I'm excited to be spotlighting Lisa Shafer's YA book, Becoming Brigid, today! Below you can reaad an excerpt and enter the awesome giveaway...
by Lisa Shafer
Pepper Kircy has definite plans for her future. And she thinks she knows everything about her life -- at least until she meets Dougal, a man with way too much information about a past she doesn’t remember. Suddenly, her geeky, ghost-hunting dad and her mortician neighbors aren’t quite as ordinary as they seem. But then, neither is Pepper.
Dougal’s tempting. He quotes poetry and insists on calling Pepper by the name she never uses: Brigid. Soon, she can’t get him out of her dreams. So, in spite of all his weird talk about a missing goddess and a long-lost stone, she could really like this guy. Maybe even enough to change her precious plans.
If he'd just stop trying to kill her....
from Chapter One of Becoming Brigid
“Dad,” I said, poking at the cracked, orange-and-green plastic blinds under the table, “has it ever occurred to you that the term ‘ghost town’ might not be literal? That there might not actually be ghosts here?”
“Just a minute, honey,” he called from behind the broken door. “I’m picking up some really high EMF levels.”
I kicked a tumbleweed across the patterned carpet -- which must’ve clashed horribly with the blinds when they were still hanging in the window -- and went into the next room. It was a kitchen. Or it had once been one, anyway. Now it was mostly just a mess; beer cans, old silverware, and chunks of plaster from the water-damaged ceiling lay strewn all over the peeling linoleum floor, and cabinets and drawers gaped open like mouths.
Dad was waving his electromagnetic meter -- a gadget that looked like a black-and-orange deodorant stick embarrassingly emblazoned with “The Ghost Meter” across the front -- along the edges of a refrigerator. His eyebrows were all crunched up in concentration, and he was smoothing the ends of his mustache with his free hand, leaving it streaked with tiny bits of white plaster.
“In a minute, Pepper.”
“Dad, it’s an old appliance. It’s probably leaking all kinds of chemicals and radioactive crap into the air. But it’s not a haunted fridge; trust me.”
Dad didn’t say anything. He didn’t even look at me. He just took a pencil and notebook out of his shirt pocket and began writing about his fantastic discovery of an electric fridge.
I sighed and went back through the office room, where the walls had been graffitied with hundreds of white handprints and spray-painted phrases like “Be aware: I will haunt you” and “I died here.” It’d be tons easier to find evidence of drug use in this place than of any supernatural phenomena. Honestly, what kind of ghost goes tagging in old motels?
Win a signed copy or ebook copy of Becoming Brigid!
Lisa has generously offered up two prizes: one signed physical copy and one ebook.
There will be two winners:
-One US/CAN/UK/Ireland winner will get the paperback copy
-One INT winner will get the ebook copy
-will end 1/23
-must be 13+, one main entry per person
-winners will be emailed and must claim prize within 48 hours
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