Thursday, November 1, 2012

Grace Doll by Jennifer Laurens - Guest Post and Excerpt!

Happy Thursday!

Welcome to my stop at Grace Doll Blog Tour! This tour is organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer and by the author Jennifer Laurens. My stop includes information about the book and author, guest post by Jennifer Laurens and an excerpt.

Book Summary:

Grace Doll had everything a girl could want: Fame. Fortune. Beauty.

Everything except, of course, her freedom. So when a powerful movie producer forces an experimental treatment on Grace--one that's purported to make beauty immortal--she stages her own death to escape him.

With the help of trusted friends, Grace slips into hiding. She's forever flawless, forever young and forever pursued by her past.

But when a stranger arrives on her doorstep, holding the key to a life she thought she'd left behind, Grace must decide between the safety she's known... and embracing the role she was born to play.

Author Bio:

I write YA books. Whatever my heart desires, I write. I don't have someone over my shoulder, in some office somewhere telling me what I can and cannot write. Or should and shouldn't write. I listen to my heart, the center of my muse, and trust my instincts.

I've written since junior high school. An only child, I grew up writing big stories about big families. I also write YA under the name of JM Warwick. My hometown of Palos Verdes, California figures in much of my work, as does my current home of Pleasant Grove, Utah and other favorite places. I love to travel.

They say "write what you know" and I do. I am a mother, I have six children, five cats and a huge doberman/dane dog. I have a supportive husband and we've been married 25 years. Our lives, though challenging with a handicapped child who has autism, are centered in our family.

My life experiences have worked into all of my novels. Some more heavily than others, but parts of me are in each story. I love stories rich in family drama, where family members overcome obstacles through love and miracles.


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Dear readers, Jennifer Laurens, the author of Grace Doll, has written a guest post for Me and Reading. Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to Jennifer!

Some of my favorite quotes from Grace Doll:

They wait for me, the crowd, like savages awaiting a sacrifice. They want me. What I am, what I have.

“You have something I want.”
“Good skin maybe?”

I shift, and the faintest waft of Dad whispers from the years, the depths, the life of the chair.
When I get up to leave, the imprint left behind will be mine.

Brenden opens the door and pauses in the jamb. “She’d probably rather be in here,” he says. “A Grace Doll movie is showing out in the lobby.”
Oscar’s brow furrows. “Oh for Pete’s sake, ask them to change the channel.”

I’ve never been fond of current music trends—except for the 60s when I listened to the Beetles, and a foray into the 80s when music became addictive with palatable pop. Whatever this is playing now sounds like devils being burned alive.

From the backseat of the cab, my view of Bel Air is reminiscent of countless rides in one of Rufus’ collected fleet. The area is mature, gorged with trees and year-round flowering shrubs fleshing out the affluent area like an aging actress clinging to beauty.

“Your slippers,” my voice cracks, “Are hot. I guess I thought everything in a panic bag might be more on the utilitarian side.”

My future is mine, both script and scene."I am Grace Doll."

Thanks, Inga, for allowing me to share!


Thanks, Jennifer, for coming by!

I already have a copy of Grace Doll and currently reading it. You should too, because it's good! To give you a teaser, here is an excerpt from Grace Doll!


Rufus slides into the empty canvas chair next to me, my hand still at his lips. His gaze pins me with black fire. “Jon was touching you.” He kisses each finger one by one.

My heart trembles beneath my breast. “He was greeting me, nothing more.”

With one last, penetrating stare, he stands, looking down at me. “Clear the set!”

Panic flutters in my veins. I grip the arms of the wooden chair. I can’t bear looking into the faces of those around me.

Silently, workers drift down from the rafters overhead. Set dressers, costume matrons, even Jonathan, quietly wind their way around sets, lights and cables.

“Jon!” Rufus booms.

Jonathan stops, turns.

“You. Stay.”

Oh no. No. Over and over the door of the soundstage opens and then thuds closed as the giant building empties.

Tomb-like silence follows. Jonathan doesn’t move.

“I’ve invited a photographer to take some photos, my darling.” Rufus leans close, his cigar-tainted breath filling my ear, nose. I close my eyes, forcing myself not to turn away.

He sets his finger under my chin and turns my face to his. “Grace, look at me.” He smiles at the fear I can’t disguise. “He’s very good, you’ll see.”

I have no doubt the photographer is good. Rufus doesn’t let anyone near me unless they are the best.

“And Jon…” he tosses over his shoulder without taking his gaze from mine. “Do your job. Make sure Grace’s makeup is perfect.”

I don’t dare glance at Jonathan, I’d infuriate Rufus.

A little man dressed in baggy slacks, tweed coat and a lop-sided hat appears. He sets up his equipment at the edge of the set. The long, stick legs of the camera spread out like spears beneath it. The man nods at Jonathan as if he senses the tension building.

Rufus takes my hand, bringing me to my feet. He scans me from head to toe. “Take off the robe.”
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