Cover Reveal – FALLING FOR FOREVER

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FALLING FOR FOREVER

Before Forever Series: Book Two (Entangled Teen)

RELEASING JULY 3rd 2017


 Some boys get under your skin in the worst way. Others…in the best way.

 

The sun, the kiss, the swoon. *Le sigh*

The second Jenna Quigley turns eighteen, she’s headed to L.A. to extend the timer on her fifteen minutes of fame. Too bad her dad made her promise to graduate high school first. Silver lining? Her new school has a serious talent competition with a $25,000 cash prize, which would go a long way in L.A. Jenna’s got plenty of talent—she didn’t almost win America’s Newest Sensation for nothing. But it’ll take everything she’s got to bring down the music nerd with a stick up his butt…no matter how cute he is in those glasses.

Miles Cleveland needs to win that talent contest. When some hot girl stole his audition spot on America’s Newest Sensation, his chance to study music flounced off to New York with her. Now, not only can he win enough money to pay for his education, he can get revenge on that very same girl. He can’t start to question his plan, though…no matter how deep Jenna buries into his heart.

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Melissa Chambers writes contemporary novels for young, new, and actual adults. A Nashville native, she spends her days working in the music industry and her nights tapping away at her keyboard. While she’s slightly obsessed with alt rock, she leaves the guitar playing to her husband and kid. She never misses a chance to play a tennis match, listen to an audiobook, or eat a bowl of ice cream. (Rocky road, please!) She’s a member of RWA and serves as the president elect for the Music City Romance Writers. She is the author of The Summer Before Forever and Falling for Forever (Entangled Teen).

 

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My Night as a 13-year-old Girl

Have you ever seen the movie Thirteen Going on Thirty? That’s me. I’m a thirteen-year-old girl stuck in the body of an adult (snoozefest).

But luckily, I have Shasta (this is the nickname her mother and I made for her). Shasta is the daughter of a good friend of mine, and I ADORE this child. She is my connection to the teen world, and I run LOTS of stuff by her when I’m writing YA.

So you can imagine my delight when Shasta invited me to her thirteenth birthday

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Shrimp, avocado, and mango. Three of my favorites!

party! This was my chance to hang out with three thirteen-year-old girls (along with Shasta’s mom), do crafts, watch If I Stay, eat sushi, and dress up like a monkey. Yes, you heard me right.

So the night started with Shasta, who aspires to be a make-up artist, doing everyone’s makeup…except we ran out of time being silly, and she only had time to do her own. 🙂 Then we headed to a sushi bar and to T.J. Maxx afterward for a little bit of browsing.

We IMG_1696got back to Shasta’s house and got into our animal costumes. Shasta had handpicked them for us, and we all had to wear them for the rest of the night. I was a monkey. The costume was surprisingly comfy and cozy, except that my tail kept knocking into stuff all night. 🙂

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Shasta’s fancy nails

Next we opened Shasta’s presents. Shasta is a sucker for a sad story, so I had to get her a few of my favorite sad YA books for her birthday. You’ll note Simon Versus the Homo Sapiens Agenda is in that pile. Not sad, but I loved it so much I had to get her a copy. *Side note: My good friend Greg Howard had lunch with the author and came back with a SIGNED COPY for Shasta, totally outshining my unsigned copy. But I couldn’t have been happier for her!

Next we put in If I Stay and hit our craft project – decorating clipboards! This was my contribution, and since Shasta, her mother, and I had been planning this night for months, I was able to save a bunch of magazines for us to cut up with our favorite quotes, pictures, and slogans and affix them to our boards using clear contact paper. All the girls’ boards looked fantastic, and we all had them to take home with us to commemorate the special night!

We finally hit the hay a little after midnight, and I slept like a baby monkey after our exciting night. I giggled nonstop and had an absolute blast during my night as a thirteen-year-old girl, and Shasta and her mom assured me we could do it again sometime soon. Yes!!!!!

The Boyfriend Bet & The Summer Before Forever Cover Reveal!

