Welcome to “THE BUTTON” Blog Tour! @DLFinnAuthor #4WillsPub #RWISA #RRBC

Published on by Jan Sikes

I am SO excited to host this author and her book today! I have read this book and can tell you it’s a great story! And there are GIVEAWAYS! Now, let’s hear from the author.

The Button Tour Giveaway:

2– “The Button” Kindle Format

$5 Amazon Gift Card

1-“The Button” Signed Paperback and Book Marker

A Second Excerpt from “The Button.”

It’s the end of chapter one. Lynn has been partying all night. She stepped outside for a smoke before having “just one more drink” before heading home. All alone after a quick conversation with the cute bartender she hears a voice in the dark:

“Go.”

“What?” Lynn looked around, but there was no one there. Alone and hearing voices—awesome!

“Leave.”

“Hey, who’s there?” She peered into the darkness. No one answered. Her arms were covered with goosebumps. That voice reminded her of something, but what?

Unnerved, she hurried back into the bar and ordered another drink. She wanted to put that warning voice out of her mind. It kind of reminded her of high school, for some reason, but why?

“Here’s your drink, miss,” said the sour, gray-haired guy—Gus, according to his name tag. Didn’t Kent say that Patty was replacing him? This didn’t look like a Patty.

“Thanks.”

“You paying? It’s a dollar fifty.” Gus gave her an eyeroll that made him look like he was going to pass out. His girth was that of a man who liked to eat, but he had the smooth hands of a man who didn’t like to do hard work. He didn’t strike her as a man who’d serve drinks, more like someone who drank a lot of them.

“I am,” she replied, ignoring the tone. “Keep the change.”

“Yeah, I will. I might be able to put my kids through college, now—gee, thanks.”

Wow, what a jerk, she thought, now wishing that she could get her fifty cents back. She sipped her watered-down drink, listening to the band butcher “Edge of Seventeen.” Boy, did that seem like a long time ago to Lynn, now that she was on the edge of twenty-one. The warnings to leave were forgotten as she finished her drink. Stacy made eye contact and gave a thumbs-up. Lynn knew that meant she was staying with Dapper Dave. Lynn’s thumb went up in response. It was time to go. She stood to leave but quickly sank back onto the red stool as the room began to spin. She felt an arm go around her, holding her up. She tried to see who it was, but her head wasn’t cooperating.

That was the last thing she remembered until she collapsed, naked, into bed at two in the morning. She groaned as she reached for her alarm clock. She couldn’t be late for work again, or she’d get written up. As she pushed the button to engage the alarm, she noticed it was set for 8:40. No, that wasn’t right. She moved the arm back to seven. There.

“Hey!” Something touched her legs.

Had Stacy’s cat, Princess Leia, jumped on her bed? She never left Stacy’s room at night. Strange. There it was again. Lynn loved cats, but this little striped one was so spoiled—what a pest. The room began spinning again. The cocaine wasn’t doing its job. She passed out the moment her head hit an unfamiliar satin pillow.

D.L. Finn is an independent California local, who encourages everyone to embrace their inner child. She was born and raised in the foggy Bay Area, but in 1990 relocated with her husband, kids, dogs and cats to the Sierra foothills in Nevada City, CA.  She immersed herself in reading all types of books, but especially loved romance, horror and fantasy. She always treasured creating her own reality on paper. Finally, being surrounded by towering pines, oaks and cedars, her creativity was cradled until it bloomed. Her creations vary from children’s books, young adult fantasy, adult paranormal romance to an autobiography with poetry. She continues on her adventure with an open invitation to her readers to join her.

D.L. Finn Links:

Twitter

Facebook

Instagram

Pinterest

D.L. Finn blog

Purchase Links:

Amazon

Barnes & Noble

Smashwords

To follow along with the rest of the tour, please visit the author’s tour page on the 4WillsPublishing site.  If you’d like to book your own blog tour and have your book promoted in similar grand fashion, please click 

HERE.  Lastly, D.L. is a member of the best book club ever – RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB {#RRBC} and she’s also a member of the very elite, RAVE WRITERS -INT’L SOCIETY OF AUTHORS {RWISA}! If you’re looking for amazing support as an author, or if you simply love books, 

JOIN US! We’d love to have you!

Thanks for supporting this author and her work!  

77 thoughts on “Welcome to “THE BUTTON” Blog Tour! @DLFinnAuthor #4WillsPub #RWISA #RRBC”

    1. Hi Joy. I feel some hope with our youth from all the little things they do
      Yes, it won’t be easy, though. Thanks for dropping by!

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    3. Been there, done that! Lol Every stop on this tour has brought back memories of my wayward youth. Okay, let’s be real – my youth-ISH waywardness. I’m enjoying this tour so much!
      Jan, thanks for hosting!

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      1. Glad to bring back some memories, Rhani:) Sounds like we had some similar youthful experiences. Well put of youth-ISH waywardness:)

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  19. Thank you Balroop! It’s nice to hear you are enjoying the tour. I did try to make each stop different:) Happy to have you in RRBC. Have a wonderful weekend, Balroop.

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      1. That a high recommendation Ms. Jan. I’ll be for sure putting it on my list.
        Stay warm this weekend, we are blustery up here.

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