Rock Fiction Coveting: Just a Girl by Ellie Cahill

Posted: July 22, 2016 in Uncategorized
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The first line here catches me SO HARD.

After getting kicked out of her own band—by her own boyfriend—Presley Mason finds herself back in Wisconsin, helping her parents run their renowned music store. Instead of belting out powerhouse vocals to sold-out crowds in L.A., she’s stocking shelves and inspecting rental violins. But the shop isn’t all bad: When she’s vacuuming up late one night, she bumps into the guitar teacher with the smoldering amber eyes and the killer tattoo. And that’s when things take an interesting turn.

Presley soon finds that Paul Kellerman is as good in bed as he is on guitar. So why isn’t he stoked to share his band, Jukebox Bleu, with her? Turns out Paul has crippling stage fright, which he’s been self-medicating without much success. But when Jukebox Bleu’s lead singer gets called for military service, the other members beg Presley to front them. Even though she swore never to mix men with music again, the temptation to perform is almost as intense as her chemistry with Paul. Now Presley must decide what’s more important: a second chance at love . . . or rock stardom.

We’ve seen the shy frontman trope before. Not often; Burke’s book is the only other one Susan and I can remember. And here, it doesn’t sound like Presley is going to try to cure her lover so much as step in and railroad him. A method I particularly approve of ’cause it’s real.

And there’s other fresh stuff here: getting fired by your boyfriend. Parents who are vested in music but aren’t (so far as I can tell) former rock stars. A lead singer who gets called to military service.

Yes. I like. Bring this one, and bring it QUICK.

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