IT’S RELEASE DAY of SOUND OF SILENCE, my first collaboration!!

 

It’s release day of my first-ever collaboration with author, Raine O’Tierney. The book, Sound of Silence, originated with the concept of characters we wanted to write.

Raine came up with Renzy– sweet, silent, something of a hippie, artistic, and very much alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I created siblings–Seven and Morning–sophisticated, elegant, sarcastic, cold, and bored with life. And also on their own.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Morning was every bit a shared character. Once we figured out who she was, each of us wrote her equally.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And the story evolved. It felt something like making pretend when I was a child–the way I did with paper dolls. The story unfolded as we reacted to each other in writing. I was fascinated by Raine’s character, Renzy. And likewise, was  my character, Seven.  Renzy constantly surprised Seven–and it was very genuine surprise, as Seven had no idea what he would do next (in other words, I had no clue what Raine would write next!) I am pretty sure that Raine and Renzy had a similar experience with Seven and me!

Because of our dual author/character relationship, our story feels real. It stays fresh. The adventure is compelling… hurt feelings sting… the romance is unexpected, and always fresh.

Reviewers are appreciating the characters’ excellent chemistry as well as the surprises:

“This is one of those stories that I feel my own words are not enough to convey how beautiful, touching, and epic this story and its characters are.” ~Diverse Reader

“Sound of Silence is a completely enthralling and unforgettable tale and I am impressed with the beauty of the writing. The characters are deep and intense, and I love the mystery aspect as the story unfolds and the three teens grow, until everything comes together in a powerful ending!” ~Trio

“This was my first read by these authors and this book spoke to me in more ways than I ever thought I could hear. It was beautiful, vivid, Hard, raw, and honest.” ~Dara Nelson

“One thing that I found truly surprising was that the mystery never bored me, which is extremely rare for me. Normally, if you throw a mystery my way, I could give a damn as to “who dunnit“, but not here. I think the major plot twist toward the end helped greatly in that respect.” ~Todd

Why not try it out–you will get a taste if two authors in one book!

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I’d love to hear your comments!!

COVER REVEAL ANNOUNCED for THE WEEKEND BUCKET LIST

 

The COVER REVEAL of my upcoming release, THE WEEKEND BUCKET LIST, published by Interlude Press’s YA imprint, Duet Books, will take place on LGBTQreads.com on JANUARY 22, 2018!!

THE COVER is created by the talented CB Messer and is incredibly different than any cover I’ve ever had!! I LOVE IT and I think YOU WILL TOO!!

Here’s the blurb:

High school seniors Cady LaBrie and Cooper Murphy have yet to set one toe out of line—they’ve never stayed out all night or snuck into a movie, never gotten drunk or gone skinny-dipping. But they have each other, forty-eight hours before graduation, and a Weekend Bucket List.

There’s a lot riding on this one weekend, especially since Cady and Cooper have yet to admit, much less resolve, their confounding feelings for one another—feelings that prove even more difficult to discern when genial high school dropout Eli Stanley joins their epic adventure. But as the trio ticks through their bucket list, the questions they face shift toward something new: Must friendship play second fiddle to romance? Or can it be the ultimate prize?
Mark your calendar and visit LGBTQreads.com on 1/22/18!!
Mia <3

Big News!! Mia Kerick signs contract with Interlude Press for The Weekend Bucket List

Hello!

I’m thrilled to say that I have signed a contract for a YA fiction, The Weekend Bucket List due to release on April 19, 2018 with Interlude Press’s YA imprint, Duet.

 

Here’s the blurb:

High school seniors Cady LaBrie and Cooper Murphy have yet to set one toe out of line—they’ve never stayed out all night or snuck into a movie, never gotten drunk or gone skinny-dipping. But they have each other, forty-eight hours before graduation, and a Weekend Bucket List.

