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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Excerpt and Giveaway Marigny Street by Annie Rose Welch

Published July 1st, 2013


Do you believe in the power of dreams?

Way down south on Marigny Street in the heart of New Orleans, the land of Catholic intersessions, purgatory, and supernatural superstitions, young Evangeline Chenier dreams of a radiant boy who saves her from a storm. She takes the dream seriously – in her family, dreams are sometimes more than dreams. Sometimes they foretell the future. Sometimes they create it.

Years later, Eva is no longer the same wistful girl but a hardened woman who no longer believes in dreams. Losing faith in her gift, she becomes lost in a nightmare of emotion, mourning her son, separating from her husband, and stewing in a dead-end job. And then fate brings her an unlikely surprise: one of the most famous movie stars in the world, Gabriel Roberts.

Caught by something in his eyes, Eva agrees to show him the real Big Easy on his last night in New Orleans—an evening that turns into four dreamy days spent recapturing lost faith and discovering a love neither expected. Realizing Gabriel is the boy from her childhood dream, Eva must leave everything behind—her husband, her family, her history, and the beautiful city she calls home—and gamble it all for the dream that has saved her on MARIGNY STREET.


He smiled. “I thought you were going to shake what your mama gave you?”

The warm sensation that was unsettling my system suddenly caused me to feel tremendous bravery. “Let me demonstrate how it’s done.”

My body started to move freely with the music. My head bopping to the beat, I raised my arms high above my head, allowing my body to follow in its own direction. I waved my arms like helicopter propellers. My hips began to do the hula hoop.

Gabriel took a step back. He eyed me cautiously but with fascination. A huge grin spread across his face. The crowd was now staring at me as I dominated the dance floor.

His eyes went from cautious to shocked when I abandoned the helicopter hula for the running man and a pathetic attempt at the roger rabbit. I wondered why these moves ever went out of style. They were invigorating and empowering. Gabriel rubbed his eyes in disbelief and laughed wildly. I pouted my lips in the most seductive come-and-get-me pucker. I shook and shimmied toward him. I was confident. I was cool. I was also drunk past what the law allowed. He grabbed my waist and together we danced. He was still controlled and I was as wild and free as ever.

About the author:
Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California). Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn’t stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.

When she’s not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. She currently (still) resides in the big shake (although her southern roots are calling her home) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent). 

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