Oh, man. I’m on Chapter 41, page 299 of Daisy Chain by Mary E. DeMuth and I’m freaking out. It’s time to start dinner and all I want to do is stay in the story because… because…
Shoot. I can’t tell you or I’ll ruin it. No spoilers here, no ma’am. All I’ll say is: remember when I wrote awhile back that I won’t allow myself to read fiction during the week? Daisy Chain is exactly the kind of novel I need to avoid when I’m supposed to be home schooling or be an attentive mom. It’s a novel with characters to love, a plot that gets your Irish temper up, and a looming question to answer.
Dang it, Mary. My family may eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches because my heart is stuck in your novel.
Actually, this may work out quite well for my kids, because I’m making a new recipe tonight involving lentils. Bwahahahaha. Lentils. They are going to love it. Ha – NOT.
Oops, there I go, high jacking my own post off-topic. Back to Daisy Chain.
Let’s play a game, shall we?
Daisy Chain by Mary E. DeMuth is a novel about secrets.
From the backcover:
A picture-perfect small town hides more secrets than the curved petals of a blood red rose. In the summer of 1977, innocent young Daisy Chance goes missing. Fourteen-year-old Jed Pepper has a sickening secret: He’s convinced it’s his fault.
In honor of the secrets in Daisy Chain – and because I’m competitive and I love to win – I’m entering the Two Secets, One Lie Contest as hosted by The Blog Tour Spot (like to read; love free books? You should join.) I’m going to tell you three facts about me and you need to guess what’s truth and what is a bold-faced lie.
Ready?
1. Mary and I each have a daughter with the same name.
2. I follow Mary on Twitter and her tweets are a lovely mix of humor and sweet encouragement.
3. This is the first book I’ve read by Mary even though I’ve been reading her blog for years.
Okay, there you go. One of the above is a Lie. Which one is it?
First reader to get it right will win an autographed copy of Daisy Chain, providing I win the Two Secrets, One Lie contest.
Off to stir the pot. Have fun trying to guess my lie.
Update: I reveal The Lie in the comments. (And it appears I’m a good liar, it took a bit before Sarah called me out.)