Saturday, August 4, 2012

Flame Red: Kristen Beairsto

First off I need to apologies for publishing this at the wrong date. Both to CBLS Promotions and the Author Kristen Beairsto. The fault is entirely my own. This was unprofessional and there are no excuse for that. This said I am truly delighted to do a review on the excerpt I have received from this book Love like Krazy.

            Being a writer, a lot of people assume anything involving words automatically falls into my realm of expertise.  As much as I really wish this were true, I have to admit it’s not.  Writing a story, I flatter myself to say I feel like I can handle.  Writing a catchy book summary, ok, with some time, a dictionary, thesaurus, and a healthy supply of diet soda, I can work my way to a pretty good one.  Coming up with a catchy title . . . 
            Snappy titles and catchy phrases have never been my strong suit.  I’ve always struggled coming up with titles for things and fully admit I am a very bright and vivid green with envy for those who can pop something off with minimal thought or effort.
            This issue is at the forefront of my mind at the moment because I’m trying to come up with a title for a book scheduled to come out in December.  Everything I come up with feels like it’s been done a million times before, clich├ęd or trite.
Coming up with the title Love Like Krazy took me, literally, years.  I wrote the very first, and totally unworthy of the light of day version, a little over ten years ago.  A couple years ago, I pulled the old girl out and dusted her off and polished her up (*cough* a lot).  I originally called it Coming Home, but when I researched to see how many other books had that name, everyone and their mother had a book with the same title or something similar.  So after some painful naming sessions, I changed it to Home of the Heart, which I liked.  For a little while.  But it sounded just a little too sappy after a time.  Finally I decided I should do a play on words from the heroine’s nickname.  After several variations, I finally reached Love Like Krazy and felt satisfied it was good enough.
            For my next release, due out in September, I feel like I had an unfair advantage.  My story involves three friends who own a lingerie catalog company called Sugar & Spice, Inc.  The name of the book?  Sugar & Spice.  Well, in my world, lingerie and romance goes hand in hand so naming the story after the heroine’s company seemed like a no brainer.
            So now, here I am with a third book written and beginning the first stages of editing and I cannot for the life of me figure out a decent title for it.  This is one of those times I really wish being a writer automatically meant I had a talent for anything to do with words.  *Sigh*
            Ever struggle with something people in general assumed you were good at?

Title: Love Like Krazy
Author: Kristen Beairsto
Publisher: Self
Length: 122 pages
Genre: Romance
Sub-Genre: Contemporary
Dates: July 16-August 31
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Most women would probably be offended at being mistaken for a stripper, but Kit Conner finds the situation rather comical. But despite Kit’s outward appearance of being able to handle just about anything, few are aware of the dark secrets Kit harbors and the demons she hides by cloaking herself in a wall of crazy antics and an outrageous fashion sense. As she returns to her hometown to play the role of maid of honor for her best friend’s wedding, Kit’s determined to hold on to those she holds dear for as long as she can. The only thing standing in her way is the absurd attraction she feels for Benjamin Mathews.

Benjamin Mathews is a guy who appreciates things to be slow, steady, and safe. Ben knows many consider him to be boring, but he’s happy with his life and loves the horse ranch he runs with his brother. The only thing he worries about is surviving the planning of his brother’s wedding.

With a wedding between Kit’s best friend and Ben’s younger brother fraying the nerves of everyone involved, Kit’s return home brings out her dark secrets into the light. The emotional overload starts to weigh on Kit and she begins to see Ben as an anchor. As their relationship intensifies, Kit struggles to believe they might actually have a future and soon finds herself fighting for the love she never thought possible.

Ben and Greg arranged things so everyone could relax for the first few hours before the real entertainment showed up. Ben glanced at his watch and noted the stripper would show up in about an hour.

As he grabbed a beer for himself, he started to head towards the poker table. As he moved passed the front window, he heard the music before he saw its source. Loud blaring techno music nearly drowned out the country music behind him. It came from within a black Cadillac convertible pulling into the driveway. The New York plates said KRAZYLV.

The music suddenly died as the occupant in the Caddy turned the engine off. The driver’s head was covered in a red zebra stripped cowboy hat obscuring their face. As the driver climbed out, however, he had no doubt in his mind she was female.

Ben first saw the flame red cowboy boots step out of the car. She turned to close the car door and turned her back to him. Above the boots, red leather pants hugged every curve of two very long legs and wide hips. From there, a red tank top clung with a plunging neckline covering her torso, which included a flat stomach and large breasts. Long blonde hair curled at the ends around her breasts. But as she turned her back to him, Ben discovered the top only covered the front of her and a few crisscrossed strings held the top on in the back, exposing smooth skin. She bent over to grab something from the backseat of the car and displayed a very nice view Ben greatly appreciated.

