If you've been on my blog before, you know I love me some Jimena Novaro!! She's ma girl!! I am SO STOKED to be participating in her blog tour for the release of Blue Rabbit!! I am SO reading it, and you should too!! Let's read and discuss!!
PS. Be sure to read the whole post because there is a giveaway at the end!!
Writing Blue Rabbit: My Diary!
Thank you for hosting me, Erin! Hello, readers of Erin’s blog―thank you for stopping by! Today I wanted to give you all a little peek into what writing Blue Rabbit was like! So for that, I’ve pulled out my diary and my iPod (which I occasionally used as a diary, too) and extracted a few snippets. Here we go: 
I remember this! I’d just started writing the novel the previous week. You know when you first start a relationship and everything’s new and perfect and beautiful and you have no idea how rough things are going to get? Ah, nostalgia....
My main character, Erika, likes to use big words, and I had fun looking things up and writing them down for future use.
The above is my attempt to sort out the main themes of the novel.
I actually did name all the chapters after song titles or fragments of song lyrics (except for one)!
Unfortunately, writing the first draft is only the beginning, but I didn’t know that then. By the end of revision, I’d rewritten more than half the novel. Thank goodness for my beta readers, because I had a ton of gaps in the story and continuity errors galore!
I actually had this dream while revising. (Well, when I took a break to sleep between revision marathons). It doesn’t have much to do with Blue Rabbit, but I thought I’d share it with you anyway, because SHARK ROBOTS!
The words of a distressed writer with rabbits on her mind.
Whew! Thus ends your peek into this writer’s life. I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading!
ABOUT BLUE RABBIT
In Knoxville, Tennessee, there’s a bridge to another world.
When they first cross it, Erika and her friends feel like they’ve stumbled into a dream. Magical and mysterious, the other world becomes their little paradise, a place to explore and escape from their everyday lives. Until one night a boy from school, Mike, follows them to the other side―and he’s kidnapped by strange and powerful Creatures. Back home, everyone thinks Erika and the gang are responsible for Mike’s disappearance. The dream has become a nightmare. How can they negotiate with these Creatures to rescue Mike and clear their names? And why are the Creatures fixated on Erika, who feels drawn to their world even as she senses the danger?
ABOUT JIMENA NOVARO
Jimena Novaro always knew she would be a writer. It just took her a few years to realize that she wanted to do it full-time, and relegate things like going into outer space and being an opera prima donna to hobbies. She loves reading and writing science fiction, fantasy, and YA. A self-proclaimed geeky sort of nerd, she spends a lot of her time fangirling over her favorite shows, books, and bands and educating herself about super-important topics such as how to survive an arrow wound and whether or not you can shoot a gun in space. Sometimes she gets super serious and rants about some socio-political issue or other.
She’s a member of the awesome fantasy authors group Mystic Quills. You can find her free epic fantasy serial, The Withering Sword, on her website (a new chapter comes out every Sunday!) Her first book, Blue Rabbit, a YA urban fantasy, comes out this December! Find her here: Website: http://www.jimenanovaro.com/ Twitter: http://twitter.com/JimenaNovaro Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7170198.Jimena_Novaro Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JimenaNovaroWriter
GIVEAWAY!!!
BIG NEWS! If you add Blue Rabbit to your "want to read" list on Goodreads, you'll be entered in a drawing to win 1 of 5 books on Blue Rabbit release day!! So hurry to do that!! :)
Comments
12/26/2013 9:05pm
I love this peek into your writing process, Jimena! I always find it fascinating to see how the minds of other authors work. Thank you for sharing!
12/27/2013 5:17am
I'm glad you liked it, Jay! I also love seeing other authors' processes. Everyone has their own unique way of writing and going through the whole adventure! :)
Erin Albert
12/27/2013 2:46pm
Definitely SO interesting!! Don't take a peek in my mind though...you might run screaming! LOL! ;)
12/30/2013 6:57am
Well... taking TOO deep a look in my mind might make people run and scream, too. :P
12/27/2013 5:14am
Thank you, thank you!! I love me some Erin Albert. ;)
Erin Albert
12/27/2013 2:46pm
My pleasure, lovely!! I love ya, girlie!! <3
12/27/2013 7:59pm
Cool post! I love getting a glimpse into the writing process, especially when it's as creative as Jimena's!
12/30/2013 6:44am
Thank you, Josh! There's also some head-to-desk action that the snippets don't capture.
12/27/2013 8:11pm
Congrats, Jimena!! This sounds awesome :) Definitely looking forward to reading it!
12/30/2013 6:46am
Yay! Thank you, Meradeth! I hope you enjoy it!
