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this novel is pretty gud... Of course! who wudnt wna marry a Chandler guy!?.. geez... the man is a bad boy... and i really really luv the caption of the novel... it says: ' WILL THIS BAD BOY MAKE IT TO THE ALTAR!? '... yeah... he made it!!! hahahhaha... lucky Charlotte( the heroine of the story)... i guess il juz find my Chandler man myself.. its pretty interesting having to meet the bad boy, the playboy and the heartbreaker... its a series pla... but i hvent read the other two... i mean the playboy and the heartbreaker..but if u wna read the excerpt do click this...
http://http://www.carlyphillips.com/the_heartbreaker.html ---this is Chase Chandler and Sloane Carlisle's story...
http://www.carlyphillips.com/the_playboy.html ---this is Rick Chandler and Kendall Sutton's story...
nweiz, i hope tomorrow's gonna be a great day for me... esp at skul of cors!...
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
For Abi, the main character of Between Dinner and the Morning After, the latest read from Summit Books, love's path is a forked road. One leads to the stereotypical "Mr. Right" - kind, handsome and successful, with a beautiful engagement ring to boot, while the other gives way to a former love, a casual relationship she can't even put a status on because they were never together in the first place. He sends her e-mail from the U.S. recounting his enduring quest to find her, complete with insinuations of possibly rekindling old flames. Even after eight years, this guy still makes her heart skip a beat. Naturally, she can't have both. So what's a girl to do?
In the midst of juggling her career as an assistant interior designer to an eccentric, high maintenance boss, Abi shifts from the past to the present and back, awaiting to discover her heart's desire. Surrounded by five newfound friends, Abi has to reassess the past few years of her life and decide whether to settle for her okay life with current flame Cris, or fight for the possibility of eternal love with someone she hasn't seen in almost a decade.
Find out what happens when the past makes a comeback from Summit Books' latest novel Between Dinner and the Morning After!
EXCERPT
"The entire whale-watching trip was spent taking pictures of themselves from the deck because the dolphins refused to come out and play. And because the day's entertainment was incomplete without the dolphins, Cris's college buddies and their girlfriends suggested dinner and drinks at North Pole, along Rizal Boulevard in Dumaguete.
'Er, do we really have to go with them?' Abi had asked.
'Yes, we need to make an appearance.'
'An apperance? Can I just skip it?'
'Hon, they'll think we're fighting. You have to be there, we're a couple.'
'What?'
'It's the proper thing.' The discussion had ended. He smiled sheepishly. 'And hon, your shorts are a little too short, please change them. Thanks, hon.'
At North Pole, Abi found that nothing had changed in the small pub. Framed by floral curtains, the large windows looked out into the same boulevard and its row of gnarly trees and into the sea. The darkened sea was still dotted here and there by yellow lights from fishing boats.
Eight years ago, Juno kissed her full on the mouth in a devilish attempt to shock a group of elderly people who were having coffee at the next table. Abi had been shocked, but the old people smiled sweetly, tilted their heads, and said, 'Awww.'
She remembered the way the old people - visitors from Manila - clapped when, after his evil agenda had backfired, Juno told them that they were on a honeymoon. The tourists even bought them a round of beer."
---yeah.. im done reading this.. another "quite-not-wat-i-expected-dilemma"... but its good enough...
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
ive read this book mga early april although it came out in the market early january pa... its one of the must reads fo those pipol hu are sort of a closet romantic... its nice and kinda different cuz guy kc ang writer.. and its but unusual for a guy to write sum sweet stuffs and tell em'.. basta this one is different.. id bet it'll mke u fall in love wid the writer.. lol... bsta.. here's a teaser by the way.....
There's Something About Andrea
"So why Andrea?" Spider asked me. "I mean, aside from the obvious."
Spider was playing devil's advocate, as always. He took a giant gulp from his beer-his third since lunch began-then a giant bite from the chicken in front of him. Beer and grease trickled down his chin and seeped into three days' worth of stubble. My best friend was never much to look at when he was eating. Despite this, girls went crazy over him. I always assumed it was his bad-boy appeal. Besides, most of them had never seen him eat.
I was stumped, and it was driving me absolutely crazy. It was always the most obvious things that were the most difficult to explain. I liked Andrea. I was crazy about her, mad about her, positively kookoo. It was so obvious I felt like I was wearing a neon sign on my head. A thousand reasons tried to get from my brain, my gut and my heart and then get out of my mouth, but nothing came out. Undoubtedly they had all gotten stuck in traffic.
"She completes me," I almost said, complete with sign language. But no, I didn't want any comparisons with Jerry Maguire, or Austin Powers' Dr. Evil for that matter. Even if she did do that completing business.
"Because she makes me want to be a better man," I wanted to say. But no Jack Nicholson for me. The line seemed to come up short somehow. As killer one-liners go, that just couldn't be as good as it gets.
The silence on my end of the conversation dragged on. My mouth was hanging open as I tried to force the words I wanted to say to come out. You want the truth, Spider? You can't handle the truth!
"When I first saw her," I told Spider without the aid of snappy lines, "I was floored. Because she's beautiful. Everyone knows she's beautiful. And I dismissed her as just another pretty face. You know, one of those nice girls with nothing special about them whatsoever. Of course, I wanted her. That's the easy part.
"Then one afternoon, I made up some flimsy excuse to talk to her, hiding behind the pretense of school work. I found myself enchanted by the way she bites her lip, and the way she touches you when she talks, small things like that. By the time we finished talking it was evening already, and I still wanted to go on talking to her. That's when I realized that this girl was something special, that she was like no one else I knew… that she was simply wonderful. She was smart and funny, and that turns me on more than anything about her. I like her because she's a little kooky. I like her because she's stubborn. I like her because she can be such a bitch. I like her because she laughs too loud.
"After that I'd go out of my way every day to 'bump into her by accident.' I was practically stalking her, Spider! I made more excuses to talk to her, and the excuses just got flimsier and flimsier. Now I feel like I'll die if I don't talk to her every day-me, Mr. I-Don't-Need-Anyone. I don't know what it is, she just flows in kindness and beauty, overflows, and fills me. She's a part of me."
Spider stared at me for a full five seconds without saying anything. Was he going to laugh? Was he going to throw his food at me? Finally, he put his spoon and fork down with an amused smile playing across his face, and said, "I don't believe this! You don't like her, man. You love her already. I don't believe this."
I figured it was the neon sign on my head that gave me away again.