The Boyfriend Bet & The Summer Before Forever Cover Reveals

Let us know what you think of the covers for The Boyfriend Bet by Chris Cannon and The Summer Before Forever (Before Forever, #1) by Melissa Chambers!

The Boyfriend Bet (Boyfriend Chronicles, #2) and The Summer Before Forever (Before Forever, #1) both release on August 22, 2016

These cover reveals are brought to you by Entangled TEEN, YA Interrobang, and YA Books Central!

The Boyfriend Bet

About The Boyfriend Bet:

Zoe Cain knows that Grant Evertide is way out of her league. So naturally, she kisses him. Out of spite. Not only is Grant her brother’s number-one nemesis, but he has zero interest in being tied down to one girl. She’s shocked—and secretly thrilled—when they start spending more time together. Non-exclusively, of course, but that doesn’t mean Zoe can’t change his mind, one PDA and after-school detention at a time.

Zoe’s brother claims Grant is trying to make her his “Ringer,” an oh-so-charming tradition where a popular guy dates a non-popular girl until he hooks up with her, then dumps her. Zoe threatens to neuter Grant with hedge clippers if he’s lying but Grant swears he isn’t trying to trick her. Still, that doesn’t mean Grant is the commitment type—even if winning a bet is on the line.

Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book contains multiple PDAs, after school detentions, and gambling on the side. Warning: Betting on a boyfriend is bad for your health.

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About the Author:

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Chris Cannon lives in Southern Illinois with her husband and her three dogs, Pete the shih tzu who sleeps on her desk while she writes, Molly the ever-shedding yellow lab, and Tyson the sandwich-stealing German Shepherd Beagle. She believes coffee is the Elixir of Life. Most evenings after work, you can find her sucking down caffeine and writing fire-breathing paranormal adventures or romantic comedies.

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About The Summer Before Forever:

Some boys break your heart. Others teach you how to heal it.

Chloe Stone’s life is a hot mess. Determined to stop being so freaking skittish, she packs up her quasi-famous best friend and heads to Florida. The goal? Complete the summer bucket list to end all bucket lists. The problem? Her hot soon-to-be stepbrother, Landon Jacobs.

Landon’s mom will throttle him if he even looks at his future stepsister the wrong way.Problem is, Chloe is everything he didn’t know he wanted, and that’s…inconvenient.Watching her tear it up on a karaoke stage, stand up to his asshole friend,and rock her first string bikini destroys his sanity.

But there’s more than their future family on the line. Landon is hiding something—something he knows will change how she feels about him—and she’s hiding something from him, too. And when the secrets come out, there’s a good chance neither will look at the other the same way again…

Want to Read More? Pre-order The Summer Before Forever (Before Forever, #1) Today!

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About the Author:

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Melissa Chambers writes contemporary novels for young, new, and actual adults. A Nashville native, she spends her days working in the music industry and her nights tapping away at her keyboard. While she’s slightly obsessed with alt rock, she leaves the guitar playing to her husband and kid. She never misses a chance to play a tennis match, listen to an audiobook, or eat a bowl of ice cream. (Rocky road, please!) She’s a member of RWA including several local and online chapters thereof. She holds her B.S. in Communications from the University of Tennessee.

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Mothering to ImpeRfection

I write this post today from the second floor of Whole Foods, my pulse racing, sweat beading on my brow.

Let’s just something straight. I’m into rules. I like them. They give me a structure to work within. Less questions for me to have to ask. I like to know them, and I like to follow them.

So when I got the email last night from the Whole Foods kids’ cooking class that said I needed to have my kid at class BEFORE 10:00 this morning, I thought, “Cake.” I thought wrong.

This particular Whole Foods is about 25 minutes from my house…20 if I sail through green lights. We leave the house at 9:30 and make it to the area the store is in at 9:45. I am golden. My child will be the first to arrive. Star pupil potential.

I sit relaxed at a red light and leisurely glance at my child in the back seat who smiles casually back at me. A sweet moment between us. He loves cooking. I’ve found this cooking class for him. He’s going to make breakfast, and in honor of Mother’s Day, a “surprise guest” *ahem* will join him to eat the breakfast he has made.

