Arnaz and Isis Rogers closed in on their 20th wedding anniversary;
they had grown apart over the last year. Each had time-consuming careers as
well as raising a fifteen year old son, Quentin, who calls himself Q-tip in the
town of Sugarland, Texas. Arnaz is a best-selling book author, specializing on
the music world, something he began after graduating from Stillman College in
1992 and a year before they got married. Isis is considered one of the top
Endocrinologists in the state of Texas, and just added Dietology to her job
title at the Houston Medical Center. She received a hefty pay increase, which
equaled her work load. How would they find their way back to each other?
About the Author:
K.T. Bishop is an award-winning sportswriter who lives on
the Mississippi Gulf Coast, who's now added best-selling author to his resume.
He was part of a Pulitzer winning newspaper and has a teenage daughter. Bishop
grew up in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, where he attended the BCS national champion Alabama
and graduated from Stillman College.
Excerpt:
His heart pounded hard as he stared at the phone vibrating
on the desk in the den. “Why the hell are people bothering me?” Arnaz ignored
the phone, which stopped ringing for a few seconds, then rang again over the
next five minutes.
Arnaz flicked open the phone and saw the double-digit area
code followed with seven numbers on the ID screen. “Oh shit, it's Ebony.” He
pressed the leave message button on his phone.
Ebony Lane was Arnaz's Editor at Roman Publishing and had
been on his case to produce another book.
His skin crawled when he heard her thick accent speak
angrily. “This may be a game to you, but this is no joking matter. If we don't
have a book proposal in two weeks, your contract with us is over. I expect to
hear from you soon.”
He hurled the phone against the wall and a loud pitch yelp
of fear was released from his lips. “How could they do this to me?” Lane and
her Italy-based company just put his ass on the line.
This was the biggest slump of Arnaz's career. He hadn't
written a book in two years, the longest drought he went between manuscripts.
Doubts began to creep inside his brain, as Arnaz wondered if he could rise to
the occasion. He muttered to himself. “I think it may finally be over.”
Unlike most authors, Arnaz had no agent to serve as a buffer
between him and the Publishing Company. He handled his own negotiations, but
could use an agent right now. “I knew not having an agent would bite me in the
ass.”
Out of the blue, Arnaz pulled out one of his books from the
shelf that was above the computer. “Maybe I can find something that will light
a fire.” He was desperate enough to look into one of his previous works for a
spark.
Arnaz picked the last book he wrote, Wishing on a Star, the
Untold Story of Latin Freestyle Music, was a best-seller, especially in the
Hispanic community. Listening to Sweet Sensation, Seduction and Lisa Lisa and
Cult Jam provided great memories for him as a teenager and young adult. “They
don't make songs like this anymore.”
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