Hey all! I have another cover to reveal today from the amazing author
Lisa Burstein and Entangled Teen! So look below for the Dear Cassie Cover with a special excerpt!
Also Lisa is hosting an EPIC CONTEST to celebrate DEAR CASSIE’ s
cover reveal. Lisa wants you guys to
share diary entries of your favorite fictional characters with her. That’s
right, choose ANY character from books, TV, movies, a cereal box and write a
500-750 length diary entry from their point of view.
Lisa and Entangled Teen will choose the top 5 and then let the masses
vote on their favorite. The favorite will be published in the final version of
DEAR CASSIE. You read that right, published with the author’s name! The
additional four will win $20 book buying gift cards.
So get diary-ing! Send you entries to prettyamystories@yahoo.com by
January 1st!
Voting for the top 5 will begin January 7th, with the winner being
announced January 14th!
Now on to the cover!!!!
Dear Cassie
Lisa Burstein
Release Date: March 5, 2013
Paperback: 352 pages
Publisher: Entangled Teen
ISBN: 1620612542
What if the last place you should fall in love is the first place that you do?You’d think getting sent to Turning Pines Wilderness Camp for a month-long rehabilitation “retreat” and being forced to re-live it in this journal would be the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.You’d be wrong.There’s the reason I was sent to Turning Pines in the first place: I got arrested. On prom night. With my two best friends, who I haven’t talked to since and probably never will again. And then there’s the real reason I was sent here. The thing I can’t talk about with the guy I can’t even think about.What if the moment you've closed yourself off is the moment you start to break open?But there’s this guy here. Ben. And the more I swear he won’t—he can’t—the deeper under my skin he’s getting. After the thing that happened, I promised I’d never fall for another boy’s lies.And yet I can’t help but wonder…what if?
Get Lisa’s first book PRETTY AMY!
DEAR CASSIE
excerpt:
We kept walking
on the lake trail, the bullfrogs croaking. There was also a humming in my ears
from the nicotine.
It could only be from the nicotine. It had
nothing to do with being outside, at night, alone with Ben. It had nothing to
do with Ben coming to the cabin and taking me instead of Nez and it definitely
had nothing to do with the stars above us shining like they were the sky’s tiara.
I stopped on the
trail and looked up, taking them in, when all of a sudden bright colored lights
exploded in the sky—fireworks, one after another, on top of each other, huge
kaleidoscopes of light, like sparkling rainbow spiders.
“How did you know?”
I asked, my voice going softer, like if I talked too loudly they would stop. It
was so beautiful, after weeks of so much ugly.
Ben turned to
look at me, the colored lights in the sky turning his skin pink, blue, green.
“I’m magic.” He shrugged.
I geared up to
tell him to fuck off, because that was some corny-ass shit, but then I realized
that he really kind of was. In that moment he was able to actually make me
forget being me.
“I would try to kiss you,” he said, “but I’m
afraid you’d kick me in the balls.”
“I probably
would.” I laughed, the sky filling with noisy color like paint launching from a
giant popcorn popper. “But like I said, it wouldn't be about you.”
“I guess I’ll
have to figure out how to make it about me,” he said, taking off his boots and
socks and standing. “Come on.”
“There is no way
I am getting near that water again,” I said.
“I’ll make sure
nothing happens to you,” he said, holding his hand out to help me up.
I looked at his palm, open,
waiting, just wanting to hold mine. For once, I didn't think about anything
except that there was a cute, sweet, smart-ass boy standing in front of me with
his hand out.
I pulled off my
boots and socks and took it.
We stood at the lake-shore our hands still clasped, the water licking our feet, fireworks
decorating the sky.
I turned to him.
He was looking up, his mouth open in wonder like he was trying to swallow the
moment.
It was
definitely one worth keeping.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Lisa Burstein is a tea seller by day and a writer by night. She
received her MFA in Fiction from the Inland Northwest Center for Writers at
Eastern Washington University. She lives in Portland, OR, with her very patient
husband, a neurotic dog and two cats. Dear Cassie is her second novel.
Where you can find Lisa:
I love this cover so much!! It's so simple and pretty.
ReplyDelete