My gaze averts to his flip-flopped feet propped up on the seat back, and a flashback from last night’s email from the cooking class folks fills my brain. I gasp. “I think you were supposed to wear closed-toed shoes!”

Now, most of you out there are going, “What’s the big deal? He’ll be fine in the flip flops.” This is where I remind you of “the rules.” I follow rules. I rarely break them. And I have a fear that he will not be permitted to the class without the closed-toed shoes on.

We happen to be right in front of Macy’s. A sign! I’ll run in here and buy him a pair of shoes. I wheel us into the parking lot and find a space right by the door. Another sign! However, it’s 9:45 in the morning, so probably not that karmic.

We do that nerdy looking fast walk (because we’d be breaking a rule if we ran) up to the boys’ department. As we frantically glance around, looking for anything resembling shoes, a sales clerk kindly stops helping the customer she is with and asks if she can help us, clearly sensing our frantic situation. She informs us that Macy’s doesn’t carry boys’ shoes (??) and that the best she could do is a size 7 in men’s. They would be big, but they would work! Luckily, my nine-year-old has huge feet.

We fast walk through the store, down two escalators, a poor guy moving aside so we could rush past him, and arrive at the men’s shoe department. No sales clerk. I finally get the attention of one in another department before I realize she’s helping another customer. What are all these people doing at Macy’s before 10:00 anyway? She proceeds to ditch the other customer and look up on her computer six different shoes, looking for a size seven or anything close. Nothing. The regular shoe department sales clerk shows up about this time and informs us that he has nothing smaller than an 8.5.

I decide we are screwed. I’m pretty sure I say as much to my kid. I ring my husband, thinking he could bring some shoes, knowing this is a Hail Mary, him being a half hour away and class starting in mere seconds. And then I see the women’s shoe department. I can surely find some women’s shoes that will work, can’t I?

We rush through the department, scanning the heels and loafers, and my gaze locks on the most perfect sight I have ever seen. Converse! Those are unisex, right? (Right? Please tell me that’s right.) I snatch up a white one and hold it up just when another precious, busy Macy’s employee says, “Can I get you a size?” Shout out to all the very helpful Macy’s employees who made this day possible!

While he’s in the back, I scan for socks and come up empty, but I do see something that I think may work – those footy things. You know, the little panty hose they keep for women to try on dress shoes? Score!

So I outfit my nine-year-old boy in the panty hose and women’s converse, and for the first time in my life, take a pair of shoes to the register not having a clue what they cost. I scan my card, and we are off.

I could keep going here with more about how the door was locked on cooking class, and we interrupted a very serious “classroom style” situation with way more people than I expected, and how mortified I was by that, being the rule follower I am. But I’m running long, so I’ll just sum up here.

As I realized we were going to be a good ten minutes late (good time considering what all we went through to get there), I thought and said out loud, “It’s not the end of the world if you are a few minutes late to cooking class.” And it wasn’t. He’s in there now, cracking eggs, stirring batter and learning how to cook a full breakfast. (Did I mention candied bacon is involved?) That’s what he’ll remember about today, not my panicked quest for closed-toed shoes.

So all you moms out there, give yourself a break. You have screwed up and you will keep screwing up. And thank God for it, because there is nothing worse in this world than a perfect mother.

Happy Mother’s Day!

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AWKWARD

Along with tens of thousands of other couples across the U.S., I spent Valentine’s eve watching Fifty Shades of Grey. Don’t worry, there are no spoiler alerts in this post, nor will I give any opinions of the movie.

What I will say is that I don’t know what I was thinking. I knew there would be racy scenes in this movie…I mean, it was the main point of the flick, right? But what I grossly miscalculated was the awkwardness that would wash over the entire theatre at the significant moments.

This particular sold-out showing was in the BigD theatre with a 78 foot wide screen and 7.1 surround sound. This is a fantastic theatre for, say, the latest Hunger Games or Thor movie. But there are certain things that don’t translate as smoothly to this particular movie experience.

