"SHORT BUS HERO is a well-written story with a strong plot and ton of lovable character. The overarching themes of tolerance, compassion, and heart of a hero are woven throughout. As engaging as it is touching, I can say at least twice I had to put the book down. I couldn’t see the words anymore. For a beautiful snapshot of a little girl’s heart and a chance to recharge my own, SHORT BUS HERO is a solid five-star, must read." - Goodreads
Description:
Twenty-three year-old Ally Forman, a $350 million dollar lottery winner with Down syndrome, is either cursed or blessed, depending on how you look at things. When professional wrestler Stryker Nash loses his job, Ally, his biggest fan, wants nothing more than to put him back in the ring. And she will spare no expense. Her mother, however, has other plans for Ally’s winnings and her life. SHORT BUS HERO is a darkly humorous look at life with Down syndrome, the rise of a wrestling empire... and angels. Yes, angels.
GUEST POST
What it’s Like to Live with Another Writer
by Shannon Giglio
Pretty much all my life, I felt out of place and
misunderstood. My constant need to scribble down intricately imagined scenarios
was mocked or criticized or met with some degree of impatience. I grew up, went
to college, and traded in my journals and sketchpads for math books and
accounting ledgers, abandoning my creative self in favor of a more responsible
adult self. And do you know what that led to? Misery. I worked a soul-crushing
job—a string of them, actually—that turned me into a zombie. Only after I made
the decision to enroll in graduate school did I start to feel better. I had
found…other creative people! I could get my journal back out and write all the
crazy stories I wanted, and actually share them with others! A light went on
somewhere in my dark soul.
Things got tricky again, however, when it came to romance.
Guys with traditional careers just didn’t get me, but they were more accessible
than artistic types, so I settled. And I found myself out of place and
misunderstood again. (Cue sad trombone.)
Then, like a ray of sunshine breaking through a massive bank
of the angriest storm clouds, I found…another writer! One who wrote in the same
genre, even. And, just like that, I knew that I belonged somewhere.
My husband, Peter Giglio, is the person I spent my entire
life looking for. He not only understands my need to churn out stories, but he
whole-heartedly supports it. Not only that, but he participates in it! And the angels sing and all is right with the
world. We share our ideas with each other all the time. We talk about story
structure, and characterization, and world building. We have debates about the
publishing industry and contemplate the paths we’ll take. Every day is a workshop
in fiction. Do we ever disagree? Of course. Do we ever collaborate? Of course. Sometimes
it’s tough to let each other slip away into our respective imaginations for
hours at a time (especially when there are chores to be done, pets to be
attended to, and kids to spend time with), but we always come back to each
other, and it is so amazing to have someone there waiting for me in the real
world, after I’ve disemboweled someone or sent them into a tough wrestling
match.
My weird writerly ways are finally understood and accepted,
and, for that, I am so grateful. Living with another writer is wonderful.
About the author:
Shannon Giglio, originally from Milwaukee, WI, graduated from Drexel University and Emerson College before going to work for Dick Clark, CBS, and Ridley Scott. She lives in Savannah, GA, with her husband, author Peter Giglio, and her two daughters. She is currently finishing her fourth and fifth novels.
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