OH STUPID HEART
Humorous Contemporary Disaster Romance by Liza O’Connor
Carrie Hanson is in love with a different species: Trent, a pampered, uber-rich socialite who’s also her boss. Everyone keeps telling her it’s a train wreck looking to happen, but her heart wants what it wants. So despite the billion and one reasons not to, Carrie commits to this inter-species relationship. But while she’s off being trained for her new job responsibilities, a beautiful ex fiancée is working hard to get Trent back and Carrie fired.
I have a special treat for everyone today. Author Liza O’Connor is here and she has a DOUBLE GIVEAWAY on offer. The first book in this series is available for FREE on Amazon for a limited time, so check out the details below. Also, feel free to enter Liza’s rafflecopter draw for a chance to win a $25 Amazon voucher as well.
I hope you’ll all join me in welcoming Liza and her fabulous characters from her upcoming release Oh Stupid Heart. I’m so glad you’ve dropped by, Liza.
Hi Joanne. Today, Carrie Hanson and Trent Lancaster have come to promote their second book in the Long Road To Love Series.
How did you manage to meet your writer?
Carrie: *Places hand on Trent’s arm* Crazy stuff happens in life all the time. Just because we had the worst run of luck imaginable, doesn’t mean she created it.
Did you ever consider your story would be told?
Carrie: Given we made national news during our worst week ever? Yes, I suspect our story will be told over and over. *She frowns at Trent* Which reminds me. I think the blonde you hired for HR might work for Gossep.
Trent: *rolls his eyes* I don’t know what you have against Angel. She’s quite lovely.
Carrie: Her name is An-ge-la, not Angel.
Trent: You have no need to be jealous. I only love you.
Carrie: *grins and cuddles against him*
Do you need to have a stern word with your writer for any reason, and why?
Carrie: I’m sorry, but yes I do. Liza, you know how much I dislike Trent’s former fiancée, why did you put her in book two. You have no idea how it hurt me to see Trent kissing her in his penthouse.
She’s one of his species, an uber rich billionaire from Long Island. How is a 4’6”, middle-class girl from New Jersey going to compete with her?
Trent: *wraps his arm around her and pulls her tight to him* I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me and it meant nothing. You are the heart and soul of my business and the only woman I’ve ever loved.
What was your favorite thing to do in your book? And don’t forget keep it G-rated.
Carrie: That’s okay because somebody *stares at Trent* decided we should take matters slow.
Trent: Most of my relationships never last more than a month, so I want to slow down and do it right this time.
Carrie: Which means our favorite thing we do is improve Trent’s business.
Trent: My favorite thing is being with Carrie while she improves my business.
If you could rewrite any scene in your book, what would it be?
Carrie: That one I get to call. I would erase Coco from existence. Without Coco, the jerk Grant wouldn’t have been hired either.
Trent: Grant is Carrie’s replacement in her roll of Executive Assistant. I told Coco to only hire a guy so she would be jealous, but it doesn’t seem to have worked.
Carrie: I am NOT jealous of Grant. He’s a horrible person, one of the biggest jerks I’ve ever met.
Trent: I don’t have a problem with him.
Carrie: Then why doesn’t he have a key to your office?
Trent: Are you nuts? They only person to whom I’ve ever given a key to my office is you.
Are you happy with how everything turned out?
Carrie: Very much, but I don’t understand why it’s always so hard to reach our HEA moments. I guess that’s what happens when you fall in love with a different species.
Trent: *growls* I’m not a different species. I’m just belong to a different economic and social level, which I’ve never fit into. Until you came along, I didn’t fit anywhere. You are the first person who has ever truly loved me and not my possessions.
Would you care for another sequel?
Carrie: I think we have to. Liza has already bought a cover. It’s called Coming to Reason. *she bites her bottom lip* I’m a bit concerned over the title.
If you could do anything over again, what would it be?
Carrie: I would be taller.
Trent: I would find Carrie sooner.
What’s your greatest fear?
Trent: That Carrie will leave me.
