Meet The Newbies is a blog event co-hosted by Dana @DanaSquare and I, in which we introduce you to all of the new kids in school, the 2015 debut authors!
Meet Jenn Marie Thorne:
Meet Her Debut Novel:
Set against a backdrop of politics, family, and first love, this is a story of personal responsibility, complicated romance, and trying to discover who you are even as everyone tells you who you should be.
Jenn's debut was heartwarming and lovely, you can check out my review here. Today Jenn plays two truths and a lie!
Two Truths and a Lie
I'm a fiction writer, through and through--so much so that my journals often jump from descriptions of daily minutiae to imagined conversations between the people sitting across the room from me at Panera to detailed descriptions of books I will never write. My head stays in the clouds for much of the day, so that sometimes it's hard for even me to tell what's boring old truth and what's fiction. See if you've got better luck with the following two truths…and a lie. Bwahahahahaaa. (Post your guesses in the comments! If you're right, I'll DM you on Twitter and we can form a secret society of people who have read this blog post.)
1) My mom once hired a pet psychic to find out why our golden retriever was limping. He told her that the tile floors hurt his feet, but didn't get much further than that, because our fat orange cat Wembley started butting into the conversation with complaints of his own. He wanted to know why he was tired and winded all the time when he tried to chase birds. My mom had the psychic tell Wembley that it was because he was fat and out of shape. Wembley's reply has become our family's favorite quote: "I don't care. I love to eat, and I'm not gonna stop!"
2) When I was in elementary school, I faked a food allergy. Other kids in my class had allergies and I wasn't allergic to anything, so I felt boring and excluded and told my teachers that I was allergic to food coloring. So whenever there was a birthday party, they took extra care to give me slices of cake without icing or bright colors. Sometimes I had to sit out treats, but I still never admitted it and, as far as I know, they never figured it out.
3) I lived with my dad, stepmom and brother in a haunted house in Charleston. It was a rental we were staying in while the house they live in now was being built. It wasn't particularly old, not by Charleston standards, but I never liked it. It gave me a sick, uneasy feeling every time I set foot inside, but I thought at first that it was the tacky linoleum floors or the bug-infested garden I was reacting to. One night, I was up late reading in bed, the rest of the family asleep, when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and stopping halfway. Then coming up the stairs again, from the bottom. And then again. And again. I ran and shut my door, but in the morning it was open, and my parents told me they'd woken up to find it that way. After we moved out, my stepmom confessed that she'd seen the upper torso of a woman on more than one occasion, and even my skeptical father had heard and felt someone walking up behind him as he packed up our bathroom, only to find no one there.
There you have it. Two truths and a lie. Start your guesses!
Jenn is kindly giving away a signed copy of her book, button, and bookmark to one lucky (international) winner!
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