~Intensity by S. Briones Lim~ Chick Lit/Romance Book Blitz

Book Title: Intensity

Author: S. Briones Lim

Expected publication: February 3rd 2015

Genre: Chick Lit/Romance

Braces, zits, first kisses and crushes. 

Together best friends, Ruthie and Celine have experienced it all. Now at twenty-eight they face their biggest adventure—Celine’s impending nuptials.

Caught with the realization of how life is about to change, the two decide to embark on one last grand adventure to meet their favorite boy band, Intensity…

Things start off as fun, but the friends quickly realize,

 some things are better left in the past…

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EXCERPT

“NO!”

Ruthie’s sudden outburst caused Celine to jump clear off the bed. Clearing her throat, Celine replied, “I’m sorry?”

“No!” Ruthie shook her head feverishly. “You just said you wanted to relive our childhood again, right?”

“Yeah…?”

“Then I can’t in good conscience meet Intensity by taking the pussy way out.” Ruthie stomped over to her wastebasket and retrieved the tiny book, staring at her friend pointedly.

“You can’t be serious!” Celine gasped.

Ruthie pursed her lips and lifted the book in the air, waving it around manically. “We are going to meet him by doing it the way our seventeen year old selves always tried to!”

“BY SNEAKING BACKSTAGE?” Images of their old diagrams flashed through Celine’s head.   She shook her head quickly. “It’s never going to work! You’re insane!”

“It will work,” Ruthie replied adamantly.

“NO WAY!” Celine yelled. “You happen to forget that I’m technically a public figure. I can’t get caught sneaking backstage at a boy band concert. How bad would that look for my career?”

“You use a pen name,” Ruthie smirked.

“Regardless, as a grown woman I have to put my foot down and veto this idea. I have gone this long without a criminal record and I’m not about to tarnish that!”

Ruthie couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, come on! We’re not going to be arrested! The worst that’ll happen is we get caught and kicked out. At least we tried, right?”

Authors Bio:  

Thanks to her Mom’s unwavering devotion to read a childhood bedtime story to her every single night, S. BRIONES LIM’s love for books began before she could even speak.

Raised in Southern California, Lim initially dreamt of becoming an artist. After a Psychology Degree (Summa cum Laude), a stint in Art School, and a career in Advertising/Media she is finally diving back into her first love – books. As a self-renowned bookworm, Lim’s love for reading has inspired her to pen her own novels and hopes her readers will fall in love with her stories as much as she enjoys writing them.

Her obsessions include time with family, Cherry Coke, popcorn with jalapeños, watching movies and her dogs, Tobi and Roscoe. She currently lives in Virginia with her husband.

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Book Blitz: Creation

 Blurb: 

Who owns what you create?

Creation is a provocative exploration of what it means to be free. Set in a dystopian future where creativity is exclusively harnessed for the greater good, two artistically talented individuals remind us all never to take for granted the product of our own work and imagination.

Creation is inspired by Ayn Rand’s Anthem and Kazuo Ishiguro's Never Let Me Go.

Author’s Bio:

Kat is a young author living in Fort Collins, CO. She graduated cum laude from the University of New Mexico with a BA in English at age nineteen and is a master of procrastination and pizza eating. She will soon query agents with her biggest and baddest novel, Flowers When You're Dead.

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 “Beautiful. Just beautiful, Jess,” says Janet. She’s one of the Dancers. We’re required to watch other

Talent’s performances or observe their works for inspiration, so she and I became fast friends. Due to the

organization of our leisure room, I am acquainted with many Creators whose names begin with J. “Just what

I needed. You’ve taken such a turn from your last work. What a fantastical land you describe. I could dream

up a ballet on the city alone.”

Janet is right. A City of Twine is my best work, but only because I did much pleading to be able to use the concept. I was supposed to be Creating on the subject of Churches, but the idea of a City—a thing almost taboo in nature—was just too alluring. I asked the Head of Focus, and he approved on the condition that Wessely was to paint the city I envisioned. Of course Wes said yes, so I got my writing Slab and began the inspiration process. I was allowed to look through all of the old manuscripts with the Old Artist’s projections of what a city might look like. It was thrilling.

“You should,” I say. “If the HOF approves, you could work with Kelly the Designer and Tim the Setter.

Wouldn’t that be lovely?”

“Oh, of course!” she says. “That would be utterly Creative. Jess, you’re a shining star as always.”

I smile.

“Stars sound so precious,” I say. “It’s a shame they don’t exist. Can you picture what life would be like with the things we’ve Created?”

“Like the permanent skin artwork,” she giggles. “Wessely would do a fine job. Did Turner say if it would hurt, or no?”

“It would hurt,” I say, “because it uses sharp objects called needles to put the ink under the skin.”

“How perfectly horrible,” she says. She clutches at her sides and makes a face. “Why would he dream up

such an awful thing?”

“I’m not sure,” I admit. Janet twists her light blonde hair into a bun and knots it on the top of her head. “A

world without pain is a dull one. You know that.”

“Quite,” she says as she pulls off her ballet shoes and points at her bruised and calloused feet. “But it’s

worth it for Creativity. James did a portrait of my feet, did you know that? Just like this. It was wild. It has

never been done before. The HOF was pleased and gave him an extension on the mountain moving piece.”

Oh, that mountain moving piece again. She’s gone on for days about it; how striking and innovative the idea is of having one madeup Creation move another madeup Creation.

I often wish mountains were real. A character of an earlier manuscript climbed up a mountain, one that was terribly steep. I hadn’t a solution to make the mountain any easier to climb, so the character never reached his destination. The idea of taking those things Steven painted—he calls them machines—and using them to modify such a huge mound of Creation seems quite absurd, now that I’ve been corrected. The HOF subdues the complexity of our Creations if our ideas get too out of the ordinary, such as when I wanted to split the mountain in half with a contraption called a saw. Some sort of sharp tool or whatnot. Apparently, Tyler’s idea of a saw was much too small to cut something so large down the middle, and by that time I had already devised an alternate solution.

“Will you and James have supper with Wessely and me tonight?” I ask. “I notice the two of you have sat

yourselves off alone lately. Collaborating on something?”

“Oh, no,” she says with a laugh. “We just enjoy our alone time with one another. It’s hard to have a personal conversation when the rest of the Creators are around, you know? Funnily enough, I plan to coordinate a ballet with segments of silence. I’d like that. Silence. Time to just listen and dance and twirl without the voices of hundreds in your head.”

She stands up and raises her arms in the air, then spins and smiles at the roof, her slightly crooked teeth

exposed. It makes me think of something I’d seen during one of my viewings. Someone came up with the

idea that if small metal squares were glued to one’s teeth and were connected by a metal wire, the teeth

could be straightened. It was ingenious, and although we know nothing of the Technical realm, the concept seems like it should be real. Braces, that’s what they are.

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