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Christmas is coming, and with that holiday season comes more Christmas romances. If you don’t now, I love Christmas and Christmas romances. So, to fill out the rest of the Thursdays this year, I’m hosting fellow authors and their Christmas novels. Today I’m featuring Christen Krumm and her sweet YA Christmas book It Happened at Christmas . I Read on for the fun and an excerpt. Christen is willing to give away 1 e-copy of the book to a reader. Leave a comment and your email to be entered to win. Please type email as name(@)domain(dot)com to protect your email from robots. 

Welcome, Christen

 

Thanks, Catherine!

It Happened at Christmas was never supposed to be a novel.

It started last fall. I had a goal last year to make something happen with this writing thing — I would have liked to have gotten representation for my first novel (a dystopian … I’ve promised my mom I’ll still do something with that story …), but by the fall that wasn’t happening. I knew that needed to start working on something else. But the problem was I couldn’t get the characters from my first book out of my head. Maybe it was that the book I was trying to work on—a superhero meets Aladdin on a dying planet story—was a little too close to my dystopian. It was frustrating, and I wasn’t getting any traction on it—even though I loved the story.

There was still the matter of making something, anything happen with this writing thing. I started to look at different publications for short fiction. I thought, and rightfully so, I just needed a “palette cleanser” since I had been working on the dystopian story for way too long. Publications were starting to work on submissions for their Christmas editions, and I thought it might be fun to take a scene from one of my favorite Romantic Comedies and write it as flash fiction.

I jumped on a vox with one of my critique partners to chat back and forth about story. And the story grew … and grew … and grew! To the point that I knew I wouldn’t be able to limit it to just a piece of flash fiction. Instead I decided to write a Christmas novella to release later the next year. As I was writing I quickly realized that it was going to be slightly longer than the typical novella, and by the time I finished it and grew to a full-length novel.

So, what’s next? I’m still working on getting my dystopian story agented (the story of my heart), but I’m also working on my next fun rom com to release (fingers crossed) next summer! Be sure to subscribe to my newsletter (http://christenkrumm.com/newslettersignup) to keep up on all the latest news!

And Now for the book!

“A sweet and funny YA twist on a beloved movie.” —Emilie Hendryx

In this enchanting YA spin on While You Were Sleeping, Christen Krumm delivers laughter and Christmas sparkle through a swoon-worthy story of first love and belonging.

Life at Iverson Preparatory Boarding School isn’t easy when you’re basically the maid. Murphy Cain spends her days cleaning up after her upper-class peers in exchange for tuition while dodging their cutting remarks. All of that changes when she rescues her crush, the popular and hunky Tripp Harrington, after a near-fatal accident and is mistaken as his girlfriend.

Murphy finds herself struggling with the choice to reveal the truth or play along. As Tripp’s girl, his wealthy family will offer Murphy something she’s been craving her whole life—a chance to be one of the “in” crowd. A chance to belong. Without it, she’ll be right back where she started.

It only gets worse as Tripp’s brother Hank enters the picture. He’s handsome, down to earth, and seems to understand Murphy better than anyone else. The only problem? She’s supposed to be dating his brother.

As Christmas break draws to a close, Murphy must decide if telling the truth is worth losing it all or if the risk will bring a greater reward in the end.

Excerpt:

If she never saw another piece of Bubblicious bubble gum, it would be too soon.

Murphy Cain flexed her hand before picking up the paint scraper. She’d been hacking at the dried gum on the bathroom wall for over two hours and had hardly made a dent. Why Claire Bentley insisted on creating her own gum wall “just like that one in Seattle” was beyond her. It was disgusting.

Claire Bentley. The Iverson Queen “B.” Her daddy’s money kept her from being expelled from Iverson — well, that and the fact that no one was outing Claire as the orchestrator of this mess. And Headmistress Kingfisher couldn’t very well let go of every girl on this floor. Oh, no. Too much money would be lost.

Murphy cringed at the sound of the scraper chipping away two more pieces of the hardened gum, hundreds left staring her down. The mere fact it was multiple girls’ saliva and germs stuck to the wall—and probably a few of the boys’—made Murphy’s stomach tighten with nausea. The saddest part about it was she wished she was a part of creating it. Because that would mean she was one of the elite. Not the Cinderella of Iverson Hall.

Another chunk of gum landed on the floor. The piece looked fresher than most. She told herself she wouldn’t throw up—then she’d have to clean that up too. At least they had found this mountain of gum now, midway through the year, instead of at the end. She wasn’t kidding herself. She knew there’d probably be another gum wall up by then. One wall for now was a small bit of relief.

The bathroom door opened with a whisper and then clanged shut. Murphy caught a whiff of expensive perfume. Keeping her head down, she swallowed the groan fighting to get out.

 

Amazon Book Links:

Paperback: https://amzn.to/2MZTDwj

Kindle: https://amzn.to/2nV9LW2

 

 

About the author:

Christen Krumm is the author of It Happened at Christmas. She lives with her real-life superhero husband and three barefoot wildings in small-town Arkansas. Coffee is the lifeblood, books are her drugs, and creating stories is her favorite. Find her online at christenkrumm.com

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