Release date: July 7, 2017
Length: 24,300 words
Cover Design: Simon Searle
Blurb
Finley Harrington despairs of ever being able to move on
after the death of Andrew, the love of his life. When he spots an advertisement
for auditions for Cats, the last
musical Andrew performed in, Finley acts on the spur of the moment and calls
for an appointment to audition.
Much to Fin’s surprise, he gets the part he hopes for, but
during his struggles with stage-fright, and the teasing of a fellow actor, Karl
Rogers, he wonders if he’s made a huge mistake. But Karl’s irritating persona
hides a different person inside, and when Fin gets to know him, he develops a
surprising attraction to him.
Could Karl be the person to help Fin move on from the past,
or is he destined to remain alone?
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Excerpt
Anger filled me—anger than I’d let that
man get to me so much. But at the same time, I was upset.
I’d failed myself and I’d failed Andrew. I’d have to go groveling to Maurice
and tell him I wasn’t cut out for it, assuming Maurice didn’t tell me to take a
hike first. Unhappiness overtook the anger, and two fat tears squeezed from the
corners of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I sunk my head into my hands and
snuffled miserably, so intent on my own feelings I didn’t hear the door open.
“What’s up, Pussycat?”
I cringed at the sound of Karl’s voice. He was the last
person I wanted to see at that moment. I groped for some tissues to wipe my
face, and just before I began to scrub at my tears, and my makeup along with
it, Karl grabbed my wrists.
“Don’t, you’ll ruin your makeup.”
I lifted my gaze to Karl’s face. Strangely his expression
was one of sympathy.
“What do you want?” I croaked. “Can’t you leave me alone for
two minutes?”
“They’re all waiting for you. Maurice wants you to give the
dance another go.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he does. I’m sure he’s waiting to tell me to
go home and forget this stupid idea of being on the stage.” I jerked my hands
free and dabbed carefully at my cheeks.
“What happened out there?” Karl asked.
“I fucked up, or hadn’t you noticed? I’m surprised you’ve
nothing to say about it.” I adopted his usual taunting tone. “Whoever heard of
a cat falling over its own feet? Golly, Mummy and Daddy will be so disappointed.”
Karl’s face fell and he lowered his bright green eyes.
“Cat got your tongue?” I sneered.
“I’m sorry.” He looked up again. “I mean it. I know I go too
far sometimes. I only joke around, but I think everyone sees me as the clown
and just laughs at the stuff I say. I’m sorry if I’ve said things that upset
you.”
“The trouble is, you don’t think at all. You take the piss
out of everyone and the hell with how they might feel about it.” My anger
returned and my tears dried. I was furious with the man who made my life a
misery for the past two days. I’d started to dread the show even more than I
dreaded the stage-fright, due to the thought of having to spend six months
seeing him every day. I remembered I overcame the stage-fright before, and I
could certainly do it again if I didn’t have to contend with the idiot’s
torment. I sprang to my feet. “Do you want to know why I’m really doing this?”
Author Bio
Louise Lyons comes from a
family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry
anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the church, and her grandmother sparked
her inspiration with tales of fantasy.
Louise first ventured into
writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls
and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years
later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered
FanFiction in her late twenties. Posting stories based on some of her favourite
movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave
Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her
take her writing "hobby" more seriously.
Louise lives in the UK,
about an hour north of London, with a mad dog called Casper, and a collection
of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day,
and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to
run long-distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her
feet are pounding the open road. She often races home afterward, and grabs pen
and paper to make notes.
Louise has always been a
bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her
car and bike are her pride and job, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows,
and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but
herself.
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