Monday, February 17, 2014

Brian Scott Mednick, author of Unnecessary Headaches: A Novel


Brian Scott Mednick is an author, filmmaker, and stand-up comedian who graduated New York University's Tisch School of the Arts with a BFA in Film and Television in 1995. Brian spent fifteen years writing and researching a biography of Gene Wilder entitled Gene Wilder: Funny and Sad, published in December 2010 by BearManor Media. Brian is widely considered the foremost authority on Mr. Wilder and his work, and his book has been cited in publications in the United States, Europe, and India.

From 1990 – 93, Brian served as producer of the syndicated radio program Soap Opera Radio, which featured interviews with the stars of daytime television.  Brian has been active in the New York independent film scene and has worked in various capacities for Geraldo Rivera’s Investigative News Group, Gramercy Pictures, Shooting Gallery, and New Line Cinema.

Brian Scott Mednick wrote, produced, and directed the 1992 short film
Confessions of a Male Prostitute, which received a rave from Rex Reed, who wrote, "I am a bit speechless. This is exemplary work...revealing much sensitivity and intelligence. I actually could have hung in there with [these] characters for another hour or so." Mr. Reed further said that Brian has "obvious talent" and concluded, "This short film is so good I would be very keen to see what [Brian Scott Mednick comes] up with in the next few years."

Brian has reviewed film and theater for such publications as Show Business Weekly and Good Times.  His political writing has appeared in Metro and on parcbench.com.  He was a regular contributor to The Jewish Voice for nearly two years.

Over the years, he has interviewed such celebrities as talk show hosts Alan Colmes and Joy Behar, former New York Governor Mario Cuomo, former Massachusetts Congressman Barney Frank, comedian-director David Steinberg, directors Arthur Hiller (Love Story, Silver Streak), Bud Yorkin (Start the Revolution Without Me, Twice in a Lifetime), and Mel Stuart (Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory), producer Mace Neufeld (The Frisco Kid, The Hunt for Red October), actress Kelly LeBrock (The Woman in Red, Weird Science), Oscar-winning actor Martin Landau (Crimes and Misdemeanors, Ed Wood), 2013 GOP New York mayoral contender John Catsimatidis, and comedienne Marilyn Michaels.  He twice interviewed the late former New York City Mayor Ed Koch, including doing one of the very last interviews he gave.

He has performed stand-up comedy at many New York City clubs including The Duplex and Don't Tell Mama.  Brian's second book, an anthology called
Drinking Games...and Other Stories, was published on November 1, 2011 and is available for purchase from Amazon.com and CreateSpace.  His latest book, the novel Unnecessary Headaches, is now available from Amazon.com and CreateSpace.

You can contact him at
BrianScottNYC@gmail.com.

Title: Unnecessary Headaches

Author: Brian Scott Mednick

ISBN: 978-1-475-23978-2

Page count: 150 pages

Genre: Fiction/Family Life

Price: $15.00

Tell us about your book:
Harvey and Betty Sugarman seemed to have a good life.  They were both successful in their careers – he a lawyer, she a journalist – and lived comfortably in Manhattan’s Stuyvesant Town.  Most importantly, they took pride in having a bright son in college named Daniel.  But just as some underlying secrets are about to be revealed, the Sugarmans’ world changes when Betty is diagnosed with ovarian cancer.

The Sugarman men try their best to be strong as Daniel struggles to hide his homosexuality from his parents and Harvey tries to put his dream of a second career as a writer of Broadway musicals on hold.

Set against the backdrop of modern day New York City, Unnecessary Headaches is a poignant story of a family trying to live their lives despite the brutal realities that stand in their way.

“A moving, memorable, and deeply human story of a family dealing with life’s heartaches,” says Joe Franklin of Bloomberg Radio.  “I couldn’t put it down.  A very impressive first novel.”

How long did it take to write the book?
On and off, about two years.

