I am so excited to be in this tour. I have been wanting to read this book for awhile but I kept pushing it back on my pile. I loved it so much I need to buy it in print now for my shelf. On this stop in a guest post, my review, and awesome giveaway. So let's get started and meet the author Melissa.
Melissa Turner Lee holds a BA in Communications with a
concentration in Journalism from the University
of South Carolina Spartanburg , SC
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When a self-conscious young woman discovers the boy in drama class is actually the immortal who painted the world into being, she becomes the target of another painter who hates humanity.
The Earth Painter is a Young Adult Supernatural Romance set in the small mill town of Chesnee, SC. It revolves around Holly Scruggs, whose family has just moved back to Chesnee after her dad lost his job along with pretty much everything they owned. Her image conscious parents correct her to the point of brokenness until she meets Theo. He is the artist responsible for all the beauty of the land and he thinks Holly is beautiful too. Together they will fight against Fritz, the water painter who hates humans and is hiding a secret under the high school.
My mouth fell open. Was he nuts? How was I supposed to
answer a question like that?
I balled my hands into fists and put them on my hips.
“What’s the matter with you?”
When he put his hands on his hips, I got upset for a moment
before I realized he was still doing the mirroring exercise.
Ms. Jones suddenly yelled and clapped. “I love this. Love
it! Everybody look at Holly and her partner. They aren’t just moving, they are
conveying emotion with it. Brilliant!”
I went back to doing normal movements. And Theo continued to
stare at me. “You look so familiar. I heard you say you just moved here, but
did you move back? I mean, did you live here before…a long time ago maybe?”
“No.” I half-smiled and then bit my lip.
He was exceptionally good looking. I’d been too irritated to
notice at first, but the more I looked at him the warmer my cheeks grew. The
way he stared at me didn’t help. It was intense and inquisitive, and he was too
close. We weren’t touchy-feely at my house so this invasion into my personal
space was especially uncomfortable.
“So you’ve never been here before?” His gray-blue eyes
studied me even more.
“Well…um…I’ve been to Chesnee before—to visit my grandmother
before she died. Maybe you saw me around town then.”
He shook his head. “No, that’s not it. I’ve seen you up
close, like this. I remember your eyes. They’re the color of the sea—just
inside a coral reef, and your freckles are the stones of a volcanic island
scattered along the sand. Your hair is like the sun setting over the water,
shooting out orange rays in all directions.” He stared into my eyes even
deeper. “You’re very pretty.”
The impact of his words slammed into me. I’d braced myself
for an insult. That’s what I was used to. This was either the way he came onto
girls for a hook-up, or more likely, some mean joke to get a good laugh going with
the other kids. Anger bubbled up. I knew those kinds of tricks. Those were the
kinds of things the kids I used to hang with did all the time. They played them
on me too, when I no longer belonged in their circle.
My hands trembled, and my lips drew up to hold in the anger,
but I refused to cry in front of this boy. I wanted to call him on his prank. I
knew better than to think it was a real compliment, but I couldn’t think of
anything clever to say.
The tears burned in my eyes despite my efforts.
“Forget this!” I shouted as I ran off the stage. Everyone’s
stares bore into my back as I grabbed my backpack and made for the door. My
head throbbed from ear to ear. I was dropping the class, and that was final.
My Review:
What a great and new concept. Had me glued to my and
kindle and went that died from lack of charge I had to finish this book on my
phone.
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Guest Post:
Write a letter to the
reader from one of the characters in the story.
Dear reader,
This is strange, me writing this letter to you and all. I’m
usually pretty shy and try to keep to myself. Sorta a habit I picked up after
years of living with my mom. Her constant criticism left me feeling so flawed,
that I tied to be invisible. I felt there was nothing I could do right and just
opted out of trying most days. Then I met Theo and it all changed. Well, not
all of it was because of him.
It all started in the auditorium at the old Chesnee High School
I still struggle with the knowledge that I didn’t accomplish
what I set out to do, but I changed
along the way and would not go back to the person I was before it all happened
for anything in the world. Maybe becoming who we were created to be is what it
is all about. I’m still not sure how it was all orchestrated exactly. Maybe
that’s the mystery of life.
Sincerely,
Holly Scruggs.
I wanna say Thank You to Melissa for letting me review your book and Thank You to Jaidis for letting me participate in the blog tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway. There is awesome prizes. Wish I could enter.
~Sabrina
Thanks for the giveaway!
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