You guuuyyyyyys I’m IN LOVE with the novel I’m writing right now.
It’s called The Actress and it’s about Tabby, an aspiring star, and Moira, the enigmatic actress Tabby competes against for the lead role in a television series. Moira snubs Tabby the moment they meet, and when Tabby gets cast opposite Moira instead of getting the part she wants, it’s bad enough…but then she reads the script and sees that her character is secretly in love with Moira’s.
Moira is a consummate actress and sizzles with allure when the camera is on her, but off screen, she’s cold and snobbish and impossible to read. And since Tabby is a bubbly, friendly extrovert, she’s sure they’ll never understand each other. But slowly, Tabby starts to see that there might be something behind Moira’s hard exterior…and she might just be falling for the REAL Moira.
Here’s a sneak peek of one of the first times Tabby gets a glimpse of Moira’s true self ❤
Camera lights flashed in my eyes as I turned onto the carpet and I had no trouble pasting on a dazzling smile. This was my first red carpet. This was it, my moment. The first of many, I hoped.
And then something unbelievable happened. Moira took my arm.
She slid her hand beneath my elbow and hooked her arm through mine, and through the lace sleeve of her dress I could feel her warm skin. I looked up at her face in surprise, and time seemed to slow.
Moira smiled at me, with narrowed eyes and rounded cheeks and a secret light in the dark brown depths of her eyes. My heart resounded in my chest with a boom that shook every vein. It was real, that look. Unmistakably genuine. I hadn’t known Moira for very long, but something instinctual, something deep and pure in the marrow of my bones told me that I knew when she was acting and when she wasn’t.
And right now, as she shared this immensely private smile with me that made me feel like I was the only one in the world even though we were surrounded by people…
She wasn’t acting.
This was the real Moira, and she was gazing at me like no one else could understand her the way I did.
The red carpet might as well have been made of sunrise-blushed clouds as we walked down it together, arm-in-arm.