What inspired you to write the book?
The story just came to me.  I wanted to write a contemporary story about regular people whose lives suddenly change and how they deal with a crisis.

Talk about the writing process. Did you have a writing routine? Did you do any research, and if so, what did that involve?
I did not have any formal writing process.  I wrote the bulk of the book and then abandoned it for more than six months, then finally looked at it again and thought it was too good not to finish.  But I had terrible writer’s block.

What do you hope your readers come away with after reading your book?
Well, the feedback I have gotten from people who have read it is that they were very moved by the story and actually cried.  That is a very big compliment.  I hope readers find the story compelling, care for the characters, and above all are entertained.


Excerpt from book:

SEVENTEEN

Betty came home after spending eight days in the hospital.  Her infection was gone but the whole experience wiped her out.  Once home, it was like she had just undergone more chemo, for she was tired, in bed most of the time, and hardly eating.  Her frustration was apparent.  It was difficult to get her to engage in conversation.  When she was awake, she often just sat in the living room staring into space.  She would try to read but just could not concentrate.  And she had several more chemotherapy sessions to look forward to.
            She finished her last chemotherapy session mid-February and was given the news that she was in remission.  Harvey and Betty were thrilled.  But they were also realistic – she would need to remain cancer-free for a year and a half in order to be completely out of the woods.
            Daniel was relieved that Betty was in remission.  Over the next several weeks, he was able to concentrate on his studies and spend lots of time with Troy.
            At the end of March, Betty received a phone call from Dr. Spitz, who was concerned about her white blood cell count.  Betty needed more tests, which revealed the cancer was back.  Her remission did not even last two months.
            Harvey and Betty were devastated.  More chemotherapy was to follow, as well as radiation.  They could barely muster up the energy to talk to each other, except to agree on one thing: they were not going to tell Daniel.  He was so elated at the news of Betty being in remission that they feared telling him would make him neglect school and worry.
            Still thinking his mother was in remission, Daniel insisted on coming up from school.  With Betty in good health, Daniel felt now was the time to come out to his parents.
            One afternoon in mid-April, after the three had a very nice lunch in Union Square, Daniel stood in the living room and declared, “I’m gay…  I’m...I’m gay.”
            Time seemed to stand still as the words flowed from Daniel’s mouth like a bowling ball shattering the glass coffee table.  Harvey and Betty looked at each other.  There was silence.  Then Harvey cleared his throat and said, “Are you sure?”
            “Yes, dad, I’m sure.”
            Harvey nodded thoughtfully.  Betty seemed a bit in shock.
            “Mom?  Are you all right?”
            “I...I don’t know what to say.”
            “Well, are you angry?” Daniel asked.
            “No, I’m not angry.  I...”
            “I think we just need to sorta take this in,” Harvey offered.  “You know, just let it settle and then maybe, you know, analyze it and think it through.”
            “Well, there isn’t much to think through,” Daniel said.  “I’m gay, I’m happy, and I love you.  And I thought you should know.”
            “Well, we appreciate that, we do,” Harvey said.
            Daniel seemed to expect more from Betty but she just seemed dazed.  Daniel needed to get out of there and was about to leave when Betty asked, “Is Troy gay too?”
            “Yes, he is.”
            “So are the two of you...”
            “Yes, mom.  Troy is my boyfriend.”
            Another long silence.
            “Well, why don’t I let you both talk or do whatever,” Daniel said.  “I’m gonna go out.”
            “Yes, yes,” Harvey said.  “Good idea.  You come out – I mean, ha, I mean go out.  Come out?  Did I say that?  You go out and do...what...you do.”
            Daniel left the apartment.  Harvey and Betty sat still for a bit before Betty said, “I think I want a glass of wine.”
Betty went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of Chardonnay from a bottle in the fridge that was left over from dinner a few nights ago.  She took a generous sip before firmly telling Harvey, “I blame this on the Internet!”
            “What?”
            “I’m serious.  Everything is online now.  Everyone is free to be whatever they want.  No consequences.  You want to have sex with dogs, there’s a Web site for that.”
            “Betty, listen to yourself.”
            “I can hear myself perfectly fine.  Are you going to tell me you are happy with this news?  You’re happy that our only child will never get married or give us grandchildren?”
            “You don’t know that.  Look, it’s a lot to take in.  But let’s not lose sight of the bigger picture.  I mean, he’s a good kid.  Always has been.”
            “I had doubts about sending him to that hippie arts college in the middle of nowhere.  I never liked the idea.”
            “Hippie?”
            “I really needed this, right?  I really needed this with all that’s going on with me.”
            “Hey, that kid has a life outside of us, okay?  Where is your compassion?  Where is that big bleeding compassionate liberal heart now that your son needs it?”
            “Leave me be, will you?”
“No!  I am not giving you a pass because you’re sick.  Do you remember when we first met?  How we used to joke about being two commie left-wing liberal Jews?  A perfect match.  Remember years ago when you got all worked up because you thought we were committing some crime by having no black friends?  I have news for you, lady.  When you got sick, we didn’t have any white friends either, okay?!  I had to deal with this all by myself.  And you – now, of all times – you have a problem with hearing that our son, the most important thing in our lives, having a problem with him telling us he is gay?  Good God, woman.  Are you crazy?  He told us he is gay and you are treating it like he robbed a bank.  I love Daniel.  No matter what.  I am proud of him.  I am proud – hell, I am overjoyed – he found someone like that Troy.  Think of someone else besides yourself, Betty.  Daniel is our world.”
            “And you want him to deal with all of the shit that goes along with being gay?  The jokes and the attacks and the AIDS?  I just want him to be regular.”
            “Regular?  He’s not a cup of coffee!”
            “You know what I mean!”
            “Betty, we are in twenty-first century New York City.  Things are different now.  Daniel is a smart kid, he knows how to take care of himself.”
            Betty sat down and started to weep.  Harvey sat next to her and put his arm around her.
            “It’ll be okay,” Harvey assured her.  “It’ll be okay.”


