Life is What You Make It: A Sneak Peek into Amy Manemann’s latest book!

I’m so happy that Amy Manemann is on my blog again!  She’s stopping by today to discuss her new novel, Deadly Science.

Life is what you make it. Don’t be afraid to go after your dreams. Inspirational words I have at the top of my blog page, yet words that can instill a shred fear into anyone with a hope or dream in their heart. Easier said than done, sure, but who said anything about it being easy?

For years I’ve dreamed of being a published author, though I can honestly say at the time I didn’t really understand what that meant. I wanted the fame, the fortune and glory, and everything else in between. I truly thought you wrote a good story, sent it to a publishing house and they would publish it, end of

story. (This is the part where you fall down laughing) Ok, done laughing now? ;0) In a perfect world that’s probably how it would have worked out, but in reality it couldn’t be further from the truth. My dream was about to lead me down an insurmountable road that at times would seem impossible to push through, but I refused to give up. Why? Because I love what I do. I LOVE telling a story, carefully handcrafting a tale and having the freedom to put it out there for others to enjoy thanks to places like Amazon and Barnes & Noble PutIt.

Some dreams can lead us down seemingly impossible roads (I lost count of rejection letters a long time ago!), but please don’t give up if you truly feel what you’re doing is worthwhile. A dream is just that, a dream. It’s up to you to make it into a reality.

International best-selling author, Amy Manemann, is the author of Deadly Reunion and Deadly Science, the first two books of the Deadly Series (Taci Andrews Mysteries). She resides in her hometown along the Mississippi river with her husband and their two children, where she enjoys spending time with her family, reading, writing, blogging and interviewing authors to feature on her website. Amy is also a site administrator for the World Literary Cafe.


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Newest book in the Deadly Series

Sample Chapter of her newly released book, Deadly Science (A Taci Andrews Mystery)


I opened the door to my apartment early Thursday morning to find a sheepish Tony standing in my doorway. Folding my arms across my chest I gave him my best glare even though my heart sped up at the site of him.

“What?” I asked, not bothering to beat around the bush. Propping a shoulder against the doorjamb he imitated my posture, a sexy grin crossing his lips as he did a perusal of the towel on my head, bathrobe and bare feet.

“Did I catch you before or after showering?” he asked, dimples appearing in his cheeks when my eyes narrowed.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I just got out of the shower. Is there something I can do for you?” I asked, instantly wishing the words back. By the leer on Tony’s face I could tell he had all sorts of ideas about what I could do for him. To his credit, instead voicing those thoughts, he bent down and picked up a white paper bag and drink holder containing two beverages, holding them out to me like a peace offering.

“I brought coffee and breakfast from The Pastry Shop on Main Avenue if you’ll let me in,” he said hopefully. It was tempting to shut the door in his face and get instant gratification but my stomach rumbled in protest.

Seeing my internal debate Tony added, “They’re chocolate

glazed if that helps.”

Sighing, I opened the door wider for him to pass through. It was hard to turn down a man who knew my weaknesses.

Tony strode easily past me into the kitchen, setting the bag and drink tray down on the countertop while I retrieved some napkins. He watched me pick up one of the steaming white Styrofoam cups with a guarded expression. Inhaling the rich flavor of freshly ground coffee beans before taking a tentative sip I smiled in ecstasy at the rush of warm liquid hitting my tongue.

“Lord that tastes good,” I sighed in deep appreciation.

“Had I known coffee did that to you I would have tried a larger cup,” he commented. Taking another swallow of the steamy beverage, I had to agree. At least the urge to throw something at him was beginning to fade.


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