Carrie: I’m not going to leave you. You’ve made remarkable improvement. Why would I leave you now? You are becoming a great boss and boyfriend.
The next two questions are for you, Liza. As the writer, is there anything you’d like to say in response to your characters’ interview?
Liza: I wrote this humorous disaster romance series so young women can read about a relationship more screwed up than theirs. However, I’m hoping they will grasp the life lessons hidden within these stories and apply them to their own lives.
Big Life Lesson: Just because a guy says he loves you, doesn’t make him Mr. Right.
Are you working on anything new and if so when can we expect to see it?
A delightful romance called Ghost Lover will come out December 2, 2013. It’s about two brothers who fall in love with the same girl, requiring the ancestral ghost to sort matters out, only the ghost falls in love with her as well.
Then the final book of this series, Coming to Reason, will come out early next year. I decided to put a gap between book 2: Oh Stupid Heart and book 3: Coming to Reason, so readers can enjoy the happy ending of Oh Stupid Heart a bit longer before it all falls apart, yet again.
On September 5th, 6th and 7th, if you’d like to pick up your FREE copy of Worst Week Ever, book one in Liza’s series, click the Amazon link right here.
Here’s an excerpt of Oh Stupid Heart to whet your appetite.
As the train filled with lesser quality people all talking on their cell phones, the noise and cacophony of smells began to irritate Trent. If not for the pleasure of holding Carrie, he would have demanded the conductor stop the train and let them off so he could have his driver rescue them. The train barely picked up speed before it slowed down, stopped, and allowed more people on. They just kept coming and coming. His glare discouraged a few people from sitting on the other side of Carrie, but eventually an old, heavyset black woman collapsed in the seat with a sigh.
“Don’t normally get to sit,” she muttered, and released a heavy sigh of exhaustion. Her faded, crumpled, threadbare clothes looked as tired as she did.
The conductor stopped and demanded five dollars. She pulled out a coin purse and tried to pay him in quarters.
The woman put a calloused hand to her forehead and shook her head. “It’s all I got.”
“Not my problem,” the conductor said.
“Take her fee out of the change you owe me,” Trent snapped. Why did the guy have to be such a jerk?
The guy clicked more paper then thrust a ticket into her coin-filled hand. Finally, he handed Trent three twenties.
“And a five,” Trent growled.
The conductor muttered softly and thrust his hand into his pocket and pulled out a five. He glared at Trent. “You’re only getting this, because of her.” He nodded at Carrie. “Otherwise, you’d pay a second service fee.” He handed Trent the bills and stormed off.
The old woman flashed Trent a weary smile, displaying brown and yellow teeth, which made him slightly nauseous.
His grandmother had always said “Never engage with the common people. Perform all charity at a distance.”
“Thank you for the ticket. They’re so expensive, especially since I got sick last month and needed medicine. I didn’t have any money left to buy a monthly ticket.”
“How much is a monthly ticket?” he asked.
“$125.00. But I don’t have it, so I’m paying ten dollars a day. And I only make sixty a night, forty once they take out taxes.”
“What do you do?”
“I clean an office building. Job starts at 8 p.m. and I have to be done by 5 a.m. with no excuses. If I don’t show, or I don’t finish, I get fired.”
He retrieved his wallet, culled two hundred, and added it to the change the conductor had returned. He passed it to the woman. “Here’s enough to buy the monthly ticket and a bit extra to put aside to buy medicine the next time you get sick.”
The woman studied the hundred dollar bills. “Are these real?”
“I assume so. I got them from the bank.”
The woman’s brow furrowed and handed them back to him, keeping the twenties and five. “I can’t afford to get arrested. I’ll lose my job.”
Never had a person refused his money before. It hurt his feelings and frustrated him. Damn it, I wanted to be charitable. Why can’t the damn woman just do her part?
A Long Road to Love
Book Two — Oh Stupid Heart — Coming Mid-September
Book One — Worst Week Ever — Available on Amazon
BIO: Liza O’Connor
Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.
COMING SOON: Oh Stupid Heart / Coming To Reason / Ghost Lover
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