Hey guys! I am the next stop on this amazing blog tour! The Perfect Tear is a a YA fantasy novel and you all know how I love those. So when I got the opportunity to be apart of this tour, I had to jump at the chance.
SUMMARY:
Eleanor is a singer. Her
songs keep nature in balance, but when they are stolen from her, a grey mist descends
and her world fails to thrive. This timid orphan is thrust into a course of
action she never asked for, nor envisioned. Set against a backdrop of
abandonment, loss and betrayal, she must find her way through strange and
dangerous landscapes in her desperate search for the Perfect Tear, a dark
crystal which holds the future of her world. But, Eleanor is no savior. She is
a simple girl with strong instincts and she must learn to trust them. Just like
the notes of song must connect to create a melody, Eleanor must discover the
connections needed to create the harmony required to truly save her world.
After reading this book, I must say I was pleasantly surprised. On the surface, of this book, like super surface, before you even start to read it and have only read the summary, this book sounds like it might be a weird read. I mean a healing crystal? But once I started reading, it was a really good read that I recommend all of you read. I don't want to give too much away, but I want you all to know that this is a book I read cover to cover and fully recommend. Not to mention that this book is set to be film in 2017. So yes, it's very exciting.
You can check out more of this on https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26571461-the-perfect-tear and buy it here: https://www.amazon.com/Perfect-Tear-Connie-Lansberg-ebook/dp/B018L5N78C/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1469425361&sr=8-1&keywords=connie+lansberg
In case all of you can't help but want to know more about this book than the unsatisfying amount that I gave you, here is an excerpt:
EXCERPT:
Lerion forced his lips
into a smile and nodded politely in an effort to feign interest in the
creations of his fellow novices. Their excited chatter and heightened energy
pulsed the length of the room. They seemed foolish to him, but he managed to
conceal his disdain. Social transparency in his society was the norm, but
hiding his feelings from the collective was something he excelled at. It was
his secret talent. Today however, he struggled to maintain a pleasant
countenance.
The novices were allowed
to see their competition for only a few moments and Lerion extended his
glance the length of the narrow corridor again. He had to be certain he would
win. Only the best young designers were invited to enter the Creation Contest,
and then, only once. Lerion knew this was his only chance to achieve his dream,
and he forced himself to scan the room once more. He was searching for any
design that might pose a threat, but after another quick reconnaissance,
nothing he saw gave him cause for concern. He took a quick, shuddering breath
and lifted his chin. Why had he been so nervous?
He felt his energy
uncoil and his step became light. He'd worked for this opportunity almost from
the day his two co-creators sung him into being - he deserved to win.
Lerion clenched his jaw.
The arrogance of his desire was not lost on him. The Creation Contest was much
more than a matter of whose design was the most innovative or which novice
showed the most initiative. The winning design had to uphold and even surpass
the standards of creation set by the Ancient Ones. It had to enhance the
evolution of their society as a whole. Had he achieved that?
He stopped in front of a
nine-dimensional hologram and pretended to be intrigued with the design, while
he slyly studied its creator, a feminine-biased novice named Lalycri. The
energy emanating from her shimmered against his outer layer and he
involuntarily vibrated in response. Her eyes lit up and he swallowed hard. Her
animated smile caused her nose to crinkle and her energy swelled in gentle
waves. It undulated softly through him. He felt himself surrender to the
pleasure of it and immediately blocked its flow. He would not allow himself to
respond. This was not the time to reveal his attraction to her, and he nodded
curtly. He had to admit, he found Lalycri appealing and she peaked his
curiosity. On any other day, he might have encouraged her, but this kind of
personal chemistry often led to a desire to co-create and he was not about to
break the rules. Not today, anyway.
Novices were forbidden
to form creative partnerships of any kind. Only those having twelve activated
strands of DNA were allowed the privilege of co-creation. Lerion sighed. He had
activated only seven strands of the twelve that lay within each of his cells.
More than all the other novices, but still, not enough.
Determined to ignore her
vibrant energy, Lerion gave Lalycri a small nod. He leaned in and studied the
extremely unusual construct while she beamed at him. He couldn’t work out what
its purpose must be, and he stiffened. It had never occurred to him Lalcyri
might be competition. How had she managed such a complicated design?
He made sure to keep his
voice polite rather than accusatory. "I had no idea you'd been
selected."
Lalycri tilted her head
and her smiled faltered. "Well, I was."
Her tone had a sharp
edge and he realized he had insulted her. "Certainly. I'm not
surprised."
