For Serious Readers: Let’s play a game…
Who Am I?
My hair’s a mess and I’m still in my robe at 4:30 in the afternoon. I have dark circles under my eyes and around my arm pits. I’m surrounded by a guilty mountain of discarded candy wrappers and a pill-inducing Mount Everest pile of … books.
That’s right.
I’m a book-aholic.
Lest you think my affliction is limited to the luscious inky smell of the print version of the seductive species, you would be wrong.
I have two kindles, an iPad, an iPad mini and a Nook reader. I’m seriously considering buying a KOBO reader, but I would need to stop reading long enough to get my credit card, type in all that delivery information an order the thing.
That’s right.
It’s a serious affliction.
And I love it.
Books are like my air. I breathe to read—wait—no—that’s not right. I live to read and I read to breathe. No. That’s not right either…
Whatever.
You get the picture. It’s in a book.
That’s right.
I’m seriously crazy—about books.
The thing is—no one takes it seriously. I hide it.
If someone’s comes over, I’ll dress. Comb my hair. Hide my book in my blouse.
If I go out, I read on my phone. Pretend I’m texting. I wear a hat and a long coat with deep book-filled pockets. It gets hot in the summer, but whatever. I keep my secret.
No one knows I chain read.
That’s right.
I’m a chain-book-reader.
My basement is filled with old books and I built an addition to the garage out back to store more. I’m running out of GBs on my hard drive and I’ve taken to the cloud where I have a commercial storage package.
If Amazon had a VIP high roller club, I’d be a platinum member.
That’s right.
Amazon knows my name.
Who are you?
That’s right.
I want to know what book you’re reading.
Beachcomber Heat
This summer’s heat wave on Martha’s Vineyard is breaking records–and so is the crime wave. A rash of jewel thefts creates a demand for more security than the police can handle.
Shana insists that Beachcomber Investigations take a case to protect the Gable’s jewels because she’s desperate for the big fee from their rich client.
Dane will do almost anything to keep her happy–and to keep her with him on the island.
Almost anything.
But the case turns dangerous when a dead body turns up and they find their ruthless old enemies are behind the thefts. Dane has to decide how far he’ll go to catch the thieves–and how far he’ll go to keep his partnership with Shana.
About the Author
Stephanie Queen loves to play games—don’t take her seriously. Unless you want to read her books. She writes the romantic detective series BEACHCOMBER INVESTIGATIONS. The stories include some humor—no kidding—and lots of sizzle and suspense. You can find out all about her and her books at StephanieQueen.com.