Adding to the awkwardness was the guy to my left who was MISERABLE to be there. He huffed and he puffed, sitting up with his elbows on his knees, scrubbing his hands across his face and through his hair, checking his watch every two minutes. Then there was the senior citizen to my husband’s right who was so befuddled by the film that his way of dealing was to include my husband in his movie going experience, constantly making jokes and trying to get hubby to meet his eyes in a, “Can you believe that just happened?” kind of gesture.

Laughter broke out A LOT in this movie, mostly in parts that weren’t intended to be laughed at. Occasionally, Anastasia would make a funny, but you’d think we were watching the latest Anchorman movie. People clearly wanted to make this movie into something more comfortable for them in this public situation. But there was no escaping the utter and complete pin dropping silence that washed over the crowed of middle-aged couples during the significant parts. This was particularly awkward for the family that sat in front of us — a middle aged couple who were there with what appeared to be their parents/in-laws. Um hm.

So I left there with my lesson learned. There are certain movies that you must see on the big screen — the next installment in the Divergent series, next summer’s highly anticipated Batman/Superman thing. But others work best safely streamed to the privacy of your living room television.

EASY SERIES

 

SONG OF THE WEEK: Avid Dancer “I Want to See You Dance

I’m constantly on the hunt for newly discovered authors. I will try just about anything. Generally, I have found that I can tell about ten minutes into an audiobook whether or not I’m going to want to devote another six to twenty hours of my life to it.

Usually, when I’ve tried about four or five books in a row with nothing special standing out, I’ll fall back on an old faithful series. There are certain ones that are failsafes. These aren’t necessarily ones I have devoured in a matter of days (Hunger Games, Twilight, Divergent, etc.), but ones that I have chosen not to be a greedy reader with and to allow to rest while I check out other books, knowing that I’ll eventually get to them.

Here are some of my favorites. Give any one of them a try for an easy but interesting read.

Body Movers series by Stephanie Bond. You’ve got to love the unique concept of a family in the dead body moving business. There’s also a love square — one lady with three possible suitors who continue their pursuits of Carlotta’s affection throughout the series.

Sookie Stackhouse series by Charlaine Harris. Knowing True Blood wouldn’t last forever, I intentionally saved this series for when I needed an Eric Northman fix. The books are different enough from the show that I feel just familiar enough with the characters to have a good visual but am usually taken off guard at just the right spots.

Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich. When I need to laugh really hard and often, I pick up one of these novels. The first book is the funniest, as that is when Stephanie is at her most clueless, but I doubt there’s a bad one in the bunch. With twenty-one books to date, this is the series that keeps on giving.

Stella Hardesty (A Bad Day for Sorry) series by Sophie Littlefield. Badass older woman anyone? Stella’s mission in life is to help abused women by dispensing her own unique brand of justice. She’s not a cop, so anything’s fair game.

Jack Reacher series by Lee Child. I’m convinced there has never been a more thorough writer than Lee Child. Settle in and be patient. The payoff is always worth it.

 

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SONG OF THE WEEK: “My Sweet Summer” by Dirty Heads – because it’s January and I WANT SUMMER BACK!

I know I probably get on your nerves with my occasional inspirational posts. But it’s January. The buildup of the holidays is over, it’s freaking freezing outside, and all the Christmas cookies are gone. These next three months of the year, waiting for spring, can be downright debilitating.

So it’s a good thing I had lunch yesterday with two highly inspiring people. This friend of mine is one of those people who has been making it own her own since she was seventeen. She’s getting ready to earn her PhD in archeology. She takes teams into the jungle and digs for artifacts.

The other person at the lunch table thought it sounded fascinating, so he decided to drop everything and join her, having no idea what he was getting himself into. They regaled me with stories of their recent trip to the Belize jungle.

People are out there doing some really cool things. It’s easy to get caught up in the sameness of our world (says the girl who has been at the same company for nineteen years). Not to sound cliché, but life is short. It really is.

I’m a stressor. I always want to know what the worst case scenario is and be prepared for it. I envy those folks who roll the dice. I’ve seen it go really wrong for some friends who took huge risks. But they tried. They can say they tried. Two specific friends come to mind, and I have more respect for those two than most anyone I know.

