I love to read! Growing up, my mom’s way of “punishing” me was insisting I put down my book for a moment and go outside to play in the good ol’ Georgia sunshine. I’d grumble to myself while reluctantly placing a worn Harry Potter paper bookmark into whatever romance or fantasy book I was reading at the time. Outside was fun, but diving into an imaginary world of heroes, love, and mischief was even more exciting.
Fast forward to present day, and I still manage to read about 25 books a year. Not so shabby for a 27-year-old business owner. Not too shabby at all.
So last November when my husband Brent Jones said that he was thinking of writing a novel, I was all for it. I mean, what bookworm doesn’t like having her very own in-house author? I’ve already submitted a half a dozen book requests but I have a funny feeling that his ideas are much better than mine.
I’m pleased to introduce Brent’s debut novel The Fifteenth of June! Before I dive into what it’s all about, can I brag about my husband for a bit?