Monday, July 27, 2015

Excerpt Tour! The Creeping By Alexandra Sirowy

It's so exciting to be apart of this awesome Blog Tour for The Creeping by Alexandra Sirowy! A couple of week's back I remember seeing this captivating cover across the booksphere on YOUR book blogs - highlighted as an anticipated read of 2015 and my interest was definitely piqued! I'm glad to be the first stop on the excerpt tour so on with it we go!

A little about the tour at hand. Today we kick off the start of the EXCERPT tour! Some wonderful bloggers will be hosting excerpts from The Creeping from July 27th - 31st. The BloggityBLOG is stop #1!

What is The Creeping?
Twelve years ago Stella and Jeanie vanished while picking strawberries. Stella returned minutes later, with no memory of what happened. Jeanie was never seen or heard from again.

Now Stella is seventeen, and she's over it. She's the lucky one who survived, and sure, the case is still cloaked in mystery—and it's her small town's ugly legacy—but Stella is focused on the coming summer. She's got a great best friend, a hookup with an irresistibly crooked smile, and two months of beach days stretching out before her.

Then along comes a corpse, a little girl who washes up in an ancient cemetery after a mudslide, and who has red hair just like Jeanie did. Suddenly memories of that haunting day begin to return, and when Stella discovers that other red-headed girls have gone missing as well, she begins to suspect that something sinister is at work.

And before the summer ends, Stella will learn the hard way that if you hunt for monsters, you will find them. (Synopsis Provided By Goodreads)

Romance, friendship, and dark, bone-chilling fear fill the pages of a summertime thriller in the spirit of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Who is Alexandra Sirowy?

Alexandra lives in a small town in Northern California. She enjoys writing about teens because she thinks they’re smart, have grit, are excited about engaging with the world, and are every bit as complex and dynamic as adults are.  In addition to writing fiction, she loves discovering new things, traveling, sourdough bread, trees, lighthouses, seven layer cakes, reading the news, music, adventures (some risky, some not-so-much), being silly with her sister, and her (partner in crime) husband. You can find her online and on twitter at @AlexandraSirowy. THE CREEPING is her first novel. 



I’m the lucky one; or at least that’s what they say. I’m here to squint up at Independence Day fireworks under an orange-hued moon; to fidget in the violet organza of my junior prom dress; to toast under the midwestern sun while sipping peach fizzies lakeside. But sometimes the luck is harder to see.
I was relieved when Jeanie’s parents moved to the opposite side of town; when they stopped going out in public. Finally their sideways glances, forever sizing me up, would stop. Naturally they wondered why I’d been spared and Jeanie hadn’t. Was I growing up to be something special? Was I worth it? By the way their faces always pinched together—mouths pursed, brows touching, eyes narrowed into slits—it was obvious they found me lacking. But who wouldn’t be?
Remember that when you judge me too quickly. Remember that I’m a product of something scary and mysterious. People who didn’t even know Jeanie won’t stop talking about it. I lived it. How else could I have turned out? There’s a burden to being the one left behind, even though I don’t remember a pinch of it. A weight always pressing down on me, like Jeanie’s lifeless body is forever hitching a piggyback, steering me with her sticky hands coiled in my hair. I can’t escape her, and I resent it.
Because if I’m being honest, Jeanie probably would have grown up to be nothing more than average. She was chunky at six, her fleshy cheeks nearly swallowing up her pinprick eyes. While all the other kindergarteners were learning to read, she couldn’t write her own name. She was the alto with a lisp in a pack of singsongy chirping little girls. I know you shouldn’t say nasty things about the dead, but since she never had the chance to become something, it’s unfair that everyone assumes that if she had, it would have been bright and shiny. At six Jeanie was one of those dull pennies forgotten on the sidewalk that everyone steps over but no one stoops to pick up; she wouldn’t have been a diamond at seventeen.

Even still, if I could remember her at all, I’m sure I would miss her. I’m told I loved her.
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The NEXT stop on the Excerpt tour is over at Hollywood The Write Way! Head on over because I know this first excerpt has got you wanting more ;)

What do you think about the excerpt? Crazy good right!? Let me know in the comments below what piqued YOUR interest!


1 comment:

  1. I'm SOOOO excited for this book! I have it on my TBR list and can't wait to get my hands on it! I'm sure (or hope) it'll be AWESOME! :D

    I also nominated you for The Blogger Recognition Award! <3
    Yvonne @ A World Between Folded Pages