Heather Christie Press Kit
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What The Valley Knows is represented by Elizabeth Kaplan
What The Valley Knows is published by Black Rose Writing
Heather Christie Author Info
Short Formal Author Bio
Heather Christie is a wife, mother of two teenagers, writer, real estate broker, amateur cook, exercise freak, and avid reader. She holds a BA in Literary Studies from the University of Texas, Dallas and an MFA in Creative Writing from Pine Manor College. When she’s not selling houses, she’s writing books and blogging at www.HeatherChristieBooks.com. WHAT THE VALLEY KNOWS, which will be published in early 2018. Her work has appeared on Scary Mommy, Elephant Journal, Mamapedia, The Good Men Project, Grown & Flown, Parent.co, Bon Bon Break, Her View From Home, the Erma Bombeck Writers’ Workshop, Sammichs and Psych Meds, and The Lighter Side of Real Estate.
Short Informal Author Bio
Heather Christie grew up in rural Pennsylvania and, at age seventeen, took off for New York City in hopes of becoming a movie star. Flash forward several decades, a couple degrees, a bunch of cats, two kids and one husband later, she’s back in Pennsylvania writing her heart out and chasing dreams again. She loves to read, run, drink tea, and make Sunday dinner. Her debut novel, What The Valley Knows, will be released January 25, 2018. Follow her blog at www.HeatherChristieBooks.com and say “hello” on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.
Long Author Bio
What the Valley Knows Information
What The Valley Knows
Contemporary YA Fiction – Romance/Mystery
Publication Date: January 25, 2018
Paperback (6″ x9″): 249 Pages, SRP $19.95
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
P.O. Box 1540 CASTROVILLE, TX 78009
Available through Ingram, and online at Barnes & Noble, Amazon, and Black Rose Writing. For book orders and discounts, contact firstname.lastname@example.org.
“A debut novel mixes high school drama, teen romance, and a strong thread of mystery and thriller . . . With strong prose and pacing, the pages turn quickly and easily . . . the central characters’ story has plenty to make it worthwhile, and many readers are sure to feel at home with this intriguing book . . . A taut, compelling family tale.”—Kirkus Reviews
“A drama to pull at your heart-strings. As characters deal with themes including alcoholism and sexual assault, this novel plays with the line between young adult and adult fiction. But ultimately WHAT THE VALLEY KNOWS manages to straddle the line in such a way that both categories of readers will appreciate the richness and high drama of the story.”—IndieReader
“WHAT THE VALLEY KNOWS is a beautiful ‘coming of age’ novel that draws you in from the very first page. It’s the perfect blend of drama, suspense, and romance. You’re gripping the edge of your seat one moment, whist dissolving into puddles of emotion, the next. A super read!”—Sally Ford-Whiley of Books, Cups, and Candles Book Blog
“Heather Christie’s WHAT THE VALLEY KNOWS is pulsating, a story with unique and compelling characters and a setting that comes out vividly. The writing is stellar and is a whole delight in itself, and readers will find themselves reading rapaciously from one page to the next fascinating page. The characters are beautifully imagined and well-crafted, immersed in a conflict that escalates quickly, and ends in a satisfying denouement.”—Readers’ Favorite (5 Stars)
Molly Hanover lifted her chin and the pain was so sharp her head slammed down onto the muddy gravel. Her teeth gashed her tongue and the copper taste of blood filled her mouth. She closed her eyes and the thump of her heartbeat pounded in her ears.
This wasn’t happening. She had to get up and find him. She needed to tell him something—something important—and her mother, she had decided she would tell her mother, too. They would help her.
At the edge of the field where she had fallen, a few un-harvested corn stalks jutted skyward. Late autumn grass sprouted in the weedy undergrowth. She lay splayed facedown, her arm twisted behind her back, raw pain searing through her right shoulder.
Where was he?
Again, she tried to raise her head and tiny spurts of light exploded against the darkness. Chilly rain stung her cheek and blurred her vision. Her hair stuck to her neck matted with bits of glass, dirt, and blood. The ground smelled fresh and earthy.
Help, she whispered.
It was hard to concentrate, but she listened carefully and heard the soft ping of rain hitting her nylon jacket.
Stay awake, she warned herself.
She rolled and saw the wet road sparkle in a vehicle’s headlights. Maybe it was a bad dream. But the pain, the pain was real. Hot blood burned through the cut in her cheek.
Her mind raced and the sharp edge of panic pierced her memory. There was a secret, a thing unspeakable.
But it was gone.
Whatever she wanted to tell them had vanished.
Then her world went black.