12/27/2013 11:45pm
Flippin' bunny guts… sorry, can't stop laughing:D That was great!
12/30/2013 6:49am
During the revision process I needed to come up with creative ways to swear or risk boring myself silly. :D
12/30/2013 3:09am
It's always neat to see how many people craft their novels! And the cover for Blue Rabbit is gorgeous!
Take care, Jennifer
12/30/2013 6:55am
I'm glad you enjoyed the post, Jennifer! I love the cover, too.
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(Blurb): Jack isn’t a rock star. He’s not the leader of a MC. He isn’t a billionaire. Lily’s not the daughter of a mob boss, or a stripper, or a virgin with a BDSM fascination. They’re just regular college kids, who somehow found each other in the middle of all the crap and chaos of growing up.
“With you, Jack, it was the first time I ever felt real. It was the first time anyone looked at me and saw substance. It was the first time I wanted to make someone see me.”
Jack and Lily have navigated his past, her desire to move on from her family’s demands of her, his depression, and her loneliness. Now, on New Year’s Eve, they have an entire year laid out ahead of them. First, though, Jack needs to meet Lily’s family, to be welcomed into her life. It’s intimidating, but with a sweater that is way too hot and his grandmother’s ugly car, he arrives at Lily’s gleaming house on a hill, ready to open himself up completely to her.
Inside the perfect, sparkling house, Lily waits for the boy she has come to love. But Lily’s house and family are a lot like her – shiny and pretty on the outside, with a sad emptiness on the interior. Lily wants to give Jack the one thing he has always dreamed of – family and love – but can she keep him from seeing how hollow a lot of the picture perfect life he fantasizes about really is?
This is a novella length work that follows Forget Me Not and Lily of the Valley.
Book Information:
Published By: Sarah Daltry
Published: Oct 24, 2013
Genre: Erotica
Age group: New Adult
Word Count: 29,000
Excerpt:
I take his hand and pull him down beside me on my bed. I feel so complete in his arms, as if nothing can go wrong when he holds me. It’s all the other stuff. The world, people, pressure. Maybe it’s a little fear that things just ended with Derek. That one day, as quickly as I fell for Jack, I also fell out of love with Derek. I don’t have enough experience to know if that’s normal. What if it happens again?
“What? Tell me,” Jack whispers.
“Have you ever felt like your entire life is some surrealist’s joke? That you think you’re in control of it, while really, you’re probably just…”
“A melting clock?” he finishes and laughs. I look at him, disappointed that I can’t explain it, but also relieved that he doesn’t care.
“All the fucking time,” he says. “I know you’re scared. I know I’m scared. But I seem to remember you telling me that I should remember what matters. I made you a promise, princess. Yes, your house intimidates me. Your life intimidates me. Hell, loving you intimidates me. But I’m in this. I’m here. Present. Entirely. I’m looking only forward. And all I see is you.”
“Take the damn book,” I tell him. “I just wanted to show you that I have faith in us. It was a conscious decision to give you something that was a very special gift to me, to tell you that I trust you with it, because I trust you to be there. Long term.”
He takes me in his arms and kisses me. I decide I won’t stop him if he goes further, but he doesn’t. Our bodies crackle with the energy between us, but as much as the sex thrills me, Jack does so much more for my mind than his body could even do. I can’t believe how alive I feel when he’s near me. Perhaps it’s selfish. Perhaps it’s desperate. But I want him here in my life; I want him with me, because I love being this aware.
I speak against his cheek, while his hands slowly explore my body. It’s sensual but not sexual. He’s studying me like a work of art. “I don’t want to fall out of love with you. I thought Derek was all I ever wanted. I don’t want to be in the same place with you a year from now.”
“You won’t be,” he tells me.
“How do you know?”
He kisses along my face, brushing his lips against my cheek, my forehead, my nose, but never reaching my mouth. “I don’t know how. But I do.”
I love that he can put aside his doubts to ease my own. I know Jack’s had so much trouble in his life, and the fact that he can comfort me, when my problems are so petty and stupid in the scheme of things, is one more thing I love so much. “I know I’m shallow. But I don’t want to be, Jack.”
“You’re not shallow. You’re not empty. Anything you think of yourself – it’s crazy. If you want to talk about surreal, it’s the fact that you think you’re less than something. Maybe you didn’t get shit on the same way I did in high school, but clearly, people have underestimated you. They missed out on you. And you have every right to be hurt. But, Lily? No one will ever hurt you again.”
I smile. “Thanks. I’m sorry I’m being so moody. It’s probably hormones or something. I think I’m just frustrated.”
