A happy welcome to the Blog Tour for Rising Star by Michele Kwasniewski! A book that just sounds SO awesome and it is definitely on my list!
For today’s post I got information on the book/author and I also got an excerpt.
Let’s get this tour started!
In the first book in THE RISE AND FALL OF DANI TRUEHART series, RISING STAR, fifteen-year-old Dani Truehart is living a life that is not quite her own. Driven by her mother’s desire for fame and fortune, she has spent her childhood dutifully training for a career as a pop star. On the brink of discovery, doubts begin to creep into Dani’s mind as she questions her own desire for fame, and she wonders whether she can trust the motivations of the adults who are driving her forward.
Following a brilliant audition arranged by her vocal/dance coach and former ’80s pop icon Martin Fox, Dani is thrown full-force into the music industry. She leaves her friends, family and scheming mother behind to move with Martin, who has become her legal guardian, into the Malibu compound of her new manager, Jenner Redman. Jenner, the former swindling manager of Martin’s boy band, leverages what’s left of his depleted fortune to launch Dani’s career.
Isolated from her life at home and trying to stay apace with her demanding schedule, Dani struggles to keep in touch with those she loves, connect to her withholding mother and find her voice as an artist. With Martin and Jenner at odds over their rocky past and finding herself unprepared to handle the pressures of her future singing career, Dani’s debut album and future stardom are at risk of falling apart.
About the author:
The author, Michele Kwasniewski, is an entertainment industry insider who has seen what the Hollywood machine can do to people – having worked for many years in film and television production on such films and TV shows as Primal Fear, Independence Day, Evita, Face/Off, Big Brother, and many TCL, HGTV, and Discovery series including: Meet the Pandas, Adoption Story, Wedding Story, and Extra Yardage.
With her book, she shares the glamour and excitement of fame as well as the hard work it takes to achieve success and the price of living life in the public eye. Everyone wants to be famous, but most people have no idea what that really means. Michele has seen it firsthand. She is an active member of the Producers Guild of America.
As I stand before the gym doors, my heart beats wildly. I can’t believe I’m actually walking into junior prom! My light pink, shimmery gown floats to the floor; my hair is a mass of loose, dark curls with rhine- stones tucked among the strands. The elastic band from my wrist corsage itches a little. As I rub my wrist, a scent from the cluster of tiny, pink roses is released. I know corsages are old-fashioned, but I’ve wanted one ever since I saw my mom’s old prom photos. How had Sean known? And where is he?
I look around as a steady stream of people jostles past. I barely know the kids I go to school with, though I’ve been classmates with most of them since first grade. It seems like I’m always rushing off to rehearsals or skipping school for competitions. Tonight, I’m finally going to get to know them and have some fun!
The bass from the music pulses along with my heart as I start to walk inside.
A high-pitched “Dani!” comes from behind, and I’m almost tackled by my best friend, Lauren Hannon. “Can you believe we’re here? Tonight’s going to be epic!”
Lauren is a blur of blonde curls and teal tulle as she bearhugs me before tottering off in her high heels, like a baby deer learning to walk. “Hey, Dani,” is all her boyfriend, Tom, can say as he chases after his hyper date.
Inside the gym, the lights are pink and purple with strings of twin- kle lights hanging from anything standing still. Yards of fabric and crepe paper cover the entire gym and bubbles fill the air. It looks like a deranged pack of fairies threw up on the place, but I have to admit it makes the rank, old gym seem romantic and magical. Jeez, I really am into this prom thing.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. As the smell of sweat and gym equipment mingle with the sweet smell of perfume and hairspray, a wave of utter freedom overtakes me. I cannot remember the last time I felt so excited and unencumbered. Lately, I’ve started to feel like I’m thirty-five years old, worrying about my career, my diet, my future…
The bass pounds louder, less subtle, and more high-pitched, and I open my eyes. Who is picking this awful music?
I turn and walking toward me is Sean Mitchell in a tux with a bow tie that matches my dress. His light, normally shaggy hair is cut and combed to perfection, his green eyes flash with love. A smile spreads across my face that is so big it feels like it will crack in two. He’s pop- ular, handsome, and most importantly, he’s my boyfriend.
We’ve been inseparable ever since we bumped heads on the first day of kindergarten. How we made the transition from friends to a couple, I can’t really remember. At some point, everyone just knew we were together and that was that.
Sean calls out something, but the bass line takes on a blaring, nag- ging quality, drowning out everything around me. I squint at Sean and shake my head; I can’t hear what he’s saying. I walk toward him, and he reaches out his hand and quietly says, “DAAAAAANNNNNIIII- IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII…”
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