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Thank you for inviting me to talk about Radio Gaga, my new chick lit suspense story. I\u2019m excited about this book as it\u2019s my first mainstream full length title for over eighteen months. Set in the world of local radio it has a fun and upbeat heroine and a dark, mysterious hero. Ben, the hero, is a former soldier wounded inAfghanistanhe wants a quiet life and time to recover. Chloe, is impulsive, accident prone and longs to be famous. Hardly the perfect match!<\/p>\n
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Over the airwaves everyone can hear you scream!<\/p>\n
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Radio researcher and part-time presenter Chloe Lark is certain her big show biz break is just around the corner. Live it Up radio may not be the big time, but surely – one day soon – fame will come her way. And, if she could convince the hunky guy next door to give her a chance, her love life might improve too.<\/p>\n
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Ex-soldier Ben isn\u2019t sure if his new \u2018Z\u2019 list celebrity neighbour is crazy or on medication. Either way he\u2019s looking for a quiet life out of the spotlight. The last thing he needs is an accident prone media hungry blonde complete with mystery stalker. Problem is – Chloe doesn\u2019t seem to have received that particular memo\u2026<\/p>\n
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Here\u2019s an excerpt!<\/p>\n
I knew it wasn\u2019t burglars when I noticed the large empty space next to the bay window. No self-respecting burglar would break into someone\u2019s home just to steal a life size cardboard cut-out of Darth Vader would they?<\/p>\n
No, it wasn\u2019t burglars who\u2019d nicked Darth or who\u2019d cleared the shelf of the Queen CDs. It was Neil. He\u2019d finally moved out, and taken Freddie Mercury and the Dark Lord with him as he went.<\/p>\n
For a moment I stood trying to decide how I felt. Angry? Broken-hearted? In the time it took me to cross the room, enter the kitchen and dump my handbag on the worktop I decided my overwhelming feeling was relief.<\/p>\n
Neil had raided the kitchen too: his state of the art coffee maker which I hadn\u2019t been allowed to touch was gone, along with his juicer and his super fancy wok. Only a couple of spilled coffee beans on the countertop showed where they had been. I looked at the clippie magnet on the fridge to see if he\u2019d left me a note. We\u2019d always left messages for each other one there. A few months back they had been little love notes with kisses and pictures of hearts. Now the only thing on there was the ratty message I\u2019d left for him yesterday asking him to pick up some milk on his way home.<\/p>\n
I walked back through the lounge to what had once been our bedroom. The wardrobe doors were open showing the empty hangers and his rack of immaculately arranged ties had gone. My mobile vibrated in my trouser pocket telling me I had a text as I sank down onto the edge of the bed. I knew what it would be before I even fished it out of my pocket.<\/p>\n
\u2018Chloe, guess you know by now have moved out, thought would be better this way. U know it wasn\u2019t working, sorry, N\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a9 Nell Dixon 2013<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Available from http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Radio-Gaga-ebook\/dp\/B00BK7TY7C\/ref=pd_rhf_gw_p_t_1_GS4P<\/p>\n And http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/Radio-Gaga-ebook\/dp\/B00BK7TY7C\/ref=pd_rhf_gw_p_t_2_6E46<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Facebook – http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/nelldixonauthor<\/a><\/p>\n Twitter – @NellDixon<\/p>\n