Showing posts with label Jennifer Banash. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 21, 2014

Cover Reveal & ARC Giveaway: Silent Alarm by Jennifer Banash

Hello everyone!
I am so excited to say I've been asked by Penguin/G.P. Putnam's Sons to share with my readers today the cover reveal for Author Jennifer Banash's NEW and Upcoming novel, SILENT ALARM! I am a huge fan of the author, her book White Lines was a spectacular read. Along with the cover reveal the amazing people are Penguin have offered to give away a print ARC of Silent Alarm to one of my lucky readers. How cool it that? So without further ado... 





PRESENTING....
SILENT ALARM!


Life changes in a second. 
It was just another Tuesday afternoon for Alys Aronson, worried about her upcoming violin audition, wishing for her boyfriend’s arms wrapped around her. Instead, she was hunched over her history notes in the school library, where she couldn’t have known what was in store—that her brother was headed to that same library with a rifle in his hand. Though she’ll never know why, he spares her, but kills fifteen others that day, only ending the bloodshed by turning the gun on himself.

In an instant, her high school becomes one of those places you hear about on the news, and her brother, Luke, is branded a monster. In the aftermath of the shooting, Alys and her parents struggle to make sense of what’s happened and find a way to stay together. All along the way, trying to answer that unbearable question: Why?

Exquisitely written with a powerfully evocative voice, Jennifer Banash’s Silent Alarm is raw, heartbreaking, and ultimately beautiful.

What does everyone think of the new cover?


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Saturday, August 3, 2013

2nd Annual: ★ Authors Are Rockstars Tour ★ Jennifer Banash (White Lines), YOU ROCK!

Hi gang! Guess what? Bittersweet Enchantment (moi') was asked to be part of the annual Authors Are Rockstars Tour! The event is hosted by the following bloggers: Fiktshun, Two Chicks on Books, Magical Urban Fantasy Reads. (You guys are rockstars too!)


The Authors Are Rockstars Tour is a yearly event where bloggers like myself get to honor one of their favorite authors. There is more then 160 authors & bloggers participating this year which to me is totally epic. 


You may be asking yourself what author do I think is a 


None other then the amazing, brilliant, bold and all around EPIC:

Jennifer Banash is the author of the book WHITE LINES. Maybe you've her of it? Her other works include The Elite series, Hollywoodland, and upcoming release; Silent Alarm. 



Earlier in the year I wrote a review for White Lines basically gushing about how much I loved the book - found here. After contacting Jennifer to show her my review she told me how much she adored my review and was super sweet to offer me a copy of the book for a giveaway. Jennifer totally is a ROCKSTAR to me not only for her kind words, taking the time to chat with me, and generosity but just writing such a EPIC novel. For those of you who haven't read White Lines, go...now...and...DO IT! White Lines deals with many sensitive subjects and topics that rarely appear in YA fiction. The major ones being drugs and partying set in the dark and gritty world in the nightlife of NY City during the 80's. Jennifer is definitely is a risk taker holding nothing back while writing. White Lines was one of my very favorite reads in 2013. I hope one day I can get to meet Jennifer Banash in person so I can give her a hug and tell her how much I admire her not only as a writer but for her beautiful soul. 
Jennifer Banash! YOU ROCK! 

Jennifer has written a beautiful guest post for my blog talking about her book and herself.


If I’m being truthful, no one really inspired me to write. Growing up, I didn’t have an important teacher up who took me under her wing or anything like that, and my parents certainly didn’t encourage it as a career—or even a hobby. I was always a huge reader, though—it wasn’t unusual for me to tear through a stack of books in a few short days, and my love for reading certainly influenced me as a writer. I adored books like Little Women and A Tree Grows in Brooklyn when I was little, and devoured the Sweet Valley High series. Deenie, by Judy Blume, was also an important book for me, as I, much like the main character, had pretty bad scoliosis, and had to wear a brace for a time. But generally, I didn’t read many YA books per se—I started reading adult fiction pretty early, and generally preferred it, especially writers like Bret Easton Ellis (Less Than Zero had a huge impact on me) Hemingway, Virginia Woolf, and JD Salinger. But basically, my love of reading long predated my love for writing, but the two really go hand-in-hand. As I tell my students now, you cannot be a good writer if you aren’t a good reader. When I did start writing, early on in college, I was a poet. I didn’t start writing fiction till much later—when I realized that my poems were narratives in their own right, stories that needed to be told in a different, longer, and more involved format.

