Publication Date: June 7th, 2012
Publisher: InkSpell Publishing
Page Count: 318 pages
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Julianne counts the days until she can pack her bags and leave her old-money, tradition-bound Southern town where appearance is everything and secrecy is a way of life. A piano virtuoso, she dreams of attending a prestigious music school in Boston. Failure is not an option, so she enlists the help of New England Conservatory graduate Isaac Laroche.
Julianne can’t understand why Isaac suddenly gave up Boston’s music scene to return to the South. He doesn’t know her life depends on escaping it before she inherits her mother’s madness. Isaac knows he must resist his attraction to a student ten years his junior, but loneliness and jealousy threaten his resolve.
Their indiscretion at a Mardi Gras ball—the pinnacle event for Mobile’s elite—forces their present wants and needs to collide with sins of the past.
Will Julianne accept the help she’s offered and get everything she ever wanted, or will she self-destruct and take Isaac down with her?
Much of my book, Want, revolves around the unique social customs in Mobile, Alabama, with a focus on those surrounding Mardi Gras, where everything is over the top and a faux pas is unacceptable (and will probably make it into the newspaper the next day!). In Want, Juli buys a dress for the symphony that doubles as her Mardi Gras ball gown.
On the day of a mystic society’s parade—especially the older, more exclusive ones—members and their family must dress accordingly. The people riding floats must wear their costumes and masks, but their significant others must also abide by certain conventions.
Women and children (and a few men) usually watch the parade from roped-off grandstands outside the Carnival Museum. They wear bright dresses, flamboyant hats, gloves, heels and their best jewelry, usually pearls. I have no idea why since it’s always warm here on the Gulf Coast, but many women also wear fur coats, and yes, they are real. Political correctness and PITA have no sway over fashion.
After the parade, non-parading women change into their formal ball gowns for the evening’s festivities. Sometimes there is a strict dress code and the mystic society even dictates which stores you can get your dress from, but other societies are less stringent. Matching shoes, bags and bling are a given.
Parading men and usually wear their costumes to the ball. Others must wear tuxedos, and usually these have tails (non-parading male members are even called “black-tails”). It’s a bit old-fashioned, but dang I’ve seen some hot men dressed to the nines! I’ve also seen men don top hats and gloves, but I’m pretty sure those are optional.
After collecting a couple English degrees in the Midwest, Stephanie Lawton suddenly awoke in the deepest reaches of the Deep South. Culture shock inspired her to write about Mobile, Alabama, her adopted city, and all the ways Southern culture, history and attitudes seduce the unsuspecting.A lover of all things gothic, she can often be spotted photographing old cemeteries, historic buildings and, ironically, the beautiful beaches of the Gulf Coast. She also has a tendency to psychoanalyze people, which comes in handy when creating character profiles.On her thirtieth birthday, she mourned (okay bawled) the fact that in no way could she still be considered a “young adult,” so she rebelled by picking up Twilight and promptly fell in love with Young Adult literature.She has a love/hate relationship with Mardi Gras –where does all that money come from?–and can sneeze 18 times in a row.Check out the Want blog tour site and the other stops here: http://www.inkslingerpr.com/2012/07/13/stephanie-lawtons-want-blog-tour/
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