Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Lonely no more!
by Brenda Janowitz

It sat in a drawer, gathering dust.  A lonely little manuscript that I never sold.  But I never stopped thinking about it.  I blogged about it, I talked about it, and then a funny thing happened:  I sold it!

And today, THE LONELY HEARTS CLUB makes its big debut!

I really hope you'll check it out.  You can get it on your favorite e-reader:

Amazon

And, just for you, my favorite readers, here's a little sneak peek from chapter one:  

THE LONELY HEARTS CLUB

by Brenda Janowitz

Chapter One: Money for Nothing


“Jo, you’re fired,” he says. Just like that.
Fired.
And I’m utterly shocked. I know, no one ever expects to be fired, but I really didn’t see this coming. My mouth is wide open as I stare back at him.
            “Fired?” is all I can choke out. The room begins to spin. That may be because I was out until sunrise last night drinking vodka tonics at an underground club in Williamsburg, but I’m pretty sure that it’s the news that’s doing it to me, not the hangover.
            “Yes. I’m sorry, Jo, but it’s not working out here,” he says. His skin is gleaming when he says it. His skin always gleams. He’s a dermatologist, so it has to gleam in order for him to stay in business. My skin doesn’t ever gleam. At the very most, it shines and turns red when I get hot or embarrassed. I feel it beginning to shine and my hand immediately flies to my cheek, which, of course, only makes it get hotter.
We are in his office when he tells me and he is sitting at his desk, his head framed by his many diplomas and awards that are hung on the wall behind him. They are, as they are always, shining brightly as if they’d been dusted and cleaned that very morning. I look at the picture he keeps framed at the edge of his desk—a photograph of his family taken at a New Year’s Eve party, framed in a sterling-silver picture frame that his wife lovingly picked out for their thirtieth wedding anniversary—and then look back up at him.
            “You can’t fire me,” I say, which I wholeheartedly believe. I really didn’t think that he ever would or could fire me.
            “I can,” he says, “and I am.” He begins to toy with one of the pens sitting on his desk.
            “I’m your best employee!” I plead.
            “You wore a ‘Save CBGBs’ T-shirt to work,” he says.
            “CBGBs was a New York institution,” I say. He gives me a blank stare. I shrug in response. Is it my fault that this man has no sense of culture? Of history? “What does it matter what I wear under my assistant’s coat anyway?”
            “You know the dress code—scrubs or business casual,” he says.
            “Jeans and a concert tee is business casual!”
            “People can see the prints on your T-shirts right through the fabric,” he says. “And sometimes you wear ones with dirty words on them,” he continues, whispering the ”dirty words” part as if his grandmother is somehow listening from up above and would be appalled by this particular bit of information.
            “Like what?” I ask. Watching him squirm is kind of fun.
            “You know which one,” he says. And then, in barely a whisper, “Free Pussy Riot.”
            “That’s a band,” I say, “not a dirty word.” You’d think a doctor would have no problem saying the word “pussy” out loud.
“Jo, it’s not just the T-shirts. You’ve called in the wrong prescriptions for my patients more times than I’d like to admit.”
            “Some of those drugs have very complicated names,” I say in my own defense. And for the record, they do.
            “That doesn’t mean you can give a patient a more pronounceable drug without consulting me first.”
            “Then maybe you and your colleagues should start prescribing more pronounceable drugs,” I argue. He furrows his brow in response. “But I’m your favorite employee!” I plead.
            “You balanced the company checkbook wrong the last three out of four quarters.”
“You know that I’m not an accountant.” When he hired me for the job two years ago, I knew that there would be some accounting involved. What I hadn’t realized at the time was that I would have to be quite so specific with the numbers. Which is a challenge for me, seeing as I’m really more of a right-brain kind of person.
“But you know how to balance your own checkbook, don’t you?” he says.
For the record, I don’t.
“Of course I know how to balance my own checkbook,” I say and laugh, as if to say, “Doesn’t everybody?” “A business checkbook is much, much different than a personal checkbook,” I explain.
For the record, it’s not.
“I’m your most loyal employee,” I say. My last resort. I find myself alternating between staring into his solid gold, monogrammed Tiffany belt buckle and his shellacked black hair, because I can’t meet his eyes.
            “This is difficult for me, too, you know,” he says, even though I know that it’s not.
“Do you realize how embarrassing this is going to be for me?” I say. Manipulative, I know, but it’s not exactly like I have anything left in my arsenal.
“I thought you don’t get embarrassed,” he replies, looking into my eyes, challenging me.
“I don’t,” I say, frowning like a little girl who hasn’t gotten the piece of candy that she wanted.   
            “Don’t take this personally, Pumpkin.”
            “You can’t call me Pumpkin when you’re firing me, Daddy.”



I’m the author of SCOT ON THE ROCKS and JACK WITH A TWIST. My third novel, RECIPE FOR A HAPPY LIFE, was published by St. Martin's on July 2, 2013. My fourth novel, THE LONELY HEARTS CLUB, was published by Polis Books today!!

My work’s also appeared in the New York Post and Publisher’s Weekly. You can find me at brendajanowitz.com or on Twitter at @BrendaJanowitz.

14 comments:

  1. Congrats, Brenda! I hope it's a huge smash. And what a GREAT opening!! Love the title, too. Go go go! xo

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    1. Thanks so much, Ellen! I so appreciate your never-ending support!!

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  2. Congratulations, Brenda! Love your perseverance! Wishing you great success!

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    1. Thanks, Lori! I'm really excited about this one-- the little book that could!

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  3. Karin GillespieMay 6, 2014 at 8:05 AM

    This is hysterical! I LOVE it. XOXO

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    1. Karin, coming from you, that is a HUGE compliment!! Thank you! Thank you!! Thank you!!!

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  4. Bravo, Brenda!! What a great excerpt! Off to Amazon to download!! Much luck and congratulations!

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    1. Thanks so much, Laura!! I hope you enjoy it. I know you love a book with music in it!!

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  5. This rocks, Brenda! Thanks for sharing and sending best wishes for a huge hit!. Long may this play.

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    1. Thanks so much, Saralee!! I so appreciate the kind words.

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  6. Yay! Brenda. I'm so happy this is seeing the light of day. I can't wait to read. Congrats on pub day and a dream realized.

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    1. Thanks so much, Ariella! I'm so, so excited about this. Can't believe it's getting a second chance!!

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  7. Love this! Congrats and can't wait to read it.

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