White Lines was partially based on my own experience growing up in Manhattan during the late 80’s. Like Cat, I was a club kid, throwing parties at night, stumbling through high school in the daylight hours.  It was a story that I put off writing for a very long time—fifteen years, to be exact—because it represented a painful time in my life. Many people who were the inspirations behind characters in the book, like Julian and Giovanni, are now dead from drugs, suicide, or AIDS. But even though the process of returning to that time period wasn’t initially pleasant, I knew it was a story I had to tell. The books took me two years to write in fits and starts, and almost another year of editing. When I was done, it felt like something in me could finally go to sleep. In fact, the night the book sold, instead of celebrating, I passed out at 9 PM! The whole experience was cathartic, but it was also extremely emotionally draining. Cat’s story is not my story—she’s a fictional character and very much her own person—but I like to think that some of my misspent youth lives on in her, that I’ve managed to, against all odds, make something beautiful out of it.  As a writer, I always trust my characters, and let them take me where they want to go. In fact, it’s one of my favorite moments in the writing process—that instant where the characters begin to take over and assert their needs, their desires—even if the trajectory, more often than not, doesn’t match up with what I have planned.


About The Author:
Jennifer Banash was born and raised in New York City. She now lives in Southern California with her beagle, Sigmund, and her vast collection of designer shoes.


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Thank you for stopping by and reading this post. I hope each of you enjoyed learning more about author Jennifer Banash and what makes her so awesome! Be sure to leave Jennifer a comment below letting her know SHE ROCKS!  What author(s) do you think are rockstars?


Saturday, April 27, 2013

Giveaway Winners....Look who won!


Thank you so much to everyone who entered the the following giveaways:

Winner of the ebook copy of A Shade of Vampire is:

a Rafflecopter giveaway



White Lines

Winner of the ARC print copy of White Lines is: 

Winner of the finished signed copy of White Lines is: 

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Thank you again to everyone who entered. Congrats to all of the winners. I will be emailing you all soon. 

 Looking for another giveaway here to enter? Check out the tab above labeled "Current Giveaways".




Sunday, February 24, 2013

In My Mailbox # 38 + Stacking The Shelves # 15

A weekly meme hosted by The Story Siren, where we post about all the books we have received whether in the mail, if we purchased it, or got it from our local library.


Stacking The Shelves ( hosted by Tynga's Reviews ) is all about sharing the books you are adding to your shelves, may it be physical or virtual. This means you can include books you buy in physical store or online, books you borrow from friends or the library, review books, gifts and of course ebooks!



Books I have received for Review:
A Shade of Vampire by Bella Forrest
ARC White Lines by Jennifer Banash - For a giveaway
ARC Flicker & Burn (Cold Fury #2) by T.M. Goeglein
ARC Phoenix (Black City #2) by Elizabeth Richards

Books I have won or was gifted:

A TON of swag from a giveaways and author event (Breathless Reads) Some are signed & I will be having a giveaway for a chance to win a few. 

Books I have got from the library:
Dark Frost (Mythos Academy #3) by Jennifer Estep
City of a Thousand Dolls by Miriam Forster

Books I have bought:

Born Wicked (The Cahill Witch Chronicles #1) by Jessica Spotswood 
(I met Jessica on the Breathless Reads Tour. She is so totally sweet!)




I just want to thank the wonderful people at Penguin as well as author Bella Forrest for all of my new ARC's. Also THANK YOU Jessica Spotswood for signing my copy of your book and being so...well...AWESOME! :)

Thank you for stopping everyone! I will be giving away my extra copy of White Lines as well are some super cool swag items (signed of course) from the Breathless Reads author tour. : ) So be on the look out for those coming soon...  Be sure to leave me a comment and/or leave your mailbox haul link below so I can come check it out. 

Have a wonderful Sunday!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

In My Mailbox (#26) + Stacking The Shelves (#3)


A weekly meme hosted by The Story Siren, where we post about all the books we have received whether in the mail, if we purchased it, or got it from our local library.
Stacking The Shelves (hosted by Tynga's Reviews) is all about sharing the books you are adding to your shelves, may it be physical or virtual. This means you can include books you buy in physical store or online, books you borrow from friends or the library, review books, gifts and of course ebooks!



