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Tall Buildings: Disasterpiece Masterpiece
Last edited Wed Feb 24, 2016, 01:08 AM - Edit history (1)
For 5 days starting 2/24/16, another one of my books is on free promotion. And no, it has nothing to do with 9-11 or planes crashing in buildings. It's a satiric nod to those bygone career girl flicks. I can imagine her these days being a Trump supporter.
http://www.amazon.com/TALL-BUILDINGS-Disasterpiece-Veda-Dalsette-ebook/dp/B013LBB1RA/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1456249720&sr=1-1&keywords=tall+buildings+veda+dalsette
In 1962, that quaint time of polio, carbon paper, and the Constitutional right to an attorney, Junemarie leaves the farm for Manhattan to become a career girl—and to find a husband.
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer and more than a little xenophobic, she doesn't know the meaning of the word 'surrender', despite being an assistant editor in a prestigious publishing house. Her pursuit of handsome Ken Davenport is so relentless she's not deterred by her own acrophobia and the calamities to the city's tall buildings that season, including a tornado strike, towering inferno, defenestration, rooftop decapitation, and elevator mutilation. She learns about free love, beatniks, jazz, and psychoanalysis, attends the celebrated Leprosy Charity Ball, and pens her own space-age novel. The shocking secrets of a hard-boiled veteran editor, peculiar co-worker, and her beloved Ken are revealed along with her own closet's skeletons.
Not everyone can conquer the dizzying heights of modern Manhattan. Can Junemarie?
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer and more than a little xenophobic, she doesn't know the meaning of the word 'surrender', despite being an assistant editor in a prestigious publishing house. Her pursuit of handsome Ken Davenport is so relentless she's not deterred by her own acrophobia and the calamities to the city's tall buildings that season, including a tornado strike, towering inferno, defenestration, rooftop decapitation, and elevator mutilation. She learns about free love, beatniks, jazz, and psychoanalysis, attends the celebrated Leprosy Charity Ball, and pens her own space-age novel. The shocking secrets of a hard-boiled veteran editor, peculiar co-worker, and her beloved Ken are revealed along with her own closet's skeletons.
Not everyone can conquer the dizzying heights of modern Manhattan. Can Junemarie?