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Title: Adulting 101
Author: Lisa Henry
Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
Genre: Contemporary, Gay, Gay Fiction, Gay Romance, Humor/Comedy, New Adult, Romance
Release Date: 08/16/2016
The struggle is real.
Nick Stahlnecker is eighteen and not ready to grow up yet. He has a summer job, a case of existential panic, and a hopeless crush on the unattainable Jai Hazenbrook. Except how do you know that your coworker’s unattainable unless you ask to blow him in the porta-potty?
That’s probably not what Dad meant when he said Nick should act more like an adult.
Twenty-five-year-old Jai is back in his hometown of Franklin, Ohio, just long enough to earn the money to get the hell out again. His long-term goal of seeing more of the world is worth the short-term pain of living in his mother’s basement, but only barely.
Meeting Nick doesn’t fit in with Jai’s plans at all, but, as Jai soon learns, you don’t have to travel halfway around the world to have the adventure of a lifetime.
This is not a summer romance. This is a summer friendship-with-benefits. It’s got pizza with disgusting toppings, Netflix and chill, and accidental exhibitionism. That’s all. There are no feelings here. None. Shut up.
Hi, and welcome to the blog tour to celebrate the release of Adulting 101 by Lisa Henry. I’m visiting some of my favourite blogs around the place to talk about writing Adulting 101, some of my influences and inspiration, and even sharing an excerpt or two! Don’t forget to leave a comment for your chance to win a prize!
I started Adulting 101 as I do with all my books – by accidentally calling a character after someone J.A. Rock knows, or is closely related to. After she suggested an alternative surname for my main character Nick, things were smooth sailing.
I wrote the first chapter of this book after GRL 2015, in a small apartment in Burbank that I shared with J.A. Rock. I spent most of my time drinking wine, wondering why it was so impossible to buy any cheese apart from the plastic sort, and counting the number of gun shops between the apartment and the really nice Thai restaurant.
America is odd to me. It’s like everything is almost the same, but just slightly off. Like, if you listened carefully, you could just about hear the theme music from the Twilight Zone playing in the distance. But maybe that was just L.A.
In some respects it was kind of easy to get into Nick’s head while I was just far enough out of my comfort zone to notice it. Where the big differences are really easy to deal with, because you expect those, but it’s the little things that trip you up. Like wanting to buy laundry soap, and standing there and looking at all of that laundry soap, and having your brain shut down because none of it looks even remotely familiar and you can’t just grab the one you have every other six thousand times in your life you’re bought laundry soap. Like not being really hungry, and discovering that “entrée” is somehow the main meal and not the appetiser. And don’t get me started on paying with everything with bills because I did not feel qualified to handle your coins in a competent and timely manner.
So getting into the head of an eighteen-year-old kid who is secretly intimidated by the idea of coping all alone out there in the big, bad world where he’s going to have to figure everything out on his own? Well, that was surprisingly easy to do.
It’s been a long time since I started university. If anyone’s ever read my bio, you’ll know I was sixteen at the time. I didn’t start university at sixteen because I was smart, but because of a mix up during international school systems early on that was never sorted out. And I can pretty much guarantee you that on that first scary day of university, I sure as hell didn’t feel any older than sixteen either.
New things are scary. New things without our friends by our side are scarier still. And I remember, acutely, not wanting to grow up yet. Like Nick, I was aware I was on the threshold of something big, but terrified that once the door to childhood closed it stayed closed.
And, in some ways, I guess that door does. But, in other ways, a kid is just an adult with a credit card.
I own more Star Wars Lego now than I ever did when I was a kid, because I don’t need to wait for my Mum to buy it for me. With ages comes wisdom, apparently. But there’s no rule that says you have to grow up along the way.
The other week my nine-year-old niece said to me, “When you were nine, did you know what you wanted to do when you grew up?”
“Meg,” I said, “I still haven’t figured that out.”
And if there’s one thing I wish people would tell kids, it’s this: You don’t have to have it all figured out. It’s okay not to know exactly what you want to do with your life. Work a few jobs until you find one you like. Go to college if you want. If you don’t, then don’t. Chop and change courses. You don’t have to lock anything in. You don’t have to have all the answers. Hell, you don’t have to have any of the answers. All you have to do is try to find a way to be happy with the life you’re living. That’s all any of us should be doing.
Each comment on this blog tour enters you for a chance to win a $20 Riptide credit and an ebook of your choice from my back catalogue. You’ll also win a super secret cute little gift that’s very close to my (and Nick’s) heart! Entries close August 20, and contest is not restricted to US residents. Remember to leave your email address in the comments so I can contact you if you win!
About the Author
Lisa likes to tell stories, mostly with hot guys and happily ever afters.
Lisa lives in tropical North Queensland, Australia. She doesn’t know why, because she hates the heat, but she suspects she’s too lazy to move. She spends half her time slaving away as a government minion, and the other half plotting her escape.
She attended university at sixteen, not because she was a child prodigy or anything, but because of a mix-up between international school systems early in life. She studied History and English, neither of them