Big Cheers, Small Victories and Book Teasers

Posted by chriskuhn on Mar 30, 2013 in Blog, Book Teasers, The Muse Unlocked, Uncategorized, Writing My First Book | 5 comments

If you follow me on Twitter, you probably saw the recent shouts of WOOT WOOT…or perhaps you even heard them from way the hell over there.

I’m thrilled to say that the first draft is written for my first book, a contemporary romance titled THE MUSE UNLOCKED.

YES!

I’ll do a last read-through tomorrow, some final tweaks of my own and then pass it along formally to my book editor Monday for the month of April. Then…I’ll move on to the other moving parts with those respective players to help me with book cover design, website, and so on. It will be a busy two months ahead but I can’t wait for every little piece of the process to bring me one step closer to release.

I’ve shared a few book teasers here already to offer a little taste — one in my March 3 blog and the other in my March 9 blog — excerpts from the debut novel, scheduled for a June 2013 release. I do recall promising that I’d unveil a third book teaser this week from my upcoming book which introduces readers to an unlikely pair, 38-year-old screenwriter and author Cate Mullen and 28-year-old film actor and rising star Oliver Sand.

Without further ado…

Happy reading!

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AN EXCERPT FROM THE MUSE UNLOCKED,

COMING JUNE 2013

Oliver sat down next to Cate on the large, square wooden bench at the center of one of the Norton Simon’s gallery rooms and watched her gaze at a sculpture. “Who did that?” he whispered to her.

“Edgar Degas. It’s called Aging Dancer. He’s mostly known for his paintings that capture each frame of movement and grace of the ballet dancer.” She looked over at him and smiled at how intensely he examined the piece as he sat beside her. Thankfully, the museum was not very busy, and Cate and Oliver had been successful escaping the attention of any onlookers who might recognize him. “Fan of the ballet, are you, Mr. S.?”

He smiled back. “Not especially, but I’ve taken my share of dance lessons over the years.”

Cate gasped at him in amusement. “The handsome actor dances, too?”

“It just so happens I do, and my moves aren’t too shabby,” he grinned, and Cate thought she detected a slight blush.

She leaned in and lightly brushed his ear with her lips, as she laid her hand on his upper thigh. “You will have to show me some of those acclaimed moves when we get back to your place.” She licked his ear lobe and gave it a light nibble for final punctuation, then let her hand brush across his leg.

Oliver’s eyes widened for a moment, and Cate watched the actor’s facial expression shift from shock to smirk. He quickly reached for the museum map in her hand and laid the opened brochure over his lap. She eyed him curiously, and he lowered his head down to graze her shoulder with his chin.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me when you say and do things like that?” he whispered hoarsely. His eyes held a heat behind them.

Cate glanced around the room and gazed down at his lap. Navigating her hand under the strategically placed paper, she rested her fingers on his thigh and let them casually graze over the zipper of his pants to discover Oliver pushing back against his jeans. She quickly removed her hand and stifled a giggle as he sat with folded arms over his chest looking anything but thrilled with her amusement over his “condition.”

She started to rise from the bench, but Oliver reached out to grab her arm. “Oh, no, you don’t. We’re going to sit here for a little while, okay?”

Cate chuckled at him and nodded. Score: curious teeth on Oliver’s succulent ear lobe, 1; sexy actors and their rebellious crotches, 0.