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We love Jen Tucker at Chick Lit Central!
Melissa A: She came to me one day to talk about her memoir, “The Day I Wore My Panties Inside Out,” and then I ended up connecting with her really well, as we wrote e-mails about anything and everything. She even told me (and my family) to stay with her in Indiana if Hurricane Irene came anywhere near my neighborhood.
Amy: Jen and I connected a while back before she started working with Chick Lit Central. We even talked on the phone and ended up getting to know each other outside of the book world. When she offered to send me a copy of her book, I was SO excited. I flew through it laughing so hard and could totally picture Jen while I was reading it.
We both knew we HAD to read her book after seeing what a sweet and fascinating woman she is. And we both loved it as much as we love her! (See Amy’s review on Amazon and Melissa A’s review on the blog.) And so what if the cover makes everyone blush. Her stories will have you laughing out loud and her sincere outlook on life is NOT to be missed! If you haven’t been treated with a dose of Jen Tucker, then it’s time to fix that…STAT! Visit her at her website and blog, as well as on Facebook and Twitter.
Being the wonderful person she is, Jen has TWO copies of “The Day I Wore my Panties Inside Out” to give away to some lucky readers worldwide, in their choice of paperback or e-book! (The book is not naughty or dirty in any way, as its cover suggests. It’s just about a crazy day in the life of a wild n’ crazy lady!)
Jonesin’ for Bridget Jones
Cheers to all of the bloggers who are hosting International Chick Lit Month! I am so appreciative to be part of the party! You all sacrifice your time; dedicating it to reading and reviewing books, promoting authors, and communicating with readers through social media. Together, you have built communities where we can interact like never before. Thank you!
How many times have you wanted to jump into the pages of a novel? You might have had the urge to keep a heroine from kissing yet another toad in the long list of bad boyfriends. Perhaps you wanted to kick the chick out of the storyline, and insert yourself as the one soaking up some sun next to Mr. HottieHotterton on the beach. If you are like me, you might even talk to the book while you are reading it. No matter the genre of the story, when you hear me giving the book my two cents out loud, it’s that good a read.
If I was to transport myself into the pages of a novel and be BFFs with one character for one day, I would have to go with Bridget Jones. I imagine us starting the day off in her flat; eating ice cream sundaes for breakfast as we commiserate over the fact our jeans are too tight. After we both have communal “clothes fits” (you know, where you try on everything in your closet and you hate everything you own, then have a fit about it), we head to her favorite café for lunch. As I listen to her tell me about how she yearns to find a “nice, sensible boyfriend,” Bridget will also fill me in with details on her latest disaster date. I tell her I am sure her latest date could not have been that bad, yet when I get the play-by-play, I agree with her that her date indeed was that bad.
Next, we stroll though some shops, stopping in one briefly to try on dresses that beckoned to us from the window display. We pull the curtain closed in a shared dressing room, trying on frocks we cannot afford if we want to eat the rest of the month. Tonight, Bridget wants to take me to a club where she knows we will find amazing eligible bachelors. How can I say no to this idea? We leave the shop, with expensive dresses in tow. Food is overrated.
Tom, Jude, Shazzer and I are digging through Bridget’s cabinets looking for something to munch on. Bridget is in the loo, washing her face after a long night of dodging sticky drinks, and sticky situations;almost bumping into former dates she saw out tonight. Later, as we lazily recline in her living room, we laugh with her about our evening adventures. The four of us are thankful for Bridget, and tell her that she is loved. She is loved just as she is.
My thanks to Helen Fielding, for the wonderful opportunity to spend a day with Bridget. Without you, Bridget and I would have never met.
How to win “The Day I Wore My Panties Inside Out”:
Tell us about something crazy that happened to you recently. (One entry per person.)
Giveaway ends May 10th at midnight EST