Where can we go to buy your book?
Amazon.com

Any other links or info you'd like to share?

Monday, February 10, 2014

Joseph M. Rinaldo, author of Valerie's Retreat



I live in Nashville, Tennessee, with my wife and daughter. We like to go boating as a family, and I jog to stay fit. My daughter has Down syndrome and competes in Special Olympics powerlifting, bowling, and basketball. I'm an assistant basketball coach and helper "coach" for powerlifting. My arms are so tiny they make Barney Fife look strong.
The actual impetus for me to begin writing came while I was reading Three Weeks With My Brother by Nicholas Sparks. When I got to the part where he received a million-dollar advance, I thought, “Holy cow! He’s a good writer, but I know I can do this, too.” I’ve been writing since that day in 2004.

Title: Valerie's Retreat
Author: Joseph M. Rinaldo
ISBN: 9781492762621
Page count: 402
Genre: Romantic Thriller
Price: $7.99 Kindle $12.59 Paperback

Tell us about your book: Valerie's Retreat puts Valerie's crisis management skills on display. You'll get to know her pretty average life. Her job as the head teller at a bank, her one bedroom apartment, and her exceptionally lazy cat give the impression that she could be anyone you meet in your daily life. However, when things start to get rough, her first reaction is to run. An abusive childhood you learn about as the story proceeds left her with shaky decision-making skills. Franco, her boyfriend, doesn't know what the right answer is either. Between them they commit a little felony and leave the country.

How long did it take to write the book? That's harder to answer than one might think. I wrote the book in a few months, since I was working part-time. However, I reread/edited it twice, my wife edited it once, and we had a professional editor. Start to finish, all of that takes somewhere in the nine month range.

