Publication date: September 25th 2013
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
One
year. One woman. One Diary. One question: can you ever stop history
from repeating itself and if you could what would you do to stop it?
When Lilah McCannon realises at the age of twenty-five that history is going to repeat itself and she is going to become her mother—bored, drunk and wearing a twinset—there is only one thing to do: take drastic action.
Turning her back on her old life, Lilah’s plan is to enrol at university, get a degree and prove she is a grown-up.
As plans go, it is a good one. There are rules to follow: no alcohol, no cigarettes, no boys and no going home. But when Lilah meets the lead singer of a local band and finds herself unexpectedly falling in love, she realises her rules are not going to be the only things hard to keep.
With the academic year slipping by too quickly, Lilah faces a barrage of new challenges: will she ever make it up the Library stairs without having a heart attack? Can she handle a day on campus without drinking vodka? Will she ever manage to read a history book without falling asleep? And most importantly, can she become the grown-up that she desperately wants to be.
With her head and her heart pulling her in different directions can Lilah learn the hardest lesson that her first year of university has to teach her: The Art of Letting Go?
When Lilah McCannon realises at the age of twenty-five that history is going to repeat itself and she is going to become her mother—bored, drunk and wearing a twinset—there is only one thing to do: take drastic action.
Turning her back on her old life, Lilah’s plan is to enrol at university, get a degree and prove she is a grown-up.
As plans go, it is a good one. There are rules to follow: no alcohol, no cigarettes, no boys and no going home. But when Lilah meets the lead singer of a local band and finds herself unexpectedly falling in love, she realises her rules are not going to be the only things hard to keep.
With the academic year slipping by too quickly, Lilah faces a barrage of new challenges: will she ever make it up the Library stairs without having a heart attack? Can she handle a day on campus without drinking vodka? Will she ever manage to read a history book without falling asleep? And most importantly, can she become the grown-up that she desperately wants to be.
With her head and her heart pulling her in different directions can Lilah learn the hardest lesson that her first year of university has to teach her: The Art of Letting Go?
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I really liked the cover it is diffrent and eye catching :)
The Making of The Art of Letting Go Cover
It’s a bit different isn’t it? Well for a start no one
is naked on it, which makes it definitely eye catching but maybe not for the
right reason.
You know they say never judge a book by its cover? Let’s
be honest, we all do don’t we! It’s the first thing we see and it impacts the
way we read the book. With Amazon Kindle and One-Click downloading you can
download five books in two minutes and then weeks later when you are looking
for a new book to read not remember a single thing they are about. So what do
you do? You go for the most attractive or eye-catching cover that jumps out at
you shouting “Read me now!”
And well this is where my cover problems began. For my
publisher I had to fill in a Cover Art Request Form, which I dutifully
completed. Twice. Or was it three times? I can’t remember. Because the thing
was I knew what I wanted, but I also knew what sells books and the two were not
mutually compatible.
The Art of Letting Go is written as a diary, not a necessarily
sober diary and my initial idea, and the concept I had in my mind for the
longest time was to have the front actually look like a diary. I wanted
splashes of red wine (my main character drinks way too much of the stuff) and
have doodles all over it. You know what I mean, a proper teenage diary that a
twenty-five year old probably shouldn’t be writing. “Lilah loves Ben,” love
hearts, that sort of thing. Think Adrian Mole but with boobs and an alcohol
tolerance problem.
I was all go. THAT IS WHAT I WANT.
But then I started to look at all the New Adult books
being released in their hundreds, and guess what, they all had naked sexy
people on the front shagging. Not, the idle doodles of a pisshead.
Form No #2. Please may I have mega sexy people kissing.
. . pretty please.
Sadly I couldn’t live with myself, and I had to write
yet another grovelling email asking them to scrap another request form. I felt
that despite the pressure to be sexy I had to stick to my principles.
Enter my saviour of cover art in the form of a
personal friend and awesome graphic designer Ms. Burket A.K.A Life and sanity
saver. She listened to me ramble on and on one morning over a coffee and then
later sent me a file with my perfect cover in it. Part diary, part kissy kissy
romance. For me complete perfection.
So my cover doesn’t have naked people on it. There are
no abs and no underwear in sight. It’s unique and different just like the
character inhabiting the pages inside.
Someone told me not so long ago that I needed to sex up
my cover if I wanted to crack the NA market, do you know what I say, over my
dead body. There is no other cover for that book that ever would have worked.
And I thank my lucky stars that my publisher let me use it.
So let’s have a big cheer for polaroid’s, another for
doodles and another for embracing being different!
A.B
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