Welcome to today’s stop on the Forget Me Not blog tour. Today Stacey shares with us her playlist for Forget Me Not. I just love playlists, so thank you Stacey for sharing yours with us. There is an amazing giveaway at the end of the post so be sure to read on 🙂
Take it away, Stacey…
Music and writing; it doesn’t matter who you talk to they seem to go together. Maybe it’s because writers are creative and emotional and so are musicians. We both create art that is born from feelings. There’s always a lot of talk around playlists for authors; what songs they write to and what songs inspire their writing. Well, I’m a little different. I can’t write with music playing. I like my writing space to be quiet when I’m working. Maybe it’s because I have children, so my house is pretty much always noisy and my writing time is when the children are either at school or bed, so quiet time is something I treasure. Or maybe it’s because I’m easily distracted and find myself bopping away to the music instead of writing. True story, it happens all the time. Either way, just because I don’t write to music doesn’t mean I don’t use it in my creative process. When I’m not writing, I constantly listen to the playlist for the manuscript I’m working on. In the car, while I’m doing the housework.
So without further ado, I give you the playlist for Forget Me Not. It’s a bit eclectic because I gathered songs that held meaning for different characters rather than an overall feel.
Evermore, Light Surrounding You: This is a love song, but that isn’t the reason it’s on my playlist. For me, it really captures Anamae’s journey. In particular the lyrics; “I see the light surrounding you. So don’t be afraid of something new … ” When she finds out about the Collective and is thrust from the life she knows into something entirely different, this is something she must face.
Katy Perry, Firework: This is another song that really speaks to me for Anamae and her journey. The beginning of the song; “Do you ever feel already buried deep, 6 feet under … ” sums up the way she feels in the first half of the book. Then the second half of the song; “do you know you gotta ignite the light and let it shine. Own the night…” is how she is by the end.
Imagine Dragons, Demon: This is Jax’s song. It’s one of those songs that really fit for most bad boys or troubled characters. I won’t say too much, because spoilers, but these lyrics in particular speak to me for Jax. “With the beast inside, there’s nowhere else to hide… don’t get too close. It’s dark inside.”
One Direction, One Thing: I know, 1D … my daughter hates that I listen to them, but I love them anyway. 😛 For me One Thing really captures Will and his emotions. It doesn’t capture him as a character overall, but this one part of him is spot on. “Girl when I’m looking at you, I can’t ever be brave because you make my heart race.”
And that’s it. Thanks for joining me to talk about music. You can see / listen to all of the songs on my youtube playlist.
There are some great songs there, I’ll definitely be checking them out!
And now for some info on this great book:
Forget Me Not
by Stacey Nash
Title: Forget Me Not (Book I in the Collective series)
Author: Stacey Nash
Release Date: February 17, 2014
Publisher: Entranced Publishing, Rush
Genre: YA speculative fiction
Blurb: Since her mother vanished nine years ago, Anamae and her father have shared a quiet life. But when Anamae discovers a brooch identical to her mother’s favorite pendant, she unknowingly invites a slew of trouble into their world. When the brooch and the pendant are worn together they’re no longer pretty pieces of jewelry — they’re part of a highly developed technology capable of cloaking the human form. Triggering the jewelry’s power attracts the attention of a secret society determined to confiscate the device — and silence everyone who is aware of its existence. Anamae knows too much, and now she’s Enemy Number One.
She’s forced to leave her father behind when she’s taken in by a group determined to keep her safe. Here Anamae searches for answers about this hidden world. With her father kidnapped and her own life on the line, Anamae must decide if saving her dad is worth risking her new friends’ lives. No matter what she does, somebody is going to get hurt.
You can add it to your Goodreads here.
What other had to say about it:
“I certainly won’t be forgetting Nash’s debut, FORGET ME NOT! A vividly fast-paced tale with adventure, secrets, and kissing!” -Kimberly P. Chase, Author of THE APOLLO ACADEMY.
And here’s a little excerpt for you to enjoy:
Easing the door closed, I climb out of the attic and head to the bathroom to clean my dust-covered hands. Water rushes from the spout and splashes against the sides as the basin fills. A reflection of me stares back from the mirror, my dirty hand clutching my aching chest. Today everything feels so raw, open, and fresh, like it only just happened. Why isn’t she still here?
Rubbing my hands clean, I delve into my pocket for the jewelry. Bringing it to my collar, I pin it into my blouse and the hard edges of the brooch prick my skin. My thumb brushes over the smooth, round sides of the pendant and when I pull it over my head, the chain catches on my hair. After I twist it through the tangle so it finally falls cool against my skin, it nestles in the hollow of my throat. I pick it up between my fingers and with reverent slow strokes, rub my thumb over the shiny yellow center—the pendant Mom never took off.
A shiver shoots up my spine and out through my limbs like an electric current, zapping every cell, every fiber, every part of my being. Walking on graves, that’s what Mom would have said. Maybe it’s an omen about her.
I plant my palms on either side of the full basin and peer into the still water taking a moment to collect my thoughts. The water reflects only the cream ceiling. That can’t be right. I do a double take and look again.
My chest tightens. I hold my hand up, but I can’t see it—not my arm, not my chewed fingernails, not my leather watch on my wrist. Where am I? Mouth gaping, I look into the mirror again, but I see nothing.
Not even my face.
I dip my finger into the warm, reflection-free water. Circles ripple in ever growing rings, but there’s no image. My gaze flits to the mirror, but I see only the open door. I have no reflection.
And here is the amazing GIVEAWAY ! Just click on the link to be taken to it 🙂
About the Author:
Stacey grew up in the Hunter Valley of New South Wales. It is an area nestled between mountains and vineyards. Full of history and culture, it provides wonderful writing inspiration. After dabbling with poetry during her teen years, Stacey stopped writing until after university when she was married with young children. Now she loves nothing more than spending her days with her children and writing when inspiration strikes.