In her debut novel, Charlene Ross creates characters so funny and endearing, you can’t help rooting for them (or rooting for their demise).
From the first page of Frosted Cowboy, I wanted to be Laney Delaney’s best friend:
I study the drink menu as if my life depends on it. And I guess in a way it does. It’s time to shake things up. I will not be drinking my usual margarita or cosmo tonight. “I’ll have a Frosted Cowboy,” I tell the bartender as I look around the bar at this supposed Hollywood hot spot and wonder what the hell I’m doing here.
32-year-old Laney has just lost her cheating fiance; and after a misunderstanding beyond her control, she loses her job as a wedding dress designer. Laney’s about to lose her mind (or at least be buried under empty take-out containers and wine bottles) when she decides to take life by the reins and discover her true passion—not just romantically but also professionally. From then on, her career and dating adventures test her self-esteem, her self-control, and her limits of self-deprecation.
Whether Laney’s manning a booth at the Rose Bowl Flea Market, hosting an overpriced baby shower, or pitching designs to a trendy boutique in Silverlake, you’ll be cheering for her every clumsy step of the way. Laney is real and snarky and honest. She makes mistakes and takes risks with her heart, all the while discovering whom she can and cannot trust. (Including herself.)
I say the writing is bright and breezy, as refreshing as a Frosted Cowboy on ice. Ross’s heart and humor strikes just the right balance between sweetness and salt (on-the-rim), a blend that makes for the perfect romantic comedy.
Bottom line: Frosted Cowboy begins as a delicious cocktail ordered by Laney Delaney and ends in a delicious conclusion to her quest for love and purpose.
But you’ll get no spoilers here. To find out what happens, visit Amazon and purchase a paperback or Kindle copy of Frosted Cowboy.
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Then share the book with your friends over a pitcher of Frosted Cowboys (there’s a recipe on the last page of the book!) and please don’t forget to invite me.
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