His eyes were as green as spring grass...
Every prospective father she saw, when their green eyes locked, made Annie wonder. Who's her daddy?
Was it the 93-year old greeter at Walmart? He had sparkling green eyes...
Was it the guy who cleaned the hippo tanks at the zoo? His eyes were as green as spring grass...
Every prospective father she saw, when their green eyes locked, made Annie wonder. Who's her daddy?
Poor Annie! All that angst and emotional trauma. I love it! :) And I LOVE your scenario regarding the bestseller. Oh, yeah, I could go for that. Especially the whole few-bucks-to-Lisa thing. I like the way you think! LOL
ReplyDeleteAh yes lots of teenage angst. Sounds like an intriguing read. I really want to know who are her parents? :O)
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ReplyDeleteLaughing my a** off at the Wal Mart greeter image. You are a hoot.
ReplyDeleteAh, poor Annie! She must be a throwback;-)
ReplyDeleteROFL
ReplyDeleteThis was priceless. Poor Annie!
I loved your take on it :)
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Sioux,
ReplyDeleteIt was nice finally being able to meet you in person today. Look forward to crossing paths again.
She certainly suspects everybody! LOL!
ReplyDeleteThe hippo tank guy probably is green all over. Yeesh.
ReplyDeleteThis is great. And it was great meeting you in person!
ReplyDeleteOMG. After reading your blurb I so want to read the book. You did an amazing job!
ReplyDeleteLOL You're such a hoot. Christina is 17. Her birthday was last weekend. Hubby and I do have two other kids also, another daughter who is 23. Our son is 28. :) Thanks for the compliment...it wouldn't be possible without Clairol Hydrience #32!
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I'm sorry I originally missed this. I thought it was all serious until the Walmart greeter. Laughed so hard. Nice touch.
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