Monday, 18 August 2014

Somewhere Only We Know Blog Tour


Sadie Bradford’s life is one anxiety attack after another. All she wants is to escape life's realities for the summer and hang out with her best friend Aaron. But her grandmother has other plans: Sadie will get a job. Sadie will do volunteer work. Sadie will make new friends - friends without brain injuries that make them forget everything...friends that aren’t Aaron.

While Sadie struggles to survive her anxiety with all these new changes, she finds an escape when she dreams herself into the beautiful world of Isola Fiona. It’s a place that cures memory loss and anxiety. It’s a place where she and Aaron can fall in love. 

But after dragging Aaron along with her to her dream world, things take a turn. Every time they return home, Sadie’s anxiety is a little better but Aaron’s memory is still gone. And Isola Fiona may not be much of a dream after all. As Sadie realizes that Isola Fiona is as real as her anxiety, she rushes to change the course of fate and make things right, but she may be too late...

About the Author

Cheyanne is a native Texan with a fear of cold weather and a coffee addiction that probably needs an intervention. She loves books, sarcasm, nail polish and paid holidays. She lives near the beach with her family, one spoiled rotten puppy and a cat who is most likely plotting to take over the world.

She also writes under the pen name Amy Sparling.

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I’m a failure at overcoming my anxiety. I guess I couldn’t expect to get all better in one day—my anxiety didn’t happen overnight. It started back further than I can remember. It’s always been a part of me, a character trait. More than that, really. Anxiety is a component of Sadie. You can’t have a Sadie without it.
And now I’m talking in third person. What the hell is wrong with me?
Sadie doesn’t feel well.
I sink lower in bed, curling my toes in the crease where my sheet tucks under the mattress. My fingers dig into the comforter, pull it up to my chin. The gorgeous ring Aaron gave me watches me from my index finger. The gemstone is cut with so many tiny facets and they pick up the smallest bits of moonlight from my window, making the most beautiful iridescent light.
I will not think about the job interview.
I will not think about the anxiety.
My heart thumps at a steady pace inside my ribcage. Not too fast, not too slow, but violent nonetheless. Rude and vicious. In moments like these, my heart threatens my very existence. It knows I can’t control the beating and it relishes in that. I breathe in and I breathe out. I think about how there’s fifteen hours until two o’clock tomorrow, which is nine hundred minutes and if my heart beats a hundred times a minute, then in nine thousand beats I will be standing inside Magic Mark’s Pizza awaiting my very first job interview.
As I close my eyes, I think of nothing and everything at the same time. Nine thousand isn’t very much. I’m so not ready for this.
Aaron answers on the fifth ring. “Hey,” I say, all light and happy so he doesn’t think it’s an emergency. Because it’s not. It’s just another Sadie Problem. “Will you come watch TV with me?”
“It’s almost midnight.”
“That is a great answer, but not the answer to the question I asked.”
“Can’t sleep?” His groggy sleep voice is gone now. There’s some shuffling on the other end of the line as he gets out of bed.
“Yeah,” I say, after a long pause.
“Okay,” he says, and hangs up.


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