Release
Date: May 20th
I am not hurt.
I don’t need a second chance with him, or a life I thought I had.
While he was out forgetting me to become a movie star, I was building a career out of nothing. A career as a paparazzi, but a career. For a foster kid who bounced around every home in Los Angeles, that wasn’t easy.
This camera is all I have.
He’s nothing to me. Every time I take his picture and sell it, I remind myself that I did it all without him or his approval, his cinnamon smell or his clear green eyes. He lights up the screen like a celestial body, but he’s nothing but a paycheck to me.
He can throw my camera off a balcony, and nothing has to change. We can stay king and queen of the same city, and different worlds.
Except this is Hollywood, and here, anything can happen.
I don’t need a second chance with him, or a life I thought I had.
While he was out forgetting me to become a movie star, I was building a career out of nothing. A career as a paparazzi, but a career. For a foster kid who bounced around every home in Los Angeles, that wasn’t easy.
This camera is all I have.
He’s nothing to me. Every time I take his picture and sell it, I remind myself that I did it all without him or his approval, his cinnamon smell or his clear green eyes. He lights up the screen like a celestial body, but he’s nothing but a paycheck to me.
He can throw my camera off a balcony, and nothing has to change. We can stay king and queen of the same city, and different worlds.
Except this is Hollywood, and here, anything can happen.
Author Note: If you know me, you know my Submission and
Corruption books. This is different. This is about love and loss, ambition and
talent, and our commitments to ourselves and each other. I don't close the door
on the expression of love, but this is not the usual dirty pleasure.
CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon
bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the
fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you
call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York
City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in
screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did
embed TV story structure in her head well enough for her to take a big risk on
a TV series structured erotic series called Songs of Submission. It’s about a
kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an ingenue singer with a wisecracking
mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los Angeles.
Critics have dubbed
the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is
flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her
not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s
too good to give the toilets a once-over every couple of weeks or chop a cord
of wood.
If you meet her in
person, you should call her Christine.
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