Today I have the pleasure of hosting Jamie Canosa, author of Fight or Flight. Here she shares her own flight or flight experience and tells us a bit about her upcoming novel, plus has a giveway to go with it!
The
lovely Hannah has given me the chance to share with all of you today, so let me
begin by thanking her for this opportunity. Thank you, Hannah! You rock!
Okay,
now, moving on . . .
The
title of my book is Fight or Flight. Fight or flight are
natural responses all creatures experience when faced with a perceived
threat. Everyone has at least one moment in their life when their fight or
flight response has taken over. When Hannah asked me to share one with you from
my own life, I was a bit reluctant. Moments like that are usually traumatic and
I wasn't sure there were any I was especially fond of revisiting. Nevertheless,
I dug down deep, steeled myself, and put together something I'm willing to
share with hundreds of strangers. Whew! Psyching myself there. Well, here goes
nothing . . .
This
all happened about two years ago and I still have nightmares. It was around
nine PM and the house was already quiet, the kids all tucked in and the hubs
wrapped up in some video game or another. I'm not a winter person. I hate the
cold. I feel like all winter long it sinks into my bones and I can never
get warm until spring comes around again and I thaw out, so I decided to hop in
the shower to try and warm up a bit before bed.
The
hot water was starting to work. My body was beginning to defrost a bit. At
least I could feel my fingers and toes again. That's when I saw him. I hadn't
notice him before, too caught up in thoughts of the warm comforter that awaited
me, but I saw him now. I couldn't stop seeing him.
He
was just standing there, staring at me. I froze. Water pouring over me, handful
of shampoo in my palm, and my feet glued to the tub floor. I couldn't think. I
couldn't react. Even my brain had frozen. My eyes stayed glued to his grotesque,
hairy body as he took one step and then another toward me with those long, thin
legs of his. At his approach, my heart kicked into overdrive, slamming against
my ribs, which seemed to reset my brain. I threw myself out of the shower,
grabbing a towel on my way out the door, and went screaming down the stairs
like my hair was on fire instead of leaving a soaking wet path behind me.
Flight may not always be the best option, but when an eight legged, hundred
beady eyed intruder has you cornered in the shower, it's the ONLY option.
Summary:
Be smart.
Keep your head down.
And look out for number one.
These are the rules Jay has lived by for the past two years. The rules of surviving life on the streets. But when Em comes bursting into his life, in all of her disastrous glory, the rules go right out the window.
Survive.
Flee what’s been left behind
And never look back.
Em’s plan was simple. Though, it was easier said than done. The city streets are dangerous and unforgiving to a new arrival. Especially, a seventeen year old girl who’s never known anything but life in the suburbs. Sometimes, however, what’s lurking behind those white picket fences can be more frightening than any dark alley.
Both of them made the same decision when life got overwhelming—to run from their demons. Brought together by fate or circumstance, Em and Jay find the kind of love neither of them ever expected. But when those demons come back to haunt them and their love is on the line, which instincts will they choose to follow this time . . . Fight or Flight?
Keep your head down.
And look out for number one.
These are the rules Jay has lived by for the past two years. The rules of surviving life on the streets. But when Em comes bursting into his life, in all of her disastrous glory, the rules go right out the window.
Survive.
Flee what’s been left behind
And never look back.
Em’s plan was simple. Though, it was easier said than done. The city streets are dangerous and unforgiving to a new arrival. Especially, a seventeen year old girl who’s never known anything but life in the suburbs. Sometimes, however, what’s lurking behind those white picket fences can be more frightening than any dark alley.
Both of them made the same decision when life got overwhelming—to run from their demons. Brought together by fate or circumstance, Em and Jay find the kind of love neither of them ever expected. But when those demons come back to haunt them and their love is on the line, which instincts will they choose to follow this time . . . Fight or Flight?
*Warning: This story includes mature language and themes, and
is intended for mature audiences.
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Author Bio:
Jamie Canosa is a full time
author of YA literature, which she absolutely loves. When she’s not writing or
spending time with her family, she can usually be found with her nose in a
book. She currently resides in Upstate NY with her husband, and their three
crazy kids . . . plus the dog, the bird, and the rabbit.
Her debut novel, Dissidence,
was published in 2012 along with several novellas, including the first in her Heart
and Soul series, ‘Temptation’.
Author
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Giveaway
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Oh man, flight would have been my choice here too! I can't deal with spiders. They terrify me. TERRIFY! They're just so creepy, and they crawl everywhere and they look at you with way too many eyes. *shudders* Have you seen the size of the spiders in Australia? They're like dinner plates. DINNER PLATES! I just died a little inside thinking about them. Ugh. So what have we learned from this story and this comment? Spiders = FLIGHT. Yes:)
ReplyDeleteEwww! I totally wanted to visit Australia, too. Guess I better pack a monster sized bug spray. haha.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being part of the FoF blog tour, Hannah! Good luck to all of you entering the giveaway :)