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There’s something about this that makes me think it’s YA, although the first sentence says the character has his own apartment. New Adult, then? It just seems young.

I’m Tyler Lindsey, and until recently, I had an okay apartment, an okay girlfriend, and an okay job as a bellboy at a respectable Boston hotel. Then rock star Chris Raiden died right before I brought his room service—stiffing me on the tip, by the way—and my life went to hell. My fifteen minutes of fame was more like five seconds, and my girlfriend left me in disgust.

But even worse—Chris is haunting me. Not the room where he died, like a normal ghost. No, somehow he’s stuck to me and is insisting on taking care of a bunch of unfinished business in California. So now I have to traipse across the country with the world’s most narcissistic ghost.

But . . . I keep having these weird thoughts. Thoughts about how much I like the way he makes me laugh. Thoughts where I kind of want to kiss the emo-narcissist, even though he’s a ghost and an asshole and I can’t touch him anyway. And even if I could, what will happen when he finishes his business and nothing’s keeping him here anymore?

Okay, I like the ghost idea here. Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a totally new and fresh plot!

But I’m not so sure about other stuff. Like the fact that Tyler here is whining about the guy dying without leaving a tip for something that hadn’t been delivered yet. Into yourself much? And then this guy calls the ghost a narcissist twice and … just who’s got the complex here?

Still, we don’t see a lot of ghost stories in Rock Fiction, which is weird because if there was ever a section of lit that begs for it, this is it. And now we’ve got one, so Jett here is gonna shut up and hope a copy of this lands on her e-reader so she can see what it’s all about and if this ghost story lives up to its potential.

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This one might be tricky. It’s the third in a series, and the series is all about the same family, so we’re kind of dropping into the middle here. But it looks like only kind of, because everything that happened in the first two books may not matter as much here, because this is a trip through the past. Check it out to see what I mean:

In 1970, Lenny can no longer deny that his wife is undergoing a profound change. Despite her relatively young age, her mind succumbs to forgetfulness. Now, he goes as far back as the moment he met Natasha during WWII, when he was a soldier and she—a star, brilliant yet illusive. Natasha was a riddle to him then, and to this day, with all the changes she has gone through, she still is.

“Digging into the past, mining its moments, trying to piece them together this way and that, dusting off each memory of Natasha, of how we were, the highs and lows of the music of us, to find out where the problem may have started?”

To their son, Ben, that may seem like an exercise in futility. For Lenny, it is a necessary process of discovery, one that is as tormenting as it is delightful. He often wonders: can we ever understand, truly understand each other—soldier and musician, man and woman, one heart and another? Will we ever again dance together to the same beat? Is there a point where we may still touch?

These are some deep questions. They’re awesome questions, too. I’d read this, even without checking out the first two.

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Let’s get right to it ’cause one look at the opening twelve words and those typos and even I’m cringing, and I don’t think it’s Susan’s fault. Err, influence.

When red-hot, Goth-metal band, Black Halo, split live on stage, fate throws Daniella Fosbrook into the path of sexy vocalist Xane Geist. Initially, Xane’s only looking for a ride home, but Dani tempts him in a way a thousand other women haven’t. Determined to explore their heady chemistry and avoid hashing things out with the band, Xane whisks Dani off to Monaco for a steamy weekend.

There, Dani tries her best to hang onto her heart and some clothing, while Xane soon loses both. However, Xane isn’t being entirely honest about the reason for the band’s demise. When the truth comes out, can Dani accept the facts, or will everything come undone.

A few months back, Ivan Moody had a huge blowup on stage over something or other and it looked like Five Finger Death Punch had broken up. My news feeds were full of this and the speculation, and then the rumors and the hopes and the innuendo and the statements and the backpedaling and then the … absolute silence about it. So bands do break up on stage — or not ’cause FFDP’s still out there, putting on shows.

So okay. The premise… it’s possible. Xane has a pissy fit and runs away. Ivan didn’t run away — maybe he’s more of a man? But then again, no one’s NOT calling Ivan Moody a man — but on the other hand, that’s gotta be a pretty traumatic thing. Why’s this Xane dude running away for a weekend of sex? Is he the type to avoid life? If so, it makes sense that he’d have this onstage, public breakup that you know people are getting fired over. ‘Cause if they are so red-hot, that means there’s a lot of money and jobs on the line here.

But this means we need to know the guy, or get to know the guy, and then this becomes less of a romance and more the story of a guy fighting his demons and frankly, while I’d read this in a heartbeat, if the book doesn’t focus on Xane and why his name’s got that ultra-hip X to start it and what his issues are, I think it loses what sets it apart, right there. This guy’s got potential to be a rocker of the ages, with this much angst.

The problem is that opening line in the description. Even I know that the first three commas are crap and have no business filling a page. But split live on stage? Hello, what? Are they supposed to break up when they are dead on stage? Animatronic on stage? The breakup comes via video? Then how do we know it’s real?

I hear Susan’s got room on her editing schedule, although she’s been pretty booked again lately (lots of people are smart. Be one of them.), so yeah. Don’t let twelve really bad words make people wonder if your book is any good. Because like I said, this one has a ton of potential and I want to know if I’m right to be intrigued by this Xane dude. (by the way? From this description, I could care less about the prude Dani, who doesn’t seem to do much other than be an excuse and try to keep her clothes on while she’s getting all steamy. Or was she planning to watch Xane get steamy with someone other than her? Voyeur! Why don’t we see more of that in Rock Fiction? That’s a very rock and roll thing to be.)

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I’m not sure why Susan or I missed coveting Kylie Scott’s first book, Lick. Susan likes the erotic stuff more than I do, so this should have been right up her alley.

She’s busy editing or something, or else I’d let her write this post, too.  Here’s the description:

Kylie Scott returns with the highly anticipated follow-up to international bestseller Lick.Mal Ericson, drummer for the world famous rock band Stage Dive, needs to clean up his image fast—at least for a little while. Having a good girl on his arm should do the job just fine. Mal doesn’t plan on this temporary fix becoming permanent, but he didn’t count on finding the one right girl. Anne Rollins never thought she’d ever meet the rock god who plastered her teenage bedroom walls—especially not under these circumstances. Anne has money problems. Big ones. But being paid to play the pretend girlfriend to a wild life-of-the-party drummer couldn’t end well. No matter how hot he is. Or could it?

Yeah, if you read romance, you’ve seen THIS plot before. It’s an oldie but a goodie.

The reviews for it are pretty mixed; people say Anne’s too much of a pushover and Mal’s deranged, and not in a good way.

Still, you gotta wonder… especially when you see the GIF quotes all over the reviews. There seem to be lines that readers go nuts for. And when all’s said and done, don’t you writers write for the readers and not for us reviewers and experts, no matter how much we love to read, too?