My Life’s Like The Pages of Some Tragic Oprah Book Club Novel

At least, I hope I make it to the Oprah Book Club one day.

My name is Patricia Amble, but just call me Tish. You’ll never meet me in person because I exist only in my author’s imagination. Her name is Nicole Young and she’s way cool, except when she’s putting me through extreme emotional trauma and causing me to make choices that no human should have to suffer through.

You can encounter me in Love Me If You Must, Nicole Young’s debut novel from Revell (ISBN 0800731573 ), featuring moi as the awesome and (nearly) indestructible heroine. Okay, so I’m kind of whiny and not everyone likes me once they find out that really bad thing I did. Hey, I understand. I’d go back and do it over if I could. Wouldn’t we all?

Anyway, I fix up old houses for a living. If you can call that living. In Love Me If You Must, I’m working on this amazing Victorian in Rawlings, Michigan. No, you won’t find Rawlings on a map. Just picture it somewhere in the Holly/Davisburg/Clarkston triangle. Making repairs to the old home is definitely a labor of love, especially when I meet the hunky Brit that lives a few doors down.

But you know how old houses can be -- a surprise behind every wall. At my Victorian, however, the surprise is beneath the concrete in that dark, spooky corner of the basement. I’m pretty sure there’s a body under there. How did that get left off the Seller’s Disclosure?

The first thing I’m going to do is dig in that corner and see what’s really down there.

Come join me. I’m definitely going to need someone to hold my hand.