Hey readers! Welcome to my blog tour stop for Vision by Lisa Amowitz! Here on my stop we are hosting an exclusive excerpt! Before we get to the fun, check out for info about Vision and our author, Lisa Amowitz:
About the Book
Author: Lisa Amowitz
Publisher: Spencer Hill Press
Pub. Date: September 9, 2014
The light is darker than you think…
High school student Bobby Pendell already has his hands full—he works almost every night to support his disabled-vet father and gifted little brother. Then he meets the beautiful new girl in town, who just happens to be his boss’s daughter. Bobby has rules about that kind of thing. Nothing matters more than keeping his job.
When Bobby starts to get blinding migraines that come with scary, violent hallucinations, his livelihood is on the line. Soon, he must face the stunning possibility that the visions of murder are actually real. With his world going dark, Bobby is set on the trail of the serial killer terrorizing his small town. With everyone else convinced he’s the prime suspect, Bobby realizes that he, or the girl he loves, might be killer's next victim.
Lisa Amowitz was born in Queens and raised in the wilds of Long Island, New York where she climbed trees, thought small creatures lived under rocks and studied ant hills. And drew. A lot.
Lisa has been a professor of graphic design at Bronx Community College where she has been tormenting and cajoling students for nearly eighteen years. She started writing eight years ago because she wanted something to illustrate, but somehow, instead ended up writing YA. Probably because her mind is too dark and twisted for small children.
BREAKING GLASS which was released July 9, 2013 from Spencer Hill Press, is her first published work. VISION, the first of the Finder series will be released in 2014 along with an unnamed sequel in the following year. LIFE AND BETH will also be released in the near future. So stay tuned because Lisa is very hyper and has to create stuff to stay alive.
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The first thing Bobby felt was the wet tip of Pete’s nose nuzzling his face. He reached for the furry head but was unable to make out more than a vague, dog-shaped outline against a bright red background. The pain was gone, but his eyes still weren’t working right.
Bobby pushed himself up to a sitting position. Cold drops splattered on his head and plunked on the wood of the dock.
Had he moored the boat? Rain would rust out the motor. He didn’t even remember climbing out.
Feeling along the side of the dock where the boat should have been, Bobby’s searching hands found nothing but the cold shock of water and a swarm of fish mouths nibbling at his fingers.
Damn. He hadn’t secured the boat and now it was adrift somewhere in the lake. He could take someone’s rowboat out to get it. There were oars in the old metal shed where weekenders kept their kayaks and life jackets.
But everything still looked like someone had splattered thick red paint across a windshield. He’d be lucky if he could find his way back to the truck. Even when he did, how was he supposed to drive it?
Bobby got unsteadily to his feet, the red-washed world swaying around him. He lurched after the patter of Pete’s paws across the dock, tripping from the wood onto damp sand, his bearings lost. The rain came down harder as he crunched across the beach, following Pete’s happy bark.
Once he finally made it to the truck, he buried his nose in Pete’s scruffy head, the smell of wet fur soothing his frayed nerves.
“You saved my ass, boy. Two treats for you.”
Light streaks had begun to pierce through the red haze, but there was still no way he could drive. Clambering inside the truck, Bobby located the dog treats in the glove compartment. He gave two of them to Pete, sat back, and listened to the contented chomp of the dog’s teeth as they gnashed the treats to bits.
He considered calling his best friend, Coco, on the pre-paid phone he kept in the glove compartment. But he couldn’t see the numbers to dial. And what would he tell him? He was seeing things and going blind? Coco would just think he was nuts. He’d just wait it out. The spell would pass.
He couldn’t let himself think about the skiff floating aimlessly to the other side of the lake—or how he would never scrape together enough money to replace the motor. Or how even a mechanical genius like Coco couldn’t bring a rusted-out hulk of metal back to life. Or that they’d never eat fish again.
But it was safer to focus on that instead of on what was wrong with his eyes and what would happen if they never worked right again.
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Alrighty readers, that's all I have for you on the topic of Vision by Lisa Amowitz! If you like what you've read in the excerpt above, I encourage you to rush over and grab yourself a copy! I know this is one read I cannot wait to finish devouring! Be on the look out for my full review ASAP! Special thanks to Jaime from Rock Star Book Tours for allowing me to participate! Until next time, Happy Reading!