Dina Rae - The Best Seller - Virtual Book Tour
Sci-Fi / Romance
Date Published: May 31, 2016
When Maya Smock writes her first novel, everything seems to go her
way. Her book practically writes itself. She marries her gorgeous agent. Her
name is on all of the best seller lists. Billionaire author Jay McCallister
takes an interest in her meteoric rise to fame and invites her into his world
of alien-believing celebrities. Her life changes forever when he tells her that
they were both created inside of a laboratory. These authors are embedding an
alien genetic code within the pages of their novels that originated from Nazi
Germany because…
The time has come. They are here.
The time has come. They are here.
Excerpt:
Before fame and before fortune, I lived in a tiny one bedroom apartment in Las Vegas. My rent and bills prevented me from saving money, but at least I managed to avoid debt. At twenty-one years old, I was proud to live alone and support myself. I didn’t have a car. My clothes, appliances, and furniture were all purchased from resale shops. I didn’t have anything nice, but I had everything I needed. My apartment building was questionable. There were numerous break-ins. I got scared enough to buy a gun off of my neighbor. I also bought a big knife that I kept underneath my pillow. Someday I hoped to move into a nice house with a husband and dog, maybe even kids. Out of loneliness I would have occasional company, usually a nameless face that I met in a bar. Sex was easy. Feelings were not. After several weeks of blogging and then several more weeks of Eric’s nagging, I set out to write a novel. Characters, various settings, and plot lines appeared out of nowhere when daydreaming. All I had to do was record the scenes that played inside of my head. On sleepless nights, I would often type in a frenzy as flashes of the story burned through my fingers like electricity. I was extremely particular on my wording and chapter arrangement. The writing process became more of a task than coming up with the actual plot. When my laptop wasn’t handy, I’d write on napkins, receipts, paper towels, or anything within reach. I took my scraps home and carefully added them into the story. I did not have a printer. Two months after I started my novel I took my flash drive to the library and printed
the manuscript.
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