Title: Heartless (The Chasing Hearts Series #1)
Author: Vanessa Marie
Genre: NA, Romance, 18+ for Mature Content and Language
Publish Date: April 15, 2014
Publisher: Independent Published
Cover by: Sprinkles on Top Studios
Event organized by: Literati Author Services, Inc.
~ Book Synopsis ~All the other girls had a normal childhood, full of Girl Scouts and sleepovers, but Charlie Evans wasn't so lucky. Her life had been spent in and out the Cardiac Care Unit and moving across the country with her military father.
So when Charlie finds out she's moving back to her home town, she hopes things will finally be different. She has learned the hard way not to let anyone in. People always let her down, and it wasn’t easy to trust anyone new. That was until Sam Greyson walks into her life and threatens to knock down every wall she’d ever built to protect herself.
With Sam in the picture, Charlie decides to take one last shot and open herself up. With Sam’s help, she is finally able to let someone see the real, bruised and damaged girl inside. That is until she is forced to make a decision between her own happiness and ruining Sam’s life to be with him. If giving him up meant he could have a normal life…She would do it, in a broken heartbeat.
About the AuthorAlways the cause of shenanigans, Vanessa is a heavily tattooed, sarcastic motorcycle enthusiast who started her career as a Jeep tech at the age of sixteen. The happily married mother of three little monsters—oops, children—lives in Kentucky by way of Las Vegas, Nevada. Once her life took a different direction—sidelined by Heart Disease at 26 and becoming a pacemaker recipient—she decided to write as a creative outlet, and Heartless was born. She realizes life can be dark clouds and acid rain at times, but her outlook on life puts a positive and sarcastic spin on it all.
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3. Six words to describe the book.
Effortless: The way Charlie and Sam fit together is just, effortless. No matter how hard she fights against it, when they’re together, it’s as easy as breathing.
Unconditional: With a friendship as strong as the one Jules and Charlie share, there’s only one word to describe it; unconditional. No matter the distance or devastation, their bond has withstood the test of time and is truly unbreakable.
Vulnerable: Even though she puts up a sarcastic, tough as nails exterior, Charlie is as broken and vulnerable inside as they come. Through each situation she finds herself in, a layer of her heavily guarded wall is pulled down and another piece of herself shows through, no matter how hard she tries to hide.
Raw: The emotion in this novel is raw and moving. The characters follow their hearts and trust they made the right decisions when it comes to happiness, life and love. No matter what it may cost them.
Humor: Nothing is ever just simple conversation. There’s always a quip, or a quick witted comeback for everything. The banter between the characters keeps this novel light and a fun read.
Heart: Battling heart disease all her life, Charlie has had to overcome more than most. Her experiences have shaped her into the person she is and the way she views the world.
4. What Inspired me to write my book.
When I was twenty-six I was blindsided with heart disease and ended up getting a pacemaker implanted. I passed out constantly and wasn’t allowed to work anymore. I’d worked all my life as a Jeep mechanic and then I found myself stuck on couch arrest, (with my mom and husband as my wardens) unable to do much of anything.
I was still accepting my new life and had this crazy dream, I couldn’t seem to shake. So, I called my sister and told her all about it. She suggested I write it down and see what happened. It was only one scene, and I knew it would be toward the end of the book. What did I have to lose? I had nothing but time. Nineteen days later I finished the rough draft to my original 100,000 word manuscript. After the shock wore off, I shared it with my family…my very opinionated family, and they said it was too good to not publish. I never set out to write a novel, it was a way for me to deal with what I’d just gone through and it took on this life of its own.
Over the last year, I’ve had four mini strokes and a baby. Through it all, I worked on my manuscript. Little by little, piece by piece. Every extended hospital stay I had, my mom would bring me my laptop and tell me I had no excuse not to write. She believed in me even when I didn’t believe in myself. My inspiration started out as an outlet, just for me. Then it turned into bringing these characters and their world to life, doing them justice. While my baby slept, while I fought through symptoms of my disease I wrote, rewrote and edited. I’ve pushed myself harder than I ever imagined I could. This has been such a labor of love, and all I want is to share my story with readers. I hope they love it as much as I do.
5. Do you have an embarrassing or funny story you could share about yourself or someone you know.
I grew up in Las Vegas and when I was a kid we did this thing called play outside. It was back in the day where you had your imagination as your entertainment, things were a litter safer (or so it seemed) and our parents gave us the freedom to be ourselves and play.
Now both of my parents worked hard to give us a great childhood. I have great memories of all kinds of shenanigans my brother and I got into. My mom probably remembers it more like us destroying her shit haha. Things like us sending homemade grappling hooks through the neighbors bay window…while they were eating breakfast. Breaking 12/14 windows of our sunroom with hockey pucks, golf balls, paint balls, ninja stars, rocks, whatever we found to entertain ourselves with. Or taking apart her lawn mower and putting the engine on my petal car. No those stories are for another day. This story takes the cake.
This is in no way bad parenting on their part. This is about two sneaky kids, on a mission to fly, and nothing was going to stop us. I was about six years old and my brother was ten. We were out playing in our back yard, up to no good…as usual. We'd watched Mary Poppins the weekend before and we were huge Saturday morning cartoon fans. (Remember those?)
Anyway, my brother says, “Hey I know how you can fly like Mary Poppins.” *lightbulb* I'm pretty sure I hopped around like an excited seal while we ran inside and got supplies. He tied a cape around my neck, like superman, just to be safe. Popped open Mom’s umbrella, and gave me his G.I Joe hat as we dragged our sun bleached exercise trampoline over to the edge of the roof. Now our entire back yard was nothing but sand and we’d dug giant craters everywhere. The trampoline covered one of these little human made booby traps. By then we were experts at scaling the 8ft cinder brick wall onto our roof. (it was a flat roof, so stop freaking out, no big deal.) So here I am... A modge podge of super/action/nannie Super-Gi-Ness-Poppins. I was nervous looking down at the trampoline but I had all the faith in the world in my big brother, (not sure why after all the other stunts we'd failed doing with me as the guinea pig.) So, he climbs up next to me on the roof, hands me the umbrella, and says "just jump off, the trampoline will catch you and when you hit it, You will fly." Awesome!! Say no more!! I take my leap just as my mom comes running out the back door screaming “OMG What are you doing?” Do you think I got the glorious moment of slow motion air time of flight? Shit no! I dropped like a sack of potatoes THROUGH the sun bleached trampoline into the giant sink hole with a thud. The look on my mother’s face was of relief and fury. My brother laughed and shrugged. His defense was, "What? I thought it would work.” Thankfully, I didn’t get hurt and I was pissed I didn’t fly. What was worse, I was stuck with a damn trampoline around me and twenty minutes later, I probably did something stupid he told me to again.
Moral of this story. I had a great childhood. My mother is a saint for not killing us for the dumb shit we did. And we did A LOT. We all look back and laugh about it now. I see the same look of genius in my sons eye. He has that same look back over his shoulder to see who's watching. I am that fun sucker that walks out with the “Whatever you're thinking of doing, don’t. I've already done it, so forget, it won't end well.” I tend to leave out the part that I was always just the pawn in all of my brothers master plans. Soon enough his little sister will be old enough to blindly follow his lead and we will have our very own version of here Stella try this.
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