When she turned to face him fully, he saw she still wore sunglasses despite the sun being almost completely set. Even from the distance he stood, Ben could see the deep red lipstick she wore, the heart shaped mouth practically invited a kiss. But between the sunglasses and hat brim pulled down, he still couldn’t see her face clearly.

She was an hour early, he mused, but he would forgive her since she was sure to stir the party up.

Outside, Kit pulled her backpack from the backseat of her Caddy, turned and glanced up at the two-story house where her best friend lived. She grinned, studying the exterior of the home. Apparently, her best friend was well on her way to becoming a Matthews.

The Matthews were one of the wealthiest and most influential families in the small California town. Raymond Matthews, Greg and Ben’s father, was a banker and venture capitalist. His wife, Loren, up until recently was a highly successful businesswoman and now, from what Kit understood, spent her extra time with her philanthropy. But unlike most of the rich people she came to know and meet, the Matthews were genuine people.

Of course, Ray and Loren Matthews weren’t above using a regal demeanor when the moment called for it, she mused.

Yep, Anne was well cared for, Kit decided as she started up the drive towards the front door. As she stepped closer, Kit realized she heard the low hum of country music and remembered the bachelor party Anne told her about. She smiled in anticipation as she wondered whether or not the stripper arrived yet.

Before Kit reached the door, it opened and Ben stepped out.

He still looked the same, she decided. Tall and handsome, with wide shoulders screaming lean on me, and those piercing midnight eyes.

Kit sighed inwardly as she felt the familiar flutter in her stomach. Damn, she was still attracted to him. Oh well, she dealt with it as a teenager, she could deal with it as a grown woman.

“Hi, you’re early, but that’s all right.” He looked down at her backpack and frowned. “If you don’t have a stereo or anything, that’s fine, but I hope you have your own music. I don’t think you’d like dancing to the stuff we have.”

Kit frowned, confused.

Ben watched her heart shaped mouth frown, the rest of her face still obscured from view. The backpack she carried didn’t seem to carry much. He certainly hoped she had her own music, for the price they were paying, the least she could do was provide her own music.

After a moment, a seductive smile slipped across her mouth. There was something oddly familiar about her, but unable to see the majority of her face because of her hat, sunglasses, and the dark, Ben wasn’t sure how he might know her.

“Don’t worry, sugar,” she offered in a husky tone, “I’ve got my own tunes.”

He gave her a friendly smile and nodded. “Good. Why don’t I announce you first?” He turned, opened the door and stood in the doorway, blocking the view inside the house. Ben asked someone to turn off the stereo. “Now, gentlemen, I would like to introduce the real entertainment of the night,” Ben announced.

Moving aside, Ben turned and motioned for Kit to step inside. The seductive smile stayed in place as she stepped over the threshold of the door. A few men whistled in appreciation, a few others gave catcalls.

Smugly watching his buddies’ reactions, Ben saw her mouth curve from the corner of his eye. Glancing down, Ben noticed she had yet to remove the sunglasses. Seeing her seductive smile change, something else nagged his brain.

“Honey, no offense, but what’s your costume?” Ben whispered out of the corner of his mouth.

Ben watched the amused smile spread fully across her lips. Pulling her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose, she turned slightly so the light in the room fully illuminated her face. She looked at him over the top of the glasses with familiar wide pale blue eyes dancing with mischief.

Ben felt his stomach hit the floor.

Her lips parted to reveal white even teeth. “A maid of honor,” she drawled with a knowing wink.

About the Author:
An avid reader since she first learned to read, Kristen discovered romance novels as a teenager. And what can she say? She was a goner. Kristen discovered she’s a sucker for a good love story, strong characters, and that all-important happily ever after. She wrote her first novel length story at the age of eleven and after falling in love with romance novels, her writing started featuring romantic elements.

When Kristen’s not reading or writing, she’s hanging out with friends, family, her two rambunctious daughters, and her exceedingly tolerate husband. She’s also a huge New York sports fan.


My Review: 5 Stars
Just reading her post placed a smile on my lips. I can relate not always knowing a catchy title for something quickly. Her vibrancy and energy came through in life and in the expert I read about the book.
I read enough to go and buy the book. It was intriguing and interesting with a dash of humor on the side.
The whole idea that a stripper comes as the Maid of Honor to be seen as the awaited stripper sounds like a good plot to a good story. She has captured my attention from the start and I think the character Ben is in for a great surprise seeing that he does know her even if he did not recognize her at that point.
The description of the all dressed in red young woman has a vivid picture in my mind that this would lead up to a hilarious out come.
Looking forward to the book.

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