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Remembered by Tamera Alexander

Learn from the masters? You’ve heard it said just as much as I have. But how many times does it happen that you go to read something from an author you consider to be a “master,” and you end up disappointed—either with a cheesy storyline or horrible craft?? I’ve been disappointed many times.

Well, let me say—that is ABSOLUTELY NOT the case with Tamera Alexander. If you’re looking for a good read with nearly flawless craft, this is one author you can trust. I’ve seen Tammy’s books everywhere (and loved all the covers!), so I was delighted to get the chance to review REMEMBERED.

REMEMBERED tugged me right in—don’t shoot me, but I totally love historicals. Especially the fact that Véronique started out in her beloved Paris. Her haughtiness played in perfectly throughout the whole story. As I dug into the story, I started to get a bit wary of where **I** thought the story was headed. It seemed to be taking a path I just knew wouldn’t end well for Véronique. And that angered me. Boy, was I ever so glad to be wrong! Tammy took a special twist on an overdone story element, and surprised me—so much that I actually teared up. :-D

REMEMBERED was such a great read, that I’m not going to keep my copy (I can’t believe I’m doing this!!). I will give away this copy in a drawing to be chosen on my husband’s birthday, the 27th.


So, drop a note (either here or on Shoutlife) and let me know you want to be included—oh, and there’s something else—I have something in common with the heroine in REMEMBERED. If you can guess, you get TWO entries. :-D

I'm losing my mind...


Well, not literally, but the other day, I was chatting witha friend on IM. And I changed my avatar to a diver with a shark swimming by. I told her the scene reminded me of Dead Reckoning. And she said, "and Midnight Zone." Immediately, I was like--Oh, remember when Declan was diving and he got nudged by the shark that sliced his rebreather, which is how Declan got that scar." I was nearly giddy reliving that moment. How he fought for his life and ended up being saved when Joselyn had to crack his dive helmet off with an oxygen bottle...

Sigh.

That part isn't in the book. It's the backstory. And Declan isn't real, although I retold the event as if I'd just shared a day in the life of the Kendig family--like when my son lost his tooth eating a sandwich.

Blurring the lines of fiction and real life comes easy to me. LOL Only because my characters are "real" people with depth and replete with events that have colored their world to the mural they're living now.

So--have you done this lately? Been so involved in your characters, that you suddenly find them coming to life in YOUR life?? Seen your hero in the grocery store? Have you ever had a character stalk you through your house as you're trying to do laundry with him demanding you fix this situation the heroine has caused?

Sigh.

Me too.