MEET CHRYS FEY, AUTHOR OF A FIGHTING CHANCE, PUBLISHED BY THE WILD ROSE PRESS

Hello Everyone,

I asked Chrys to talk about her favourite scene because most of the time that scene keeps us writing our books or reading other authors book. Listen to what she has to say.

Chrys Fey

Answer: My favorite scene in A Fighting Chance is actually right in the beginning, in chapter one. It’s just so cute and sweet and funny that I can’t help but to smile and laugh and melt. It’s a scene that shows Thorn’s personality and introduces two new characters.

For the sake of my readers who may not have read Frozen Crimes yet, I’m not going to talk anymore about this scene, but I will share it below.

Me: So, can A Fighting Chance be read as a stand alone?

Chrys: Yes, you can read A Fighting Chance as a standalone story, but if you plan to read Frozen Crimes, do not read the excerpt below, because it reveals something big, and I don’t want you to get mad at me for spoiling this for you.

Me: Thank you, Chrys, for dropping by and I wish you all the best for A Fighting Chance.

A Fighting Chance is in the The Disaster Crime Series If you would like to check out the series, The Disaster Curse, Book Seven of the series is free for a limited time only.

Listen to what Chrys says: I wrote The Disaster Curse to answer a few lingering questions readers may have after reading A Fighting Chance, and to tie the whole series together with a neat, shiny, perfect little bow. Plus, there was one disaster that I hadn’t written about yet. *wink*

EXCERPT from A Fighting Chance:

Not daring to move, he listened to the sound of her shoes when she went to the back.

Something cracked into his kneecap.

“Ow.”

Reagan’s toy rattle lay on the ground next to him. He shifted to see her standing in the bouncer, with her hand on her hip and her small, round face scrunched up in a glare that clearly said, “You’re such an idiot.”

“You do take after your mom,” he muttered.

Beside her, Ryan tilted his head back and let out baby giggles that reminded him too much of Donovan making fun of him.

“And you’re just like your dad.”

He bent down and picked up the rattle. “Promise to not hit me in the head?”

Reagan eyed him.

Skeptical, he gave the rattle back to her.

She took it and bashed it on her bouncer a couple

of times, not taking her glare off him.

“What did I do?” he asked.

She let out a huff.

“Okay, so I screwed up.” He glanced toward the hallway. “What should I do?”

Ryan leaned forward and babbled something in baby language. Reagan turned to him and shot back a string of gibberish. She lifted her left hand and moved it from side to side, signaling Ryan to let her handle this. Ryan leaned back against his bouncer, as if to say, “Okay. This will be entertaining.”

Thorn gaped. “My God, you really are like your parents.”

Ryan burst into giggles again.

Reagan shook the rattle urgently to shut him up. Then she pointed the rattle at Thorn and went into a long speech that he couldn’t understand, and yet…he
could. He nodded when she went quiet. “I’ll do my best. I promise.”

A smile bloomed on her face, and she let out a happy squeal.

“What was all that about?”

Thorn looked to see Amanda standing a few feet away.

He pushed to his feet. “It’s a secret.”

That had her smiling. “You’re cute with them.”

“They’re the cute ones. They make me look good.”

He moved to his place on the other side of the counter, giving her the space to go to her place behind the desk. “Um.” He took a deep breath. “Would you like to go out with me some time? For dinner?”

Amanda’s eyelids popped open wide.

“Or…or lunch?”

She still didn’t respond.

“Brunch? No. Not brunch. Who goes to brunch? Coffee? Or if you don’t like coffee…water. We can get water.” He winced inwardly. Did I ask her out to get
water? 
He wanted to smack himself. Who does that?

Apparently, he does.

“You can think about it and let me know…sometime.” He glanced once more at her face. Her eyes were wide, her mouth parted slightly, and he wasn’t sure if the blood had drained from her face or not, but she appeared paler. Part of him wanted to apologize. Had he overstepped? Was he way out of line thinking she felt something for him?

He turned to leave. That would be the last time he ever listened to a baby.

***LAUNCHING A WEBSITE***

TheFightingChance.org is a website dedicated to domestic violence and sexual assault awareness. Inspired by the Disaster Crimes series.

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Chrys Fey

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Chrys Fey is author of the Disaster Crimes Series, a unique concept that blends disasters, crimes, and romance. She runs the Insecure Writer’s Support Group Book Club on Goodreads and edits for Dancing Lemur Press. https://www.chrysfey.com

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19 thoughts on “MEET CHRYS FEY, AUTHOR OF A FIGHTING CHANCE, PUBLISHED BY THE WILD ROSE PRESS”

    1. Hi Chrys. You’re very welcome. I didn’t think of the fact that today is a holiday. I will approve the comments as quickly as I can so that you can respond to them.
      Shalom aleichem

  1. Thank you, Pat, for introducing me to Chrys. I appreciated the interview, the excerpt – and the free book! It rests on my Kindle and hopefully soon, in my heart as well. All the best to you both!

    1. Good Morning Gwen,
      Thank you. Chrys is a lovely writer and activist. I have known her since I joined the IWSG six or seven years ago. It is my pleasure to present her.
      Have a great week.
      Shalom aleichem

    2. Hi Gwen, thanks for downloading The Disaster Curse! It’s the final story (and a short one) of my series, so if you are intrigued don’t forget to check out the other books in the Disaster Crimes series. 🙂

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