Off Script by Liv Bartlet Official Book Tour :)
“I kissed Edward Wolverton once. It
was everything it was supposed to be—and then some... maybe I’ll kiss him
again.”
TV Producer
Bea Douglas’s last confession to her former business partner and ex-best friend
wasn’t meant to tempt the fates. She’s eager to escape the hypocrisy of the
television industry and years of hiding her faith for the convenience of other
people. Edward Wolverton may be hot, smart, and funny—but he’s also two steps
out of rehab with a self-proclaimed allergy to Christianity.
But after a
club night turns violent, Bea loses her sense of self while Eddie teeters on
the edge of relapse. Their connection to each other is the only certainty. To
be together, each will have to let go of past pain and have faith in a love
that never fades.
Off Script is an uncommon story of the power of
love and resilience to bring people together in a society that does its best to
tear them apart.
Becca is a professor, a scientist, and
a secret romantic who insisted their first order of business in London was a
meandering five-mile walk to see Big Ben. She lives with her husband, children,
and an ever-expanding roster of pets in Logan, Utah.
Sarah is an Army brat, an Excel geek,
and has a lot of opinions on the differences between science fiction and
fantasy. She lives with her cat, Sir Jack—who is featured prominently on Liv’s
Instagram —just outside Salt Lake City.
Top
Ten List
Our
Top 10 Favorite Romances
- Elizabeth and Darcy (Pride & Prejudice)
- Ross and Demelza (Poldark)
- Mulder and Scully (X-Files)
- Claire and Jaime (Outlander)
- Damon and Elena (Vampire Diaries)
- Crichton and Aeryn (Farscape)
- Josh and Donna (The West Wing)
- Perry and Beloved (unpublished work by my CP)
- Elizabeth and Ian (Almost Heaven)
- Jane and Michael (Jane, the Virgin)
SNIPPET 1
I deplane in a haze and make my
way to the train. The familiarity clangs against the strangeness of
the summer. When I travelled away from Vancouver, Eddie was with
Siena, Kat was still my best friend, and I was the consummate
professional. In four short months, I’ve lost Kat and could be
fired for kissing Eddie—not that I will, because our set is plagued
by scandal. My indiscretion is a drop in the bucket of possible
sexual harassment.
Thankfully, he’s no more likely
to confess to snogging a Mormon than I am to kissing the talent.
Thank heavens that’s all I did. Score one for so-called antiquated
beliefs about sex and marriage. I may not be the classic Mormon girl,
but I’ve held onto some pieces of myself, including virginity.
On the train, Vancouver cityscapes
give way to dense trees. When I shake off my funk and power up my
phone, it dings like I’ve won a jackpot in Vegas. Most messages are
from Josh and a few are from my assistant, Lizzie. Then there’s a
very long one from my mom.
Hey baby girl, remember to let
me know when you arrive in Vancouver. I know things have been tough
this summer, but try to see this as your start-over moment. It’s
been hard to watch you live in pieces.
My mom has this way of saying all
the things I can’t. I’ve been living in so many pieces that I
couldn’t tell anyone what picture the puzzle forms anymore. The
more Kat defined what was acceptable, the more I sectioned my
personality. At twenty-eight, I know less about who I am than I did
at nineteen.
Eddie’s disgust at learning my
religion flits through memory. My faith is a closely-guarded secret
for a dozen reasons that probably don’t make sense to anyone but
me. Cowardly, perhaps, but sometimes bravery only leads to pain. Life
was smoother the less I challenged Kat’s distaste of religion and
smoothest if I said nothing and did little that spoke of my Mormon
side. I’m not sure if I still qualify as Mormon. I’m never quite
Mormon enough for the religious elite but I’m way too Mormon for
the non-religious.
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