Books I have received for Review: 


White Lines by Jennifer Banash (ARC) Thank you Penguin USA


Books I have bought: 


Books I have borrowed from the library: 
None.


Books/Swag I have won:
Once by Anna Carey (ARC) 
Monument 14 by Emmy Laybourne (ARC)
Ten Things We Did by Sarah Mlynowski
Dreamless by Josephine Angelini (ARC)
Team Human by Justine Larbalestier & Sarah Rees Brennan


Thank you goes to Bailey @ IB Book Blogging, Amanda @ Stuck in YA books, Epic Reads, Teen Shiver, and HarperTeen


What's in your mailbox this week? 


Wednesday, July 4, 2012

White Lines by Jennifer Banash [Putnam Juvenile] Cover Reveal + Excerpt + Giveaway


Hello my wonderful readers! Today I have something wicked cool to share with you all. I am very excited to take part in the White Lines cover reveal. I have been asked by the extraordinary  people from Penguin USA (Putnam Juvenile) to share with my readers info about White Lines by Jennifer Banash as well as an excerpt from the book. Plus to reveal the book cover and WOW what a beautiful cover it is! 

White Lines comes out in April 2013! Yes, I know that's kind of far away BUT the good news is that ONE lucky reader will win a ARC of White Lines sponsored by Penguin USA. A HUGE thanks goes to them.


Here's the striking new cover and book info!






Title: White Lines
Author: Jennifer Banash
Genre: YA > Contemporary
Hardcover, 304 pages
Expected publication: April 2013 by Putnam Juvenile


Synopsis:

A gritty, atmospheric coming-of-age tale set in New York’s Lower East Side

Seventeen-year-old Cat is living every teenager’s dream—she has her own apartment on New York’s Lower East Side and at night she’s club kid royalty, guarding the velvet rope at some of the hottest clubs in the city. The night with its crazy, frenetic, high-inducing energy—the pulsing beat of the music, the radiant, joyful people and those seductive white lines that can ease all pain—is when Cat truly lives. But her daytime, when her real life occurs, is more nightmare than dream.

The sounds of the city grate against Cat’s nerves, she shrinks away from human touch, and can barely think the words “I love you” even when she feels them. Having spent years suffering her mother’s emotional and physical abuse, and abandoned by her father who’s found happiness in another woman, Cat is terrified and alone—unable to connect to anyone or anything. But then someone comes along who makes her want to stop escaping her life and actually live it, only she’ll need to summon the courage to confront her demons and take control of a life already spinning dangerously out of control. Both poignant and raw, White Lines is a gripping tale and the reader won’t want to look away.

Excerpt from White Lines:


THREE
I’M SITTING ON THE STONE STEPS at school, pretending to en­joy an apple that I bought from an Asian grocery a few blocks over, when all I’m really thinking about is how long I have left until I can go home and start getting ready for the club, every stroke of makeup on my skin sliding me further from daylight. I tongue the white flesh and sink my teeth in, wishing the ripe fruit was the tanned blond head of one of the salad girls.


Since Manhattan Prep is housed in a brownstone and has a population of only one hundred students or fewer in the entire school, we don’t have a cafeteria. Or a prom. Or dances. Or phys ed. Instead, the Park Avenue girls buy salads at a cafeteria next door and sit in the glass atrium picking at their wilted greens, retouching their lip gloss with sticky pink wands. Even though we are all essentially weird in some way— after all, this is a school for kids who have gotten into some kind of trouble—it’s not enough to banish cliques completely. We still have the same bullshit categories as any other school: the jocks, the popular girls, the nerds. And the untouchables.


Like me. It goes without saying that nobody wants to have lunch with the weirdo who goes to clubs all the way down­town every night, so I sit on the steps and try to pretend that it doesn’t matter, when really, I’d do just about anything to have a friend here. This silent admission makes my cheeks flush with shame. How can I be so weak? Even at Nightingale, I only ever really had Sara, her blond curls hanging over my shoulder, elaborately folded notes tossed at my feet during study hall. Somehow, it was almost enough. But here, with no one to talk to day after day, the loneliness creeps in like an old friend I no longer want to know. Worse yet, it wants to make small talk. Oh, it’s you again? How’ve you been?