What inspired you to write the book? My background has a teeny influence on Valerie's Retreat. Valerie meets a man sixteen years her junior at a local church dance. My wife and I have the same age difference and met at the same kind of place. We still smile at each other when we drive by that dance hall/community center even after fourteen years of marriage. Dang, we're cute! Seriously, like my wife, Valerie is NOT a cougar on the prowl. We met long before anyone heard that term. Valerie wasn't searching for any kind of specific man, she just happened to find Franco. He happened to be younger, and neither of them cared.

Talk about the writing process. Did you have a writing routine? Did you do any research, and if so, what did that involve?
Research interests me greatly. I don't really have a technique or process to writing; I sit down and type. The research for me falls into two categories: intentional and inadvertent. The intentional is obvious. You need a fact so you search it on the internet. Inadvertent is much more important and beneficial! Noticing the way friends, coworkers, strangers react in a variety of situations helps me develop characters and create plot twists better than anything written on the internet. Keeping my eyes and ears open in everyday life adds depth and meaning to my books.

What do you hope your readers come away with after reading your book? I want the reader to follow Valerie's actions and have a strong reaction. Love her? Hate her? Think she's crazy? I'd do that, too? Everyone has different levels of tolerance, compassion, understanding… for the trials other people face. Valerie (and Franco, her boyfriend) face some pretty daunting situations. Valerie's abusive childhood left her few coping skills, but she's forty years old and able to think for herself. What do you, the reader, think about her behavior? I hope the readers think about this book long after they finish it.



Excerpt from book:
Valerie walked into her modest, nicely kept, one-bedroom apartment; a ten-minute drive from where she worked. Caesar immediately greeted her just inside the door.  She hoisted him up. "You’re the fattest kitty in the whole world." The tiger striped tabby cat came from the Animal Shelter and resembled anything but a kitten. "You’re also the best kitty in the whole world."
She began to change her clothes and pulled her cell phone out of her purse. The blinking red light indicated a message.
"Hey, Val! It’s Janet. You promised to come to the singles dance at Saint John the Baptist tonight. I’ll be by to pick you up at six-thirty unless you want to get a bite to eat before we go? I get home a little after five, so call me at home after five-fifteen or call me at work before five or on my cell phone between five and five-fif-" Valerie smiled, wondering when Janet would learn that the voicemail would, in fact, cut her off, regardless of the topic. Janet Knead pulled double-duty as Valerie’s best friend and Social Director.
She deleted the first message, and the second one played. "That cranky little mailbox of yours cut me off! I think you probably got the message of when and where to call me, so I’m going to hang up before your mailbox cuts me off again, and I have to call back to show that little spoiled piece of electronic whodads just who’s boss. Call me."
Valerie looked at Caesar, who had laid across her right foot while she listened to the messages.  "I’d rather stay home with you, but I promised I’d go." She reached down to rub his head.  As her fingertips approached, he rolled onto his back and stretched, exposing his belly.  "That’s my cute cuddly fat kitty."
Still only halfway out of the dress she wore to work, she grabbed the phone and went to her bedroom. She hit speed dial as she unzipped the back of the dress.  Janet answered on the first ring.
They exchanged greetings, and then Valerie asked, "Would you be disappointed if I didn’t go to that dance with you tonight?"
"I definitely would be disappointed! You need to get out of the apartment and do something fun," Janet chided.
"I know, but I had a really bad day at work, and I just don’t feel like it."
"What time is it?" Janet asked rhetorically, checking the digital clock on her office phone.
"Four twenty, you sure do keep banker’s hours."
Valerie laughed. "Yeah, working from ten till eight almost every day, including Saturdays, I might add, not to mention working one to five most Sundays, those are great hours.  Seriously, this working at an in-store branch is getting old."
"It’s great for the customers though. I get my banking and grocery shopping done all in one stop. Maybe I should write commercials for Community First National Bank!?" In her best radio voice Janet said, "Community First, where service and convenience aren’t in our name, but they’re in our heart."
"Wow! You should keep your day job," Valerie suggested.
"I will," Janet sighed. "Being an administrative assistant is my life. Well, anyway, I’ll pick you up for dinner, and we can discuss whether we’ll go to the dance or not."
Valerie laughed again. "If you’re driving, I know where we’ll end up."
"I’ll be there at five-thirty or six or abo-"
"Or whenever you get here," Valerie interjected for her unpunctual friend.
"Be dressed appropriately."
"Tight jeans with a shape-showing top?"
"That’s my plan!"
"Janet, that’s what you wear to work, to dance, to workout-"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just be ready when I get there."


