Title: Level With Me
Genre: YA Contemporary Romance
Word Count: 80,000
Special Question: If your main character could be any Star Wars character, who would they choose and why? There is seriously not enough kissing in Star Wars. So that leaves me Princess Leia. While I’d never kiss my own brother, she’s the only character who gets a little action and the guy at the end. Just, please don't make me wear her bikini. Metal and leather aren't my style.
35 Word Pitch: Abby’s secretly working for the carpentry company that ended her father’s career—because money. So falling for her boss, Tanner, is an extra bad idea. Maybe she can patch up everything with her nail gun.
First 250 Words:
Abby threw her tool belt onto the passenger’s seat and hopped into her Ford truck. She had thirty minutes to make it to Builder’s Materials and Construction—BMC—to purchase finishing nails and wood glue. If she made it before they closed, then she and Dad could finish trimming Mrs. Bateman’s house tonight. And oh, how she wanted to be done. The woman had been hovering since they’d started, making sure every shelf and corner was level and square.
She shifted gears and removed her gloves and hat. The summer air whipped her shoulder-length, brown mop around, drying out the day’s sweat. She brushed the sawdust off her cheeks, and ran some cheap, waxy strawberry balm over her lips as she maneuvered through traffic, too desperate for the moisture to care how nasty it tasted.
So far, summer had been unpredictable, working alongside her dad. Which was why she was still holding out hope that the Idaho Falls YMCA would have a camp counselor drop out. If that happened, Dad would let her go. Her college fund was about two yards too short, and they all knew it. Unfortunately, the odds of being hired dwindled with every passing day, and today was another one of those days.
As she pulled into the parking lot, she snuffed out the chorus to Secrets.
Inside BMC, on aisle six, Abby froze while holding two boxes of nails, eavesdropping on a conversation coming from the manager’s office.
“I’m looking for a carpenter,” a man said.