There’s a lot riding on this one weekend, especially since Cady and Cooper have yet to admit, much less resolve, their confounding feelings for one another—feelings that prove even more difficult to discern when genial high school dropout Eli Stanley joins their epic adventure. But as the trio ticks through their bucket list, the questions they face shift toward something new: Must friendship play second fiddle to romance? Or can it be the ultimate prize?
I’m so excited about this book. It is really FUNNY, if I don’t say so myself.
STAY TUNED FOR COVER REVEAL LATER THIS WEEK. It is a very different cover from all of my others…
Mia <3

JANUARY 23 is COMING FAST… the Release Day of Sound of Silence!!

 

I’M SO EXCITED… I JUST CAN’T HIDE IT!!!

On January 23rd Sound of Silence by Mia Kerick and Raine O’Tierney will be released from Harmony Ink Press!

Preorder Today!

 

Here’s a little sample of how the arrogant, beautiful character SEVEN MOREAU-MADDOX thinks… 

I’m able to resist the urge to follow Morning from the room—to chase her down and make things right—only because of what I realize I’ve done to Renzy by stealing his silence. He’s curled up on the floor, his eyes closed and his body far too still. I drop to my knees, right into the nasty mess for which I’m responsible, and place my hand on his chest to see if there exists even the slightest rise and fall.
“What did you do to him?”
Still groping his chest for the swelling that indicates life, I turn and stare at a brown-haired girl, barely a teenager, who is looking at me with a bleak combination of curiosity and condemnation. “I didn’t do anything to him, little girl,” I lie as my hands find his neck. “He just got sick. Make yourself useful and go get some towels.”
“I’m not a little girl, and you aren’t the boss of me. I’m gonna go get Mom,” she declares but doesn’t turn around or make a move to leave.
“No. No, don’t do that.” Ah, here it is—a pulse in the carotid artery. He lives. “What’s your name, little girl?” Shit, I’m channeling Lynyrd Skynyrd.
“I’m Flora… and are you the boy who was kissing Renzy in the car?”
Well, she certainly knows how to get to the heart of the matter. “I’m Seven, and—”
“Ha! You got named Seven? Like, between six and eight, that kind of seven?” She’s pointing at me and laughing.
I need this girl’s antics like I need a new pair of Salvatore Ferragamo Python loafers.
By this point, however, the dampness of Renzy’s stomach contents is soaking through the python leather so it seems I actually do need a new pair of Salvatore Ferragamo’s. “Just go get the towels, please, Flora.”

 

And now, here are a few words from the sweet Renzy…

I’ve listened from the edge of this group before. The leader also leads several others, including Gaming Addiction and Cancer Survivors. I think she lets me stay in the Take Back Our Power group because she wants the women to know they don’t have to be afraid of all men. Or maybe she thinks they won’t notice me.

I pull my sketchbook out of my bag—it’s a little wet at the corners, and the ink on one of my better pieces has blurred. I stare down at the wet spot. Maybe that’s what I should get for my first real tattoo: an ink blot.
I touch the wet page, and black stains my fingertips. I press it against my arm where faded ballpoint pen stains my skin.
It isn’t long before the women begin to wander in. Some of them are nervous and quiet, clutching their purses like shields; others are chatty and easygoing. Like normal, I get a few looks, but most don’t even mind me. They know I’m nobody.
Then she walks through the open door.
A whole room of stimuli and the first thing this girl does is cut her eyes over at me and tighten her thin arms around her even thinner frame. Then she looks away.
Everything about her is long and elegant, like she’s a handblown glass pipette. She has sharply cut white-blonde hair that bounces around her waist, pale skin, cheeks that are either flushed or swiped with blush, powder-pink nails, a giraffe’s neck, and legs that have been pulled like taffy. She is the definition of sorrowful elegance.
She’s like those perfume bottles my mother used to collect.
She is a blue swan. She is the scent of midnight.
Except instead of gathering dust in our garage like Mom’s
collection, this glamorous, strange girl is picking lint off her skirt and pretending she never saw me.
If I were into girls, I would be in love with this one. I’d fall instantly, head-over-heels in love. Instead, I’m in fascination.
“We’re glad you came back, Morning.”

I love how Raine’s smoothly flowing prose contrasts with my sharper, more staccato writing.
Are YOU EXCITED??