Happy Mother's Day. Moms were very kind to the floating book shop. My thanks to Stephanie, who purchased A Hitch in Twilight, to Katerina, who bought Killing, to the Russian woman who allowed her pre-teen daughter to choose two National Geographic pictorials, and to Miguel, who recently lost his 86 year-old mother, and who I knew would be interested in a book that explores claims of alien abduction. He is fascinated by the unexplained. I wasn't expecting much business, figuring people would be tapped out after buying gifts. I'm happy to have been wrong.
Here's a very brief excerpt from my unpublished, near 200,000 word rock n roll epic, Rising Star. It introduces the mom who figures most prominently. Each chapter begins with a quote from a song. I will list the tile and artist after the piece. Guess who:
2 "...I'm so tired of losin', but I still play the game...."*
"Wake up, Paulie," said his mother, who was lean, delicate, bespectacled. "C'mon, it's four o'clock. I don't want ya father to find in ya in bed."
He rolled to a sitting position and frowned as he noted his ears were still ringing. He wondered why he was so tired. He then recalled how the night ended. He wished he could sleep until he'd forgotten her.
He climbed the stairs out of the finished basement that served as his room.
"Where's Stevie?" he said, entering the kitchen, where his mother was preparing dinner.
"The schoolyard, probably. He ain't workin' today. How'd it go last night?"
"Good."
"How's the new singer?"
"Good."
"'Good' -- everything's 'good.' I'm startin' to not believe a word ya say any more."
He chuckled lifelessly. "You're right. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure how things are. The guys're startin' to lose hope. The playin's good, but it's just so hard to get that break you need to get anywhere. I think Richie and Mike're gonna quit. I know I can count on Mitchell, and I think I can count on the new guy, even though I don't know anything about him 'cept that he's really, really good."
"Let 'em quit. They'll be sorry."
"It'd be almost like startin' over again. We've been together so long. We know each other inside out. You can always find guys who can play, but it's so hard to find the right chemistry. It's somethin' how the new guy fit right in. He's unbelievable, Ma. It's almost like God sent him to us."
"Stick with it. Ya still young."
The quote is from the Doobie Brothers’ Wheel of Fortune.
Vic's Third Novel (Print or Kindle): http://tinyurl.com/7e9jty3
Vic's Website: http://members.tripod.com/vic_fortezza/Literature/
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Vic's 2nd Novel: http://tinyurl.com/6b86st6
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