Get to it. That’s what my friend told me at lunch yesterday. Whatever it is you want to do. Get to it. It’s time. Go. Do. Because if you don’t…

AN END TO AN ERA, OR MAYBE JUST TWO WEEKS

 

This year, Christmas and New Year’s did me the favor of falling on the absolute perfect days of the week. With Christmas Eve falling on Wednesday, and New Year’s Day falling on a Thursday, I was afforded the luxury of two solid guilt-free weeks off of work.

Let me tell you folks…this is the life. Having your days to yourself to do with as you wish is the most priceless gift one can be given. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate my day job. In fact, I’m better when I’m working when it comes to making and keeping appointments, exercising, eating better, and all kinds of good things that structure can do for us.

But these past two weeks have been revitalizing. I slept in, ate like a horse, breaking all of my “rules,” munching late at night, drinking spiked chocolate milk with whipped cream on top or my new favorite drink — milk with amaretto in it (try it, trust me). I watched television and got caught up on all my guilty pleasures (hello Revenge). And I laid up on my behind.

And I wrote. I wrote a lot, actually.

Monday, my regular routine kicks in. And I’m okay with that. I have some cool writerly things to luck forward to in February and am really looking forward to finishing my WIP and querying it. And when I start to feel the push of the rat race, I’ll just start counting down the days till next December.

Happy January, y’all!

YEAR IN REVIEW – 2014

 

Song of the Week – “It’s About Time” by Young the Giant

As another year comes to a close, many of us are prompted to review our year and set goals for the new one. When I think of how many years I possibly have (if I’m lucky) versus what I’ve accomplished and what I intend to accomplish, I can become anxious, which hopefully will transform into motivation.

I did get a few things done, but as is such in the writing world, time seems to move too fast for what I want to accomplish. I knew the road to publication would be long and rocky, and it certainly has proven me a truth teller in that respect. But I’m holding out for the right book and the right situation before I move forward with publication.

So this year, I finished a contemporary romance that I started in 2013. I then rewrote the entire book based on some solid feedback. Unfortunately, I am told that book will need a third rewrite, but I’m willing to do it. Whatever it takes to make it good. This book is one that pushed me way out of my comfort zone and required oodles of research. It taught me that you really can write about whatever the hell you want as long as you are willing to put in the work.

I finally finished my first young adult romance. I channeled my inner sixteen-year-old girl for that one and adored it. I’m even more excited about writing the second one in that series featuring a hot mess of a heroine who will be sure not to disappoint. If all goes well, I’ll be penning this book in 2015.

I also finished my first new adult novel. This one has been trickier. After I finished it, I read it and hated it, so it’s ready for a rewrite. I’ve even got a plot for the rewrite thanks to an incredible workshop I attended in October with the fabulous Cherry Adair. But the words aren’t flowing. I adore this lead character, and she is what keeps me coming back to the manuscript. I vowed to finish this rewrite by year’s end, but I got sidetracked with another book. I know, I know. We’re not supposed to do that, but I figured I’m not on deadline, and I better manuscript hop now while I still have the luxury.

Which brings me to my final project for the year–the women’s fiction novel I’ve been wanting to write since I first started writing. Some of us writers don’t always write what we want to write. We write what we think is publishable, or what we are advised to write by industry professionals. And there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that as long as we love what we are writing–and if we are writing it, they are our characters from our screwy brains, so we are bound to. But we salivate for the day we can write that one book that is so outside the box or the last thing agents and editors are interested in, but is the book of our heart. In the midst of my writer’s block for the new adult book, I plunged into my tasty, self-indulgent women’s fiction book, and I’m wallowing in it like a pig in slop.

Goals for 2015? #1 – Get published. Just kidding. I will not publish until the time and book is right, and I really don’t care how long that takes. I do want to finish this women’s fiction book, rewrite the contemporary, finish the new adult book, and write the second in my YA series. I’d also like to self-publish a series of contemporary beach romances that are written but need intensive, time-consuming editing. But, as Woody Allen says, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.”

Happy New Year to you and yours!