BLURB:
Reminiscent of Sex and
the City meets The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Patricia Leavy’s Film Blue is a
captivating and inspiring story about the pursuit of dreams and what it truly
means to live a “big” life.
A couple of years after
finishing college, Tash Daniels has put her love of filmmaking on the back
burner. She’s working retail, club-hopping, and scraping by to pay the rent.
Usually attracted to the wrong guy, she’s at a loss when she finally falls for
the right one. Sexy deejay Aidan is living his life authentically as an artist
and encourages her to do the same. Will she open her heart? Will she bet on
herself and her dreams? Is a girl with a dream truly on her own in the world?
Tash’s friends are along for the journey: Jason Woo, lighthearted model on the
rise; Penelope Waters, earnest graduate student with a secret no one suspects;
Lu K, fiercely independent hot-girl deejay; and Monroe Preston, the glamorous
wife of a Hollywood studio head. Frequently bathed in the glow of the silver
screen, the characters show us how the arts can reignite the light within,
pushing us to confront our fears so we can choose how to live in the present.
Film Blue is a novel about following our passions, the hidden side of our
dreams, the power of art, what it means to truly live a “big” life, and finding
the people to go with us on our journey. A tribute to 1980s pop culture set
against the backdrop of contemporary New York and Los Angeles, Film Blue
celebrates how the art we experience and make can shape our stories, frame by
frame.
Excerpt
Two:
Monroe slipped on her favorite gray silk nightgown and
matching robe, and tied the sash around her waist. She opened her nightstand
drawer and retrieved the unopened prescription bottle. Sitting on the edge of
her bed and rolling the bottle in her hand, it occurred to her that she felt no
emotion whatsoever. No sadness, or despair, or grief held her hand. Exhaustion
was her only companion. She was done. After moving the bottle from one hand to
the other, over and over again, she tucked it into her pocket. She got up and
wandered through her house until she found Bill in his office, hunched over the
desk.
“It’s so late, darling. Why don’t you come to bed?” she
asked.
“I’ll be there soon enough. I have to get through these
papers first,” he replied, gesturing to the stack on his desk.
“Good night, Bill. I love you. Truly, I do,” Monroe said,
before gently shutting the door behind her.
She bumped into Henry on her way back to her bedroom.
“Good night, Henry,” she said softly.
“Good night, Mrs. Preston. Oh, I forgot to tell you that
Miss Daniels left her short film here yesterday. She said you had asked to see
it.”
“Oh, that’s right. I did promise her,” she mumbled to
herself. Then she refocused on Henry. “Maybe I’ll watch it now. I know it’s
late, but would you mind putting it on for me in the screening room?
”
“Certainly, ma’am,” he replied.
Monroe settled into one of the raspberry-colored velvet
seats in their lavish private screening room. Henry switched the lights off as
the film began. Light from the screen flickered on Monroe’s face as the opening
credits rolled. Shot in black and white, the camera zoomed in on two young
people on a city rooftop in the middle of the night. They were laughing and
running across the roof, bits of paper swept up in the breeze. A burst of hot
pink leapt off the screen, followed by eruptions of turquoise and purple.
Monroe leaned closer. The corners of her mouth trembled and a smile began to
crawl across her face. She leaned closer and let the glow from the screen wash
over her. Her smile morphed into laughter and tears flooded her eyes. As her
smile grew and her laughter became louder, the tears flowed harder. Her face
was drenched by the time the closing credits rolled. She sat, soaking in a
feeling she couldn’t quite name, a feeling she knew was connected to life
itself.
Henry returned and flipped the lights on. “Shall I close the
room for you before I retire to bed?” he asked.
She wiped her face with her palms and turned to face him.
“No. Henry, please get Bill right away. Tell him there’s something he must
see.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Patricia Leavy,
Ph.D., is a bestselling author. She was formerly Associate Professor of
Sociology, Chair of Sociology and Criminology, and Founding Director of Gender
Studies at Stonehill College in Massachusetts. She has published over forty
books, earning commercial and critical success in both fiction and nonfiction,
and her work has been translated into many languages. Patricia has received
dozens of accolades for her books. Recently, her romance collection Celestial
Bodies: The Tess Lee and Jack Miller Novels (https://www.amazon.com/Celestial-Bodies-Tess-Miller-Novels/dp/1737862417)
was the 2022 Firebird Awards first-place winner for Romance. The book also
received 2022 International Impact Book Awards for Women’s Fiction and Romance,
a 2022 NYC Big Book Award for Distinguished Favorite Anthology, and a 2022
Literary Titan Gold Book Award for Fiction. Patricia has also received career
awards from the New England Sociological Association, the American Creativity
Association, the American Educational Research Association, the International
Congress of Qualitative Inquiry, and the National Art Education Association. In
2016 Mogul, a global women’s empowerment network, named her an “Influencer.” In
2018, she was honored by the National Women’s Hall of Fame and SUNY-New Paltz
established the “Patricia Leavy Award for Art and Social Justice.” She lives in
Maine with her husband, daughter (when she’s not away at college), and her dog.
Patricia loves writing, reading, watching films, and traveling.
https://patricialeavy.com/fiction/
https://www.amazon.com/Film-Blue-Novel-Patricia-Leavy/dp/1737862433
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