Chasing Evaline: Excerpt and Giveaway

I am so excited that CHASING EVELINE by Leslie Hauser is available now and that I get to share the news!
If you haven’t yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Leslie Hauser, be sure to check out all the details below.
This blitz also includes a giveaway for a finished copy of the book and swag courtesy of Leslie and Rockstar Book Tours. So if you’d like a chance to win, enter in the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.
About The Book:


Author: Leslie
Pub. Date: July 11,
Publisher: Pen Name
Pages: 300
Formats: Paperback,
Sixteen-year-old Ivy Higgins is the only student at Carmel Heights High
School who listens to cassettes. And her binder is the only one decorated with
album artwork by 80s band Chasing Eveline. Despite being broken-up since 1989,
this rock band out of Ireland means everything to Ivy. They’re a reminder of
her mom, who abandoned Ivy and her dad two years ago. Now the music of her
mom’s favorite band is the only connection she has left.

Even though Ivy wavers between anger and a yearning to reconnect, she’s
one-hundred percent certain she’s not ready to lose her mom forever. But the
only surefire way to locate her would be at a Chasing Eveline concert. So with
help from her lone friend Matt—an equally abandoned soul and indie music
enthusiast—Ivy hatches a plan to reunite the band.

The road to Ireland won’t be easy, though. And not just because there is no
road. Along the way they’ll have to win over their Lady Gaga-loving peers,
tangle with some frisky meerkats, and oh yeah, somehow find and persuade the
four members to play a reunion gig. It’s a near-impossible task, but Ivy has to
try. If she can’t let go of the past, she’ll never be able to find joy in the
They say music is the key to the soul. Or maybe it’s the heart. I can’t
remember exactly what my mom said that day she danced into my room with a new
record for me to hear. I was only in the fourth grade, but I became a believer.
I remember so vividly how the drums rattled deep within my chest and the lyrics
I didn’t even understand seemed to whisper secrets meant only for me. The song
lingered inside me for days. My mom swooned and told me that’s why music must
be shared.
So when I saw the desperate school blog post calling for a volunteer DJ
at tonight’s Back to School Dance, I jumped at the chance. The music my friend
Matt and I plan to throw into the mix is a giant master key. I just hope it
will open the teenage hearts in this musty gym and linger inside them long
after the last balloon deflates. This music is important to me.
I nudge Matt, whose face is glued to the computer screen at our DJ table.
A vibrating speaker to our left thumps out music, so I yell into his ear, “Is
the set list ready?”
He tilts his head toward me. “Geez, Ivy. I just plugged in the flash
“Okay, sorry.” I step away. He sweeps his blond hair out of his eyes and
returns his focus to the computer.
I pace behind him, a nervous left followed by an excited right and back
again. The musical brilliance of the greatest guitarist of all time will soon
weave through these bodies and drift into every ear. My heart floats up with
the blue and yellow balloons hovering like a latex fog.
My hand strums on my thigh while Matt continues to fuss with the
computer. Near the gym entrance, Principal Henry stands with Narc 1 and Narc 2,
and a wave of yawns travels across them. The newbie freshmen line the walls and
cluster in groups. The scene resembles a casting call for an acne medication
The dull atmosphere isn’t helped by the annoyingly synthetic pop
noise blasting through the speakers. After I offered our free DJ services to
Karen, the Dance Committee Chairperson, she gave us a mix of music tracks to
play. She was grateful to have saved some precious dollars for this year’s
prom, but 
I’m not sure she trusted two no-name juniors to get the job
However, after listening to thirty minutes of her set list, I’m seriously
questioning the cool factor of the popular crowd. Karen’s mix features some of
the worst radio music of all time. Every song is a mere echo of the previous
one—peppy beats and vacuous lyrics about hook-ups and partying. I can’t even
tell if the voices belong to boys, girls, or machines. 
I tap Matt’s shoulder. “Are you almost finished?” I nearly have to
“Yeah. I’m just making sure we have the songs in the right order.” He
turns around and leans toward me. “Ivy, you really want to do this?”
I smile at him and hope he doesn’t see all the tiny cracks waiting to
splinter. “We’re just sharing some great music. It’ll be fine.”
About Leslie:

I am a YA writer and
middle school teacher. I have a B.A. in English from UCLA and a Master’s degree
in Educational Administration. I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and currently
reside in Los Angeles, California, with my dog Mr. Darcy.
When I’m not
living in fictional worlds inside my head, I run all sorts of distances,
torture my body at CrossFit, and DVR entirely too many television shows. I
dream of one day returning to the Midwest to live on a farm. Or perhaps owning
a cookie delivery service.
My debut
novel CHASING EVELINE releases in 2017 from Pen Name Publishing.
Giveaway Details:
(1) Winner
will receive a finished copy of CHASING EVELINE & Swag, US Only.
Ends on
February 9th at Midnight EST!

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