Where can we go to buy your book?
Ebook - http://www.amazon.com/Valeries-Retreat-Joseph-Rinaldo-ebook/dp/B00GCWNOQM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1383787993&sr=8-1&keywords=Valerie%27s+Retreat
Paperback - http://www.amazon.com/Valeries-Retreat-Joseph-M-Rinaldo/dp/1492762628/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1383787993&sr=8-1

Any other links or info you'd like to share?
My website: www.josephmrinaldo.com
My blog: http://wwwjosephmrinaldocom.blogspot.com
Facebook author page: https://www.facebook.com/JosephRinaldoBooks
Twitter handle: @jmrinaldo
Goodreads page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4564292.Joseph_Rinaldo
Book trailer link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKXY54oD_gg

Monday, February 3, 2014

L.W.R. Lee, Author of the Andy Smithson MG Fantasy Series - Book 2: Venom of the Serpent’s Cunning



Author Bio:
From an early age L. R. W. knew she wanted to write a children’s book. Her imagination for such a book was cultivated early on as her family didn’t have a lot of money. She and her older brother were encouraged to use their imaginations to entertain themselves. And use them they did – climbing trees and tree forts, using a quilt for a matchbox car city, making puppets and putting on shows, and much more and her creativity and imagination grew.

She went to college and got a degree in Accounting. However, most folks frown on “creative accounting”, so she continued to put her imagination/writing on hold.  Her business and creative interests eventually led her to found and grow a successful company which, with her partner, she sold in January 2012, leaving her time to imagine and write for the first time.

L. R. W. lives in scenic Austin, TX with her husband, her daughter who is a Longhorn at UT Austin and her son who is in high school.

Title: Andy Smithson: Venom of the Serpent’s Cunning, Book 2
Author: L. R. W. Lee
ISBN: 978-1494730161
Page count: 235 pages
Genre: MG Fantasy Adventure
Price:
eBook: $3.99
Paper: $12.99

Tell us about your book:
Venom of the Serpent’s Cunning is the continuation of L. R. W. Lee’s well-received debut novel Blast of the Dragon’s Fury and the next offering in this seven-book Andy Smithson allegorical, fantasy, adventure series for middle graders.

In Venom of the Serpent’s Cunning, Lee continues to weave a tale of mystery and intrigue as the main character, Andy Smithson, who is now 11-years-old, returns to Oomaldee to retrieve the second ingredient needed to break a 500-year-old curse enacted to punish the current ruler for murdering his older sister when she was 15. Not one to forgive easily, Imogenia’s spirit is bent on thwarting Andy to preserve the curse and naively aligns herself with the evil, scheming Abbadon. 

Things go from bad to worse when a creature Abaddon conjures from the darkest magic steals the Stone of Athanasia, the source of the ruler’s immortality, causing the king and his wizard, Mermin, to fall gravely ill. Andy is forced to choose between retrieving the stone to save those he loves or obediently going after the second ingredient. What will he chose? Will he be able to save the King and Mermin?

You won’t want to miss the non-stop action, drama and thrills on this adventure that is Andy Smithson: Venom of the Serpent’s Cunning, Book 2.

How long did it take to write the book?
Approximately 7 months including inventing a detailed outline

What inspired you to write the book?
I’ll address that more from an overview of the series rather than book 2 alone. Andy Smithson is a seven-book allegorical, coming-of-age, fantasy adventure. When I was 8, I read C. S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe and I knew I wanted to write a children’s fantasy adventure, but not just any fantasy adventure. I wanted to write one that was also an allegory with a deeper meaning. The specifics were not clear, but the passion was there.