“Yeah?” He laughs. “Well… I mean… I can help you relieve some of that.”
He’s on top of me and I don’t care that it wasn’t exactly what I meant. I don’t care that someone could walk in. Someone probably will walk in, since eventually they’ll come looking, but I don’t care at all. I want to belong to Jack, and I don’t know any other way to do so.
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Amazon UK
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Apple
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All Romance
“With you, Jack, it was the first time I ever felt real. It was the first time anyone looked at me and saw substance. It was the first time I wanted to make someone see me.”
Jack and Lily have navigated his past, her desire to move on from her family’s demands of her, his depression, and her loneliness. Now, on New Year’s Eve, they have an entire year laid out ahead of them. First, though, Jack needs to meet Lily’s family, to be welcomed into her life. It’s intimidating, but with a sweater that is way too hot and his grandmother’s ugly car, he arrives at Lily’s gleaming house on a hill, ready to open himself up completely to her.
Inside the perfect, sparkling house, Lily waits for the boy she has come to love. But Lily’s house and family are a lot like her – shiny and pretty on the outside, with a sad emptiness on the interior. Lily wants to give Jack the one thing he has always dreamed of – family and love – but can she keep him from seeing how hollow a lot of the picture perfect life he fantasizes about really is?
This is a novella length work that follows Forget Me Not and Lily of the Valley.
Book Information:
Published By: Sarah Daltry
Published: Oct 24, 2013
Genre: Erotica
Age group: New Adult
Word Count: 29,000
Excerpt:
I take his hand and pull him down beside me on my bed. I feel so complete in his arms, as if nothing can go wrong when he holds me. It’s all the other stuff. The world, people, pressure. Maybe it’s a little fear that things just ended with Derek. That one day, as quickly as I fell for Jack, I also fell out of love with Derek. I don’t have enough experience to know if that’s normal. What if it happens again?
“What? Tell me,” Jack whispers.
“Have you ever felt like your entire life is some surrealist’s joke? That you think you’re in control of it, while really, you’re probably just…”
“A melting clock?” he finishes and laughs. I look at him, disappointed that I can’t explain it, but also relieved that he doesn’t care.
“All the fucking time,” he says. “I know you’re scared. I know I’m scared. But I seem to remember you telling me that I should remember what matters. I made you a promise, princess. Yes, your house intimidates me. Your life intimidates me. Hell, loving you intimidates me. But I’m in this. I’m here. Present. Entirely. I’m looking only forward. And all I see is you.”
“Take the damn book,” I tell him. “I just wanted to show you that I have faith in us. It was a conscious decision to give you something that was a very special gift to me, to tell you that I trust you with it, because I trust you to be there. Long term.”
He takes me in his arms and kisses me. I decide I won’t stop him if he goes further, but he doesn’t. Our bodies crackle with the energy between us, but as much as the sex thrills me, Jack does so much more for my mind than his body could even do. I can’t believe how alive I feel when he’s near me. Perhaps it’s selfish. Perhaps it’s desperate. But I want him here in my life; I want him with me, because I love being this aware.
I speak against his cheek, while his hands slowly explore my body. It’s sensual but not sexual. He’s studying me like a work of art. “I don’t want to fall out of love with you. I thought Derek was all I ever wanted. I don’t want to be in the same place with you a year from now.”
“You won’t be,” he tells me.
“How do you know?”
He kisses along my face, brushing his lips against my cheek, my forehead, my nose, but never reaching my mouth. “I don’t know how. But I do.”
I love that he can put aside his doubts to ease my own. I know Jack’s had so much trouble in his life, and the fact that he can comfort me, when my problems are so petty and stupid in the scheme of things, is one more thing I love so much. “I know I’m shallow. But I don’t want to be, Jack.”
“You’re not shallow. You’re not empty. Anything you think of yourself – it’s crazy. If you want to talk about surreal, it’s the fact that you think you’re less than something. Maybe you didn’t get shit on the same way I did in high school, but clearly, people have underestimated you. They missed out on you. And you have every right to be hurt. But, Lily? No one will ever hurt you again.”
I smile. “Thanks. I’m sorry I’m being so moody. It’s probably hormones or something. I think I’m just frustrated.”
“Yeah?” He laughs. “Well… I mean… I can help you relieve some of that.”
He’s on top of me and I don’t care that it wasn’t exactly what I meant. I don’t care that someone could walk in. Someone probably will walk in, since eventually they’ll come looking, but I don’t care at all. I want to belong to Jack, and I don’t know any other way to do so.
Purchase Links:
Amazon
Amazon UK
Smashwords
Apple
Barnes and Noble
All Romance