"You sound
surprised." Lalycri's voice was stern but the twinkle returned to her
eyes. "I'm grateful for the honor. It's definitely the most daring design
I've produced so far." She lowered her lashes an her mouth grew firm.
"I would give anything to win. I long to pit myself against Tsera."
Her words came fast and
her voice had a ferocious quality that startled him. Lerion blinked and looked
sharply at her. They all wanted the honor of winning. However, it had not
occurred to him there might be others who desired to win as much as he did.
Nobody could want this as much as he did. His every cell informed him being
Main Creator was his destiny, and the idea she could snatch it from him was
ludicrous.
He felt his vibration quicker, but Lalycri did
not seem to notice the change in his demeanor. She smiled brightly, as if she
had not just made a startling admission, and began to prattle without taking a
breath.
This book is by the incredible Connie Lansberg. Connie Lansberg is a
singer/songwriter and now author based in Melbourne Australia. She’s had her original songs placed in some of
Australia’s best loved TV shows that play around the
world and The Connie Lansberg Quartet is a fixture in the Melbourne jazz scene.
Her most recent original musical project, Alone with Bees, performs her songs
written especially for The Perfect Tear. This is Connie’s first novel and the movie is coming.
She also received
several grants from the Victoria Council of the Arts for the development of
mobile phone games that she created.
Connie joined the
Melbourne Writers Group in 2010 to work on ideas and scripts and during this
time the idea for The Perfect Tear began to develop and take shape. She
continued her education by taking scriptwriting classes at the Australian Film
and Television School in Melbourne and later, worked extensively with Marcy
Kennedy on the book. She has two more stories to complete The Perfect Tear
Trilogy and is hoping to have the second book finished by 2016.
“The first thing anybody
tells you about this business is to say what makes you unique and different,
but I couldn’t and the very idea of it never sat well with
me and after much deliberation, I finally realized why.
Because, I’m not unique or different–I’m exactly like you and I love that.
We each have a unique
filter through which we interpret the world, and with this filter in place, I
write stories and songs and you might find them surprising or intriguing or
confronting, you may relate or you may not. They may make you laugh and
sometimes, even cry.
You may or may not understand what I’m trying to say and you may not understand me, however, rest assured,
once we get past the filters, at our core, we are wonderfully and beautifully,
exactly the same.”
You can find more of Connie here:
http://www.connielansberg.com and here: https://www.facebook.com/connielansbergbooks and here: http://www.instagram.com/theperfecttear
Now go and read this book and don't forget to be on the lookout for the film version of this story in 2017 by Little Studio Films.
Eleanor
is
a singer. Her songs keep nature
in
balance, but when they are stolen from her, a grey mis
t
descends and her world fails
to
thrive. This timid orphan
is
thrust into a course
of
action she never
asked for, nor envisioned. Set against a backdrop of abandonmen
t, loss and betrayal, she must find
her way through strange and dangerous landscapes
in
her desperate search for the Perfect Tear, a
dark crystal which holds the future
of
her world. But, Eleanor
is
no
savior. She
is
a simple girl with
strong instincts and she must learn
to
trust them. Just like the notes
of
song must connect
to
create a
melody, Eleanor must discover the connections needed
to
create the harmony required
to
truly save
her world.
Eleanor
is
a singer. Her songs keep nature
in
balance, but when they are stolen from her, a grey mis
t
descends and her world fails
to
thrive. This timid orphan
is
thrust into a course
of
action she never
asked for, nor envisioned. Set against a backdrop of abandonmen
t, loss and betrayal, she must find
her way through strange and dangerous landscapes
in
her desperate search for the Perfect Tear, a
dark crystal which holds the future
of
her world. But, Eleanor
is
no
savior. She
is
a simple girl with
strong instincts and she must learn
to
trust them. Just like the notes
of
song must connect
to
create a
melody, Eleanor must discover the connections needed
to
create the harmony required
to
truly save
her world.
Eleanor
is
a singer. Her songs keep nature
in
balance, but when they are stolen from her, a grey mis
t
descends and her world fails
to
thrive. This timid orphan
is
thrust into a course
of
action she never
asked for, nor envisioned. Set against a backdrop of abandonmen
t, loss and betrayal, she must find
her way through strange and dangerous landscapes
in
her desperate search for the Perfect Tear, a
dark crystal which holds the future
of
her world. But, Eleanor
is
no
savior. She
is
a simple girl with
strong instincts and she must learn
to
trust them. Just like the notes
of
song must connect
to
create a
melody, Eleanor must discover the connections needed
to
create the harmony required
to
truly save
her world.