Across the street, Julian, the new kid, sits on the curb in front of Ray’s Pizza, a slice dangling from one hand. As he brings the pizza to his lips, the cheese falls off in one giant greasy slide to his lap. Julian has long dark hair that hangs to his shoulders and looks asif it hasn’t made friends with soap or water in days. His skin is the color of café au lait, and there’s something about the tilt of his eyes that makes me think he’s vaguely Asian. He wears jeans so tight that I’m sure years from now he’ll be sit­ting in some clinic with his frosty blond wife, stammering that he has no idea WHY they’ve had such a difficult time starting a family. All I know about Julian is that (a) he sits right across the aisle from me in historyclass, and (b) he transferred from Dalton last week after some kind of scandal involving his ex-girlfriend, and (c) he’s totally into the Ramones. He doesn’t talk to anyone, and never raises his hand in class, just stares down at his binder and scribbles what looks like pictures of Transform­ers on the cover with a black pen.


Julian finishes scraping melted cheese off his jeans and looks up, an irritated expression clouding his face. When his eyes meet mine, I feel a rough shock of recognition between us and raise my apple core in a kind of demented greeting, the air suddenly as thick as pudding. Julian tosses me a curt nod and promptly goes back to stuffing the rest of the slice into his mouth, gnawing hungrily at the edges of the crust, watching me all the while. Even though I love staring, and I think that generally other people’s lives are way more interest­ing than TV, I feel uneasy as Julian’s eyes lock on to mine. My face burns as he chews the last bite and brushes his hands against his black jeans before walking toward me. I turn the apple core over and over between my palms, my heart careen­ing in my chest as he approaches, gladthat my hands have something to do even if the core is damp, sticky, and turning browner by the minute. As Julian moves closer, I can’t help but notice how he shakes the hair from his eyes with one ex­pert, jagged motion, how his hazel eyes change from green to brown in the light His skin is smooth and slightly bronzed, as if he’s just returned from some exotic locale. He tilts his chin in my direction defiantly, his eyes flicking coolly over my body, taking me in.


“See something you like?” He raises one dark eyebrow, and I feel like I’m going to spontaneously combust, which is what always happens when someone potentially interesting talks to me in the real world—especially if that person happens to be a guy. And up close, Julian is definitely interesting—though it makes my stomach churn spasmodically to even think the word to myself. People are dangerous, unpredictable. I know this implicitly, and every time I come into contact with them, I become a caged animal, a panther pacing back and forth behind steel bars, wary and agitated.


“Yeah,” I stammer, turning redder by the second and wish­ing that a manhole would just open up and swallow me whole. I look down at my black boots and scramble for something to say, my brain a jumble of images, none that entirely make sense. “Your pizza—I was just . . . hungry.”


The minute the words leave my lips, I know they are the truth. My stomach begins to growl loudly as if in agreement, and I look up into Julian’s amused face and laugh, my voice echoing in the street, too loud, even with the noise of a pass­ing bus belching a thick cloud of black smoke. As the sound vibrates through me, jolting me into the present, I realize that it’s been forever since I’ve laughed at something legitimately funny or awkward without beingprompted by the ingestion of some mind-altering substance. Still, I can’t quite turn off that ever-present voice inside my head, the one that holds up an in­visible hand to stop me from going further, from moving closer.


People are dangerous . . .


“Well,” Julian says, laughing along with me and holding out a hand, “that’s remedied easily enough. C’mon.”I stare at his hand, the long fingers, and look into his eyes, which I can now see are flecked with gold. I toss my apple core to the concrete and take hold of him, ignoring the voice that begins, even now, to protest more loudly, whispering like a flock of ruffled birds, Don’t touch, don’t trust. I draw a deep breath and follow him blindly across the street, unsure of where I’mbeing taken.


Penguin USA has offered to give away one ARC of White Lines by Jennifer Banash here @ Bittersweet Enchantment. How cool is that?!

The giveaway is open to everyone WORLD WIDE just as long as you have UPS service in your country. 



Giveaway ends: July 22th, 2012
The winner will be contacted within 48 hours.


Want a extra chance to win a ARC of White Lines?
Go to Jennifer's blog to find out more details.
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