Blog Tour: Lennon's Jinx by Chris Myers (Guest Post)

Title: Lennon's Jinx
Author: Chris Myers
Publication Date: January 15, 2012

Synopsis: Sometimes, we don’t get to choose who we fall for.

Lennon spends most of his time raising his little sister Currie while trying to skate through his senior year of high school. He prefers groupies with no-strings attached but finds himself strangely attracted to Jinx, the straight-A student in his choir. Lennon’s curiosity overrules his good sense as he tries to peel away the layers to discover the reason for Jinx’s skittishness.

Jinx conceals the black truth about herself from her friends. She won’t admit to them that she screwed up big time, losing her first love and what she once held most precious.

When Lennon’s band holds auditions to replace their keyboard player, Jinx comes to tryout and almost leaves after seeing Lennon. Despite the fact she despises him, she joins the band to nurture her love of music that will hopefully ease the guilt gnawing away at her.

Like the rest of his band mates, Jinx soon witnesses Lennon battling his infamous father for the custody of Currie. While confronting his pent-up anger at his dad, Lennon exposes vulnerabilities he had no intention of letting any girl ever see, especially Jinx. Their reckless pasts may bring them together or further complicate their already messy lives.

About the Author: Chris Myers suffers from an overactive imagination. In second grade, Sister Bernice produced Chris's first play about pumpkins mauling and eating children. Apparently, the nuns didn’t catch the underlying meaning. This instantly raised Chris to stardom amongst her peers for the several days off from schoolwork while in production. She spent her high school years writing torch songs for fantasy guys then moved onto writing thrillers and young adult. Chris lives in Colorado with her daughter, her better half, and BeBe, a rambunctious Bichon.

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Guest Post: The Writer's Cave

I’d like to think all the magic happens in the bat cave, but that’s far from true. Writing requires elbow grease, thick skin, and apparently blood. To scribe this essay, the cave had to be cleaned, and thus, I raked my foot on an open binder and slashed my palm organizing folders.

Here’s my writing space with my not so faithful companion BeBe. If our neighbors come outside of BeBe’s vacation home, she darts for their place for rack of lamb and ham sandwiches. Hard to believe, I’ve gone from Schutzhund dogs to a ribbon-haired fur-ball. And yes, that’s Joe Manganiello as my background, and spider solitaire is supposed to be hidden.

The cave is my second site for writing. Originally, my space was the cushy upstairs office next to our bedroom, but since I sometimes write until late at night or early morning, my husband banished me to the basement after I made him finish it.





Solitary confinement can lead to insanity from the long hours cooped up in the basement. Mountain hiking, especially in the fall, or playing guitar or piano temporarily alleviates the symptoms, though I secretly carry my iPhone while tramping in the Colorado aspens, dictating catch phrases my characters whisper to me that I’d most likely forget. Yes, I hear voices.

Chris has the scars to prove she was holding the Siamese as shown in the pic. See? I was actually cute at one time.

-Kristen ♥