Monday, June 22, 2015

Blogtour: Silver Scars by Posy Roberts

Today we're kicking off the blog tour for Posy Roberts' latest release 

Silver Scars


A bomb destroyed high-powered lawyer Gil Lemieux’s seemingly perfect life, and PTSD has ruled every decision since the explosion that left him scarred inside and outside. Moving home with his mom is meant to be a temporary measure, just like proofreading for a medical institution is only meant to be a stopgap. But two years after taking on the wrong court case, he’s still living in fear.
Keith Kramer might be based 1,500 miles away from Gil, but their shared work brings them together—a chance meeting that’s life-changing. Gil is drawn to Keith’s good looks and intelligence, but it’s his innate understanding that Gil is more than the scars on his skin that is truly attractive. He’s everything Gil used to be and more. It blows Gil’s mind that his attraction might be returned.
Only doubt could widen the distance between them. Keith’s hopefulness, borne out of surviving some tough challenges of his own, isn’t enough to bridge the distance alone. Gil will need to believe he has as much to offer as Keith if they’re to build a life together.

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From the Cutting Room Floor...

Thanks for hosting me today. I’m excited to be here to talk about my new book, Silver Scars and to share a cut scene with you.

Gilbert Lemieux used to work in family law and was well know for being a great lawyer who fought hard to protect kids and abused partners. Not everyone ended up pleased with how the cookie crumbled, and one man saw the writing on the wall before his case went to trial. Gil represented this man's wife and children, and this guy was less than stable. His solution: plant a bomb at the lawyers house, kill him, and then the case wouldn't come to trial, at least not with Gil at the helm.

Eighteen months later, we find Gil attempting to get his life back together. He struggles with anxiety and PTSD, and the thought of working in law again is enough to turn his knees to jelly. Toss in there a fear of loud noises, and you can see how the hope of stepping foot into a courtroom with a gavel-loving judge is not going to be happening any time soon.

I had to cut out a scene where Gil visits a courtroom to help him deal with his over-reaction to the noise of the gavel. The judge was very kind and wanted to help him work through some of his reactions, but the scene didn't fit in the story as well as I would've liked. It seemed pasted in so it had to go, but that means I can share it with you today.

That's the fun part about cutting scenes. Eventually I get to share them. :)

The next day I sit closer to the bench and do the same every afternoon for two weeks.
Then on a Friday after the last case of the day wraps up earlier than expected, Judge Russell asks me, “Why are you sitting out there rather than arguing cases? I’ve missed your face in my courtroom.”
I consider lying for a half second but then decide against it. “You might have heard about the explosion at my house.”
She nods and waits.
“The sound of the gavel is….” I shrug, wishing I weren’t there admitting something so shameful. “The noise triggers me. If I ever stand a chance of getting back in the courtroom, I can’t fall apart when a judge tries to call order.”
She gives me a kind smile. “Follow me to my chambers.”
“Follow me.”
You don’t ignore a judge, so I join her. She offers me her chair and I reluctantly take it.
“Now this,” she says as she hands a wooden gavel to me, handle first. “Feel it. Hit it. Do whatever you need to get comfortable.”
I smack it hard.
The noise is loud but easily deadened by the carpet and the drapes in the room, not echoey like it would be in the courtroom, bouncing off the hard surfaces. It still makes me sweat profusely, so I hit it again and again. The more I hit the sounding block, the less intense my reaction is, even if it’s nowhere close to what I was pre-explosion.
After about ten minutes, I thank Judge Russell.
“Any time.” She grins at me, accomplished, before I slip out of her chambers.
It’s as if she thought I’d be miraculously cured by the experience. If there’s one thing I’ve learned since the explosion, miracles don’t spontaneously happen. Miracles need to be fought for.

About the author:

Posy Roberts writes about romantic male love. Whether these characters are family men, drag queens, or lonely men searching for connections, they all find a home in her stories.

Posy is married to a man who makes sure she doesn’t forget to eat or sleep; her daughter, a budding author and dedicated Whovian, helps her come up with character names. When Posy’s not writing, she enjoys crafting, hiking, and singing spontaneously about the mundane, just to make normal seem more interesting.



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  1. Congrats! Looking forward to this read! Thanks for the chance!

  2. Thanks for hosting me! <3

  3. Congratulations on the new release! Looking forward to reading it!

  4. Congrats on the release. Love the way the blurb sounds.

  5. Congratulations on your new release! I am looking forward to reading this book.

  6. Congrats on the release - and what a wonderful book again! :)


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