I have been off Brea’s Blog for several months and focused on the TV script for the pilot episode of California Girl Chronicles, which only slightly resembles the book. We finished the script, and we’ve got it out to five show-runners and three agencies to consider for packaging. I’ve been working with the producer on this process for months. It’s a long process for certain, and it requires patience. If you’re an author developing your book into a TV series or even script, be prepared to go the long haul. It takes a lot of time to get the script just right and then to go through the pitching process. In the meantime, the book is the no. #1 seller to the bookstores in the 3L Publishing catalog. The second book will be released in winter 2013. And I’ve begun writing book three, Brea Makes it Big. Back to the script, it is very funny. The book is witty, but the script is all-out laughter. If you would like a copy of the first book, please order it off the 3L Publishing website or go to Amazon and search under the title.
I always like to start off with a snippet from the back of the book or in the inside cover but this book had neither so I used a little of the pitch that got me interested in the book to begin with. Then I will tell you a little bit of what I thought of the book. This book is called the California Girl Chronicles by Michelle Gamble-Risley.
In California Girl Chronicles, you will meet Brea Harper, who is the next Carrie Bradshaw transplanted in Los Angeles. Funny, witty, beautiful, and very sexy, Brea takes readers on a wild ride into her outrageous, romantic, and professional life. Demoralized and forced to work in what she calls “bikini hell” just to make ends meet, Brea pursues her career to become a screenwriter only to be continuously distracted by hot men. Delightfully misguided, Brea makes poor choices many women of all ages will find to be highly relatable. She is one of those unforgettable characters readers love to love.
Brea is a 22 year old California girl who is very much into what she wants out of life. She has a bachelor’s degree from college and want to write screen plays someday. Brea starts seeing a guy named Lance, and lord have mercy they have sex at just about every time of the page! One night they go out to a club and Brea meets a new guy named Drew who is in a band. She was drawn to him but instead went to L.A. with Lance and she got a job in a bikini store. Unfortunately, for Brea, Drew’s band comes to L.A. and Brea meets up with him again in a club.
While at the club one night she meets a movie maker named Kale and they end up in bed having once again, lots and lots of sex. She decides she needs to get him to be her boyfriend so that he will help her in the movie business. He finally agrees to give her the big break that she has been looking for. But, Brea, being Brea, can’t resist her attraction to Drew and she finally has sex with him also. But it comes at a price she did not realize she would have to pay.
I have to tell you to be ready for alot of sex in this book! I had to laugh a little here and there because I thought to myself, this girl is really educated and she keeps making these awful choices and she is SEX CRAZY! She is her own worst enemy! I wanted to yank her hair out and tell her are you kidding me? But, whether you love to read about people having lots of sex or you like a book that will make you laugh, this is your book. It has both and you will want to slap Brea yourself a few times here and there also! Happy Reading!
I rested beneath him and felt his warmth and sweat. Beads of sweat covered his forehead. I raised my hand and gently swiped it off into his damp, fine hair. He looked exhausted and satisfied all at once. I realized he had used sex to divert the confrontation and serious discussion that obviously wasn’t in his favor. He looked down at me and didn’t move off me like he would normally do. He wrapped one arm around my small waist and rolled me back on top of him. He rested one arm behind his head and he looked at me with a relaxed beam of satisfaction.
“Is it really humanly possible to have this much great sex with one person?” I asked suddenly.
Kale looked at me down his nose and chuckled. “It would seem so,” he replied and sighed.
“You know lust doesn’t last,” I said.
Kale nodded, smiled, closed his eyes and replied, “This isn’t just lust, now is it, sweetheart?”
“What happens when you tire of me? Then will you find another younger version and toss me back like one of, what did you call it? Oh yeah, ‘trash fish’?”
Kale laughed and shook his head, “One minute she screams at the possibility of a real commitment and the next compares herself to a shitty fish? Are you serious?”
“Maybe,” I wryly replied.
“Well, don’t be,” he said as he opened one eye to look at me. “Now bring me those lips and that body and let’s go upstairs and make love some more.”
I laughed, moved up his chest, and kissed him. I then pulled away and said, “Okay. If you’re addicted you won’t be able to throw me back.”
He hungrily kissed me and replied, “Who would want to?”
California Girl Chronicles: Brea and the City of Plastic is now on sale on Amazon and e-book for Kindle, Nook and i-Book. You can also purchase a copy at www.3LPublishing.com.
SPOILER ALERT: If you’ve read book 1 Brea and the City of Plastic, and hate spoilers, stop here. The rest of you enjoy!
Kale looked down, got up, disrobed and revealed that incredible hard, cut body in all his tall leanness. I sucked in my breath, and my eyes drifted up from bottom to top – supple, muscular, completely perfect. I decided he had to be the most handsome, perfectly proportioned man I had ever laid eyes on. I quickly matched his move by doing the same – off came the robe, which I dropped on the chair. Kale took in the same measure of my body and gazed at me with such insane pleasure as his lips turned into a slight smile and his blue-green eyes fluttered a bit.
“I miss that body,” he said plainly and honestly.
I smiled warmly and grabbed his hand then I pulled him, and we both ran for the water. We jumped in one bound straight in and came to the top together. Curtis had already grabbed a raft and was floating quietly near Maya. I started laughing and did the breaststroke over to Maya and rested my elbows on her raft. She opened one eye, smiled in approval, and closed her eyes again. I looked around to find Kale and didn’t see him. All of a sudden I felt the raft rise up, and Kale had come under it to lift Maya up into the air and toss her off. She swore some choice Spanish expletives and splashed under water. When she came back up, she began continuously splashing Kale, who splashed right back, until they were both breathlessly laughing like two little kids.
I procured Maya’s raft and watched the fight in amusement when Curtis floated over. I looked at him and had to refrain from giving him a dirty look. Now even his energy near me was a turnoff.
“You really should think about my offer,” he said in a low voice. “You give me a little, I get you a lot,” he said, winked and stroked away from me.
I became quiet and swam over to the steps to sit and watch the group. Maya and Kale were talking about something and laughing. Curtis made his way next to Maya’s raft, and they were all talking. I couldn’t hear them through the steady din of the waterfall in the background. I kind of stretched out on the stairs to just watch and enjoy some peace. As usual, Curtis unsettled me. I saw Kale do a double take, smile at me, and swim over. He sat down very close to me on the step and sprawled out with his long muscular legs spread out in front of him. I looked at those legs and sighed.
“What’s that about?” he asked.
“Your hotness,” I replied.
Kale chuckled, “You’re worse than a guy.”
I leaned in close to him and whispered in his ear, “I sure am.”
California Girl Chronicles is available in Kindle, iBook and Nook. You can also purchase it on Amazon. It comes to bookstores nationwide in Winter 2012.
“How about margaritas?” shouted Ryan who jumped up and bounced over to Johnny. He went into the kitchen and pulled out a blender, ice, Patron tequila, and margarita mix. Like a true bartender, he started blending away.
Johnny, who had opened the wine, came over and sat with me. “You want wine or margaritas?” he asked.
“Margaritas,” I replied.
He smiled and sipped his wine. Ryan soon bounded over and offered me a margarita. He took a seat in the big, wide brown leather chair nearest us. We all sat and drank.
“Ryan, why didn’t you invite one of your girlfriends?” I suddenly blurted out.
“Then they would think they’re a girlfriend,” he answered blithely with a grin.
Oh, today’s fun story from Brea’s world. A young fan at my local day spa got so excited I was coming in today. She was eager to discuss California Girl Chronicles with me. She expressed a great deal of displeasure over our bad boy Drew’s treatment of our beloved Brea. She also made it clear she is a “Team Kale” fan (most people are … how could you not just love our silky, kind producer). The more she talked, the more I realized she had emotionally vested in the book so much that she was talking about the characters like close friends. You know you’ve done a good job when people lose sight of the fact this your book is a work of fiction! California Girl Chronicles is on sale on Amazon in soft cover, Kindle, Nook and iBook. Enjoy! And make friends!