I first "met" Sariah Wilson almost six years ago when I was introduced to the Six LDS Writers and a Frog blog by the esteemed Kerry Blair, author of such light-hearted mystery romances such as "Ghost of a Chance," and "Mummy's the Word," and "This Just In" while at one of her book signings in Phoenix. I would clicked into that website Monday through Friday where most of the time I could read the witty posts of a blended family of writers so diverse yet compatible they never had a harsh word for each other. You don't get that in most blood-realated families in these times.
I had just started writing, and being able to "hang around" other writers while they talked about their individual experiences in publishing was priceless. I'd never read a blog before--didn't know what one was--until then. It took me weeks to work up the courage to actually leave a comment. My hands shook like golden aspen leaves in a strong autumn breeze while I typed those few words knowing for sure I would come off sounding totally stupid. I only received encouragement from these good people. Sariah Wilson had found the best of the best when she recruited Jeffery Savage (aka J. Scott Savage), Julie Coulter Bellon, Kerry Blair, Robison Wells, and Stephanie Black. Nobody knew this except for one person, but I even guest-blogged the part of the ugly frog once. Or maybe it was twice--I can't remember.
Now, a year after Six LDS Writers and a Frog broke up, Sariah has written one of the funniest stories I've read in such a long, long time. I literally couldn't put it down. Yes, my poor Kindle's battery died and I was attached to a short power cord, contorted in a very uncomfortable position while I read to the end.
Now, sad to say, Sariah has a mean streak in her. She exerted some devious emotional blackmail. In order for her to write the sequel to The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back sooner rather than later, she wants the word out about how totally fabulous TUSSB is. Okay, I admit my backbone isn't as strong as it use to be, and I bend like a willow if someone breathes heavy in my direction, but I truly need to read the next book, and the thought of waiting a whole year is just devastating!
Just to make this clear, I am not apposed to bribery! I am offering a $10.00 Kindle e-gift card for the luck person whose name my cat claws from my husband's cowboy hat. Sariah's e-book doesn't cost half that much, so you would have enough left over for another book of your choice. All you need to do is leave your name and email addy in the comment section or you won't be in for the drawing next Saturday.
To order The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back just click on the title and you'll be whisked away to Amazon and for less than a box of movie popcorn, you'll have a delightful afternoon read where you won't be able to stop smiling even if you tried.
"The Ugly Stepsister Strikes Back" is a sweet contemporary young adult romance.
Here is the book's blurb...
Everyone knows how all those fairy tales go. The princess gets beautiful, nabs her prince, falls instantly in love, lives happily ever after and leaves her evil stepsisters in the dust.
But what happens when you’re the ugly stepsister and your obnoxiously perfect—read pretty, smart, and, worst of all, sickeningly nice—stepsister is dating the charming, tall, devastatingly handsome guy you’ve had a thing for since you were nine years old?
Quirky, artistic and snarky Mattie Lowe does not lead a charmed life. Her mother is constantly belittling her on Skype. Mercedes, the school mean girl, has made it her personal mission to torment Mattie. But worst of all? Her stepsister Ella is the most beautiful, popular girl in school and is dating Mattie’s secret longtime crush, Jake Kingston.
Tired of being left out and done with waiting for her own stupid fairy godmother to show up, Mattie decides to change her life. She’ll start by running for senior class president against wildly popular Jake.
Ella can keep her Prince Annoying. Mattie’s going to rule the school.
And no one, not even a cute and suddenly flirty Jake, is going to stop her.