Rock Fiction Coveting: The Farther I Fall by Lisa Nichols

Posted: May 26, 2015 in Rock Fiction Coveting
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I have a question about this one right off the bat, so let’s get right to it.

Sometimes when you fall, you land just where you need to be…

Gwen Tennison got out of Afghanistan alive but scarred–and then got stuck on her sister’s couch. When she’s offered a job managing the U.S. tour for rock music’s hottest, most troubled star, it seems like just the thing to snap her out of her post-injury funk. Her instructions are simple: start the shows on time, and keep him clean.

But Lucas Wheeler may be more than she can handle. Though he’s drug-free, he still feels the need, and his gorgeous, capable new tour manager is a challenge he can’t ignore. Fame and infamy have forced Lucas to protect his heart, but soon he finds himself craving Gwen’s touch, and yearning to give her control. And Gwen might feel the same way.

But it’s not just the mutual heat between them that is keeping Gwen on her toes. Someone is following Lucas from city to city. With more than just her job on the line Gwen must decide how much she’s willing to risk to keep Lucas safe.

So aside from the two typos Susan found — and she’s yowling that it’s not just self-publishing where this is a problem, because this book was published by a division of Penguin, which is one of the biggest of the big publishers — we’ve both got an issue with how this starts off. Gwen gets out of Afghanistan alive and … winds up as a tour manager.

Susan has friends who’ve worked in the industry as roadies for years and haven’t been tapped to make that leap. Why does Gwen? How? Is she competent for the job? It’s so much more than keeping someone clean and starting shows on time. Hell, starting shows on time isn’t even the tour manager’s job. (It’s the production manager’s, for you who’re keeping score.)

Now, maybe the story itself will make a lot of sense once you get past that. But maybe it won’t. It’s hard to tell because there’s a lot of focus on the “capable new tour manager” and … well, from this description, it just doesn’t wash. Not unless she’s got a history of working in the business prior to the whole Afghanistan thing.

And is she a bodyguard or a tour manager? A tour manager’s not going to be expected to put her life on the line for her artist. Just… no. She’s not security. She’s the band’s asshole. Security is security. Tour manager is tour manager. Two different jobs.

The hard thing with Rock Fiction is establishing expertise. If the author can’t do that, what’s the point of setting the book in the rock world?

Yeah, I know. It’s a sexy place. The glamour. The bright lights. The stage clothes — it’s like playing dress-up. The roaring audience. I’ll admit it: I’m intrigued by the people behind all that, too. Who are they? What pulls them in and makes them want to be part of it? Because let’s face it: one of the first things you learn when you start hanging out backstage is just how grimy and scummy it is.

But you gotta sound like you know what you’re talking about. And from the description here, I’m not hopeful.

Of course, this doesn’t mean I won’t read it. It just means I’m going to approach it with a little bit less of my usual excitement and expectation. Who knows? Maybe that’ll let me rate it higher once I hit the end. Set the bar low and all that… And I’m hoping this is the only thing wrong with the book. I really am.

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