Friday, August 17, 2012

The Lust Garden Book Review

I am sure by now most of you have seen the Blog Tour and Giveaway that has been going on for awhile. You would have seen a list underneath the post with the names of all the bloggers who are either doing a book review or giving out excerpts so that you can see what the book is about and hopefully, it peaks your curiousity and go get the book and read it or get it thru an ebook program. I am doing just an excerpt since I did not get the book to review. I think it is a good one and hopefully it will inspire you to want to read more. Happy Reading!

Gianna is on the verge of releasing her debut album. She’s hired Zak, a London-based DJ, to help fine-tune her lead single. With Zak, she gets more than she bargained for…

“You’re a dork,” Gianna said, laughing at him.

“Maybe we… I’d quite enjoy writing with you. Come up with something fresh.”

“I would love that.”

He smiled.

“More about that later… Where is–”

He was like the Mad Hatter. Zak turned and began to shuffle through the papers on the control booth.

“Here,” he said, giving her a lyric sheet. “Let’s get to work. We’re wasting time and I’m ridiculously expensive!”

She laughed again. “I think I can afford you.”

“The microphone waits,” Zak said, pointing in its direction.

Nervously, Gianna stood up. Her smooth, manicured hands found there way into the back pockets of her frayed jeans. She playfully nudged Zak’s shoulder with her own and walked to the small enclosure in the corner.

The microphone hung low meeting her mouth. Gianna ran her hands through her thick hair and placed a pair of headphones over her ears. She rolled her head back and forth, popping her neck. She shook her hands and rubbed her cheeks. She was trying to loosen up.

“I’m trying to get in the zone, baby!” she called to Zak, jumping in place.

For the first time in a while, Gianna was exuberant. Creativity was starting to flow in her veins again. She eagerly wanted to impress Zak. More so, she wanted him to like her.

The sheet of music was poised in front of her and she smoothed the page flat. Scrawled across the page in her own handwriting were the lyrics to “Secret.”

“I’m ready when you are,” she said, speaking into the microphone.

Zak fiddled with a few control buttons, and soon Gianna could her drumbeats slowly building from the speakers surrounding her. The words were in front of her and she started to sing.

Disclaimer: Mary Bearden personally reviewed these products. I did not receive any monitary compensation for my review, just a sample product. All opinions are mine and belong to me solely. My thoughts and opinions may differ from yours.