Leaving Amarillo by Caisey Quinn blog tour with guest post and #giveaway
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Leaving Amarillo synopsis:
Dixie Lark hasn’t had it easy. She lost her parents in an accident when she was young and grew up in a ramshackle house on a dirt road in Amarillo with her ailing grandparents and overprotective older brother. Thanks to her grandfather, Dixie learned to play a mean fiddle, inspired by the sounds of the greats—Johnny and June, Waylon, and Hank. Her grandfather’s fiddle changed Dixie’s life forever, giving her an outlet for the turmoil of her broken heart and inspiring a daring dream.
Ten years later, Dixie and her brother, Dallas, are creating the music they love and chasing fame with their hot band, Leaving Amarillo. But Dixie isn’t enjoying the ride. All she can think about is Gavin, the band’s tattooed, tortured drummer who she’s loved since they were kids. She knows he feels the connection between them, but he refuses see her as more than his best friend’s little sister.
Convinced that one night with Gavin will get him out of her system, Dixie devises a plan. She doesn’t know that her brother has forbidden Gavin from making a move on her-a promise he swore he’d always keep . . . a promise that once broken will unexpectedly change the future for Dixie, Gavin and the band.
Ten years later, Dixie and her brother, Dallas, are creating the music they love and chasing fame with their hot band, Leaving Amarillo. But Dixie isn’t enjoying the ride. All she can think about is Gavin, the band’s tattooed, tortured drummer who she’s loved since they were kids. She knows he feels the connection between them, but he refuses see her as more than his best friend’s little sister.
Convinced that one night with Gavin will get him out of her system, Dixie devises a plan. She doesn’t know that her brother has forbidden Gavin from making a move on her-a promise he swore he’d always keep . . . a promise that once broken will unexpectedly change the future for Dixie, Gavin and the band.
Caisey Quinn’s Inspiration for the
Neon Dreams series
Not too
long ago (barely over a year), I took a trip to Nashville with some friends. It
was one of those last minute “oh my gosh, we have to see this super big artist
doing a concert in a tiny venue because they just Tweeted that they’ll be
there” type road trips. Unplanned, beef jerky, big gulps, and random road mix
cd style adventure. My favorite kind.
However, by
the time we arrived at the venue it was packed. Literally. Wall to wall
crammed, people spilling out onto the sidewalk, full to maximum capacity packed.
Apparently we weren’t the only ones who caught word that a big name artist was
going to be there.
Sigh.
We decided
to just check out a few local spots instead. In a bar called Crossroads we got
comfy, ordered drinks, and started chatting about how bummed we were that we
didn’t get to see the original artist we intended to. I can’t even remember now
who it was. Here’s why.
As we’re
ordering a second—okay, maybe a third—round and deciding if we’re going to just
call it a night and get a hotel room or head home (Birmingham is only about
three hours away), this glorious sound fills the air. No, it pierces the air, rips through it and
grabs everyone in hearing range by the eardrums.
Our
conversation—along with many others—ceased instantly. Chill bumps ran up my
arms even though it was quite warm and I was wearing a jacket.
Most of
the patrons gaped in awe as this young woman played the fiddle as if she’d been
born to do that and only that. It was the solo from “Devil Went Down to
Georgia” by the Charlie Daniels band and she was rocking it beyond
comprehension. Pretty sure even the bartenders stopped what they were doing. The
rest of the night was a little blurry, but I know we didn’t leave until that
band had played their entire set.
We ended
up getting a hotel room but none of us slept. All we could talk about was that
band and how amazing they were and how we were kicking ourselves that we didn’t
get their name so we could check them out online and hear more. I still look
for them when I’m in Nashville and one day I fully expect to hear them on the
radio. Whoever they are, they will forever be the band that inspired the Neon
Dreams series.
This isn’t
the exact band but they’re pretty close! The search continues!
VIDEO
LINK: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SKAl1lBDEY
About the author:
Caisey Quinn lives in a suburb outside of Birmingham, Alabama with her husband, daughter, and other assorted animals. She wears cowgirl boots most of the time, even to church. She is the bestselling author of the Kylie Ryans series and writes New and Young Adult books about country girls finding love in unexpected places.
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