I remember having a sense that I did not have a narrative of deeper meaning to share as I grew up, but I always looked for one. It was when I brought on a partner to help me grow a multi-million dollar company I had founded that I observed that my partner/mentor was teaching me philosophies for business, but also narratives that were significantly changing how I lived my life, making it more peaceful and meaningful.

After selling the business in 2012, I knew I wanted to share the uncommon life principles my mentor imparted to me with readers in the hope that after spending several hours with me, their lives might be better, not just having been entertained, but impacted longer-term. A few of these uncommon principles include overcoming frustration, impatience, fear, and jealousy. As well, they include understanding why it makes practical sense to tell the truth, and understanding that success in life comes from responsibility, diligence, and dignity to name a few. As you can tell, this is my passion to accomplish through my books!

As for the specifics of the Andy Smithson series, I’ve always loved books set in medieval times with castles and sword fighting, so the world of Oomaldee evolved easily in my mind. The specifics arose as I thought through what scenarios might help me create a riveting tale while also accomplishing my objective of imparting uncommon life principles as part of the story line without hitting kids over the head with lessons that killed the story line.

Talk about the writing process. Do you have a writing routine? Did you do any research, and if so, what did that involve?
I start by inventing what a specific book needs to accomplish in the grand scheme of the seven-book series. From that, I put together a rough outline of the book. I think through the various characters that exist and think about how each needs to grow. This then has me invent the events I will use to produce said growth. From there, I flesh out more details with the scenes. For example, if a chapter needs a character to use a specific tool, I look back in the outline and invent where I will introduce said tool earlier in the book. Once I think I’ve got a solid outline, I go back and force myself to justify each chapter and specify how it moves the action along while accomplishing the goal of character growth. If I find I can’t justify a given chapter I nix it - no sense in writing a chapter that doesn’t accomplish anything. By the time I’m done with this process, I usually have the full book in my head and can move and dance with it. Only then do I begin crafting sentences.

Some people prefer just sitting down and writing. I can’t do that. I need to work through this process so I know where I’m going. It also significantly reduces rewriting and editing, which I do not enjoy. I also find that as I have the whole novel in my head, the characters start doing things I didn’t expect and the plot evolves from there. It always amazes me how rich the characters make the book when you let them loose in this structure.

What do you hope your readers come away with after reading your book?
1) What does it mean to take a stand for something?
2) What must one be willing to endure when standing on principle?
3) How does one choose between what you hold dear and obedience, if they conflict?
4) How to overcome frustration


Excerpt from book:

