Sophia Whittemore Celebrates Another Release!

Sophia Whittemore, a fellow Clean Reads author, stopped by the blog on August 18, 2016 to share her Path to Publication story. And now she’s celebrating another milestone…another book!

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Author Sophia Whittemore released her new psychological thriller novel on August 25th, 2016. A YA romantic thriller that treads the fine line between love and obsession, leaving you wondering who was the true monster all along…

 

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The gamblers at the Red Fields call Avery Faro a Monster. I call him my cousin. I know about his secret weapon though, the thing that wins him all those fights. Avery can’t feel anything, not pain, and not love. We aren’t even that close, third cousins, really. But, somewhere along the way, we became closer than that… far too close. Now I think that he’s lost it completely. He’s jealous. He’s possessive. He’s hiding something from me. He calls me his Laurel, only his. But I know there are secrets at the Red Fields. By day, Avery is just a regular schoolboy. By night, he morphs into an underground fighter. How can I save Avery from himself?

How do you defeat somebody who doesn’t even feel?

 

EXCERPT:

Chapter One

            The fist made contact with the left side of my jaw. It should have hurt; it really should have. It should have killed me.

            But it didn’t.

 I blinked away the memories of last night’s fistfight. I had been at the Red Fields, the usual place, and my opponent had been a young man, anxious and thin.

But he had never even touched me…

            See, a few things happen when you get the living daylights beat out of you. Not a lot of people have experienced it firsthand like I have, but let me enlighten you. First, came the point of contact. It was just pressure hitting the side of your face, like pressing a finger against your cheek. Like all other things that I experienced, it never hurt me. Pain was all in your head. I had only been blinded for a little bit before I paused and stared up at the opponent in front of me. I was like a scholar and he was the experiment, ready to be dissected and disposed of. I gave him a blank, deadpan stare. I had no emotion in my eyes. Others told me that, when I got like this, it reminded them of a cadaver. It was like I didn’t have a soul. The other guy hit me, more times than I could possibly count.

            I hadn’t felt a thing.

            And just like that, I was back in the classroom, staring off into space as memories and images flashed into my mind. The words formed a senseless jumble, thoughts that could never be placed. My mind was incomprehensible, a mystery unto my own self. Well, when school got boring like this, all I could think of was the last fight I had. I needed to fight, as badly as any other person needed to breathe. Anything would be better than doing nothing and being force fed facts all day. Even bleeding was more stimulating than rote memorization.

Click…click…click…” Came the sound of the teacher’s heels against the floorboards. The dean taught this class. Where was he, again? I remembered, faintly, hearing something about Shakespeare before I was off daydreaming again…

            I somehow snapped back to reality. I couldn’t let flashbacks from the Red Fields bother me so much. Right now, I had to focus on my inane studies. I had a ninety percent in my Literature class. That was ten percent below perfect. It was ten percent too many. I blinked, rubbing my fingers against my eyes before realizing a thin dribble of blood and drool trailing from my bottom lip. I pressed my fingers against it, completely ignoring the neglected open textbook in front of me. And then I paused and examined the blood. It glittered against the palm of my hands, kind of like rubies.

And just like that, I was back at the Red Fields. My opponent’s fist made contact with my jaw. Was that the exact moment that my lip had split? All I could remember was seeing scarlet and black and blue all at once. That’s the other thing nobody really knows about fights. A person could experience the most beautiful colors when getting pummeled half to death. I stared at my opponent, a solid mass of tissue shielding a beating heart. I could hear his heart beating. And whether the other guy knew it or not, he was afraid of me.

 And if he wasn’t, then he should have been.

            After all, everyone came to fear the monster beneath their beds at some point or another.

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Sophia Whittemore is a Dartmouth student and multiracial author with an Indonesian mother and a Minnesotan father. She has had book signings at Barnes & Noble for her Impetus Rising Series, available on Amazon and other outlets, the first book published when she was only seventeen. She has been featured as a Standout in the Daily Herald and a Rad Reads author in Girls’ Life Magazine. Her love for the English language manifested itself in eighth grade when she went to the Scripps National Spelling Bee and has continued with other languages such as Spanish and Indonesian. Her prior publications include “A Clock’s Work” in a Handersen Publishing magazine, “Blind Man’s Bluff” in Parallel Ink, and winning multiple awards in the Best Midwestern Writing competition for high school writers. She currently resides in Chicago, Illinois with her family and food-loving mini schnauzer called Tiger. Drawing on inspiration from her two cultural backgrounds, Sophia lives a life playing tennis, traveling, and writing about her dual life experiences through other characters in her works or on her blog.

AUTHOR’S SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:

AMAZON: http://www.amazon.com/Sophia-Whittemore/e/B01CHOEOFS

GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15057772.Sophia_Whittemore

Twitter: https://twitter.com/sophiawhitte

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Sophia Whittemore’s Path to Publication Story

Today I’m thrilled to introduce fellow Clean Reads author, Sophia Whittemore, who generously agreed to share her Path to Publication story.

Oh, and you should know that Sophia’s first novel released before she graduated from high school!!!

Without further ado, here’s Sophia…

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I started writing to overcome social anxiety when I was little. Being a late bloomer/ only child, making friends was harder to do than making enemies. So imagination and storytelling became my outlet. I’d sit in the library reading every book on mythology (I also happened to read a lot of mythology because it was on the shortest shelf, and before I had a growth spurt, the lowest shelf was the only one I could reach).

When writing became something that I seriously considered doing for life, I searched out for publications and magazines sometime around eighth grade. By my sophomore year of high school, I’d snagged a couple Midwestern Writing Awards. By junior year, I was published in a literary magazine. By my senior year of high school, I had learned the merits of hard work.

Despite my father’s battle with cancer and my mom’s with diabetes, I kept on writing. I eventually published the first of my Impetus Rising Series by the start of my senior year. By that point, I had an entire box full of rejection letters that I’d garnered over the past year, but that didn’t faze me.

Clean Reads became my first publishing family, and it introduced me to a world where writing wasn’t just a dream, but instead, a reality. I’ll be attending Dartmouth College this fall with the knowledge that hard work will get me everywhere, so long as I have the support of my friends and family.

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“Isak was love. Isak was bravery. Isak was death.”

Her lover has been cursed. Her mother has been kidnapped. Her best friend’s soul has been stolen and his body deformed. And Diana is afraid that she too is turning into a bloodthirsty monster, just like her father.

Awoken from an enchantment placed on her by her treacherous lover, the half-Impetus god, half mortal Diana is flung into a war between mutant shadows and the Impetus beings. Diana must navigate a world where queens torture their faithful knights, human children play with giants, and magic has darkness within it. Diana knows she has some power within her, some sleeping evil that demands to be set free. But is she truly her father, or is she her own person?

Secrets are revealed to her about the cursed Prince Isaakios that she never knew before, secrets like the women he once had in his life, or the havoc he once wreaked upon the Earth. How far will this twisted love go for Diana before she is broken? Or will she break before she even gets the chance to save the world one last time?

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Sophia Whittemore is a Dartmouth student and multiracial author with an Indonesian mother and a Minnesotan father. She has had book signings at Barnes & Noble for her Impetus Rising Series, available on Amazon and other outlets, the first book published when she was only seventeen. She has been featured as a Standout in the Daily Herald and a Rad Reads author in Girls’ Life Magazine. Her love for the English language manifested itself in eighth grade when she went to the Scripps National Spelling Bee and has continued with other languages such as Spanish and Indonesian. Her prior publications include “A Clock’s Work” in a Handersen Publishing magazine, “Blind Man’s Bluff” in Parallel Ink, and winning multiple awards in the Best Midwestern Writing competition for high school writers. She currently resides in Chicago, Illinois with her family and food-loving mini schnauzer called Tiger. Drawing on inspiration from her two cultural backgrounds, Sophia lives a life playing tennis, traveling, and writing about her dual life experiences through other characters in her works or on her blog.

 

SOCIAL MEDIA:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/sophiawhitte

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Authorsophiawhittemore/

Instagram: @authorsophiawhittemore

Tumblr: http://authorsophiawhitte.tumblr.com/

WordPress: https://sophiawhittemore.com