Not for the first time since his return home from Oomaldee, Andy stood before the ugly, three-foot-tall concrete garden gnome. Its full, white-painted beard and long, crooked nose were complemented by a bright red pointy hat, patched black pants, and a blue jacket that looked like it could fit two gnomes. It somehow reminded Andy of Mermin, the king of Oomaldee’s kindly old wizard. His mom insisted it looked “So cute!” every time Dad hinted at moving it to a less conspicuous spot in the backyard.
Quickly, Andy scanned the patio, looked between nearby shade trees, and glanced around the long-neglected wooden playhouse, making sure no one watched. He pulled a gold key from the pouch hanging around his neck and begged, "Please wake up. Please?"
He stared intently into the gnome’s bulging eyes, hoping to see the slightest movement. Not a blink. Not a dart. Not a twitch. Nothing. Not that way down deep he had expected it to move, or that he had wanted to awaken a garden gnome and have it think he was its friend. That would be weird! All the same...
Andy let out a long, slow sigh and hung his head.
No stone statues that come to life when the gold key is near, no fire-breathing dragons, no flying pegasi, no vulture-men or Abaddon to battle. Well, that part I don't miss, he thought. But what I'd give to see the King, Mermin, Alden, Marta, and Hans again. And to taste Marta's awesome chocolate chip cookies! He could almost smell the fresh-baked aroma that wafted down the stone-lined hallway outside the castle kitchens every time Marta made them.
Andy laughed. I must be sick. I even miss the smell of cow farts. He smiled, then reached down and rubbed his stomach. It felt like a tiny King Abaddon fought within him, blasting fire and poison at his insides. In fact, his stomach hadn't been feeling well for quite some time. 
I wonder if I'll ever get to go back.
He remembered the night he had been abruptly sent home after telling the king about the old trunk he found in the attic. The note inside the trunk expressly told him not to mention it to anyone.
I’ll never make that mistake again! If only whoever sent me home would forgive me and let me go back. If only…
 Madison, older than Andy by two years, stuck her head out the back door and yelled loudly enough for the neighbors to hear, “Mom, Andy’s trying to make that gnome come to life again! I just saw him.”
Andy quickly stuffed the gold key back in its hiding place and turned to glare at her. “You have no idea what I was doing!”
“You had that same look as when I saw you trying to make the angel on the top of the Christmas tree and the knight above the fireplace come to life. You’re pathetic, Andy.”
She pulled her head back inside.
Through the screen door he overheard his mom say, ”Maddy, dear, you know Dr. Frandangle said we need to encourage and support Andy. He’s going through a difficult time.”
“Dr. Frandangle’s a quack!” Madison replied, slamming the door behind her.
Andy agreed. Dr. Frandangle, his “counselor,” was a quack. A quack who had been introduced into his life a couple months after he’d returned from Oomaldee. Apparently, waving his arms at the ceiling and yelling that he needed to go back to break the curse had upset his parents more than a little. And insisting that he told the truth when they questioned him about his change of clothes and the pouch that hung from his neck only made the situation worse. That, combined with him no longer wanting to play his video games (who wants to fight a pretend dragon when you’ve battled one in real life?) and no longer arguing with his mom when she asked him to mow the lawn, take out the trash, or go to bed, put his parents on edge. Go figure.
He remembered his dad calling a family conference the night before his first appointment and doing his uncomfortable best to explain that he and Mom understood Andy’s needs were greater than what they were equipped to handle. Dr. Frandangle was going to help them help Andy.
Gotta love Dad. Trying to “fix” me, Andy remembered thinking. And when his dad made it clear that no one outside their family was to know Andy was seeing a shrink, he remembered laughing to himself. Can never be less than perfect in this family!
Between Dr. Frandangle asking about any dreams he might be having or invisible friends, Andy began to wonder about this doctor’s qualifications. He hated having to talk about his feelings with a stranger. In the end, the doctor had come back with a diagnosis of severe low self-esteem, suggesting that treating Andy “more gently” would help him build some self-confidence. The diagnosis had worked because his parents started paying more attention to him.
For the first time in he couldn’t remember how many years, Dad had taken him and Madison trick-or-treating. Both—yes, both—his parents had actually come to hear him sing in the choir as part of the school Christmas pageant and had attended his spring play, The Princess and the Pea, even though he had the part of a servant and only spoke seven lines. But the best part by far was that all this attention made his sister, Miss Perfect, jealous. She resented the fact that Andy, in all his glorious imperfection, somehow got more of their parents’ attention. It drove her crazy. He loved it!
Unfortunately, while his parents paid more attention to him, he could tell Dad still did not accept him for who he was and didn’t approve of his grades, even though he’d (unsuccessfully) tried to bring them up.


Where can we go to buy your book?

Book 2
Amazon Paper: http://amzn.to/1eHKa4Q
Amazon Kindle: http://amzn.to/1j6sEKP
All other eBook versions: http://bit.ly/KlCycx
Book 1
Amazon Paper: http://amzn.to/17pu0ut
FREE eBook (all versions): http://bit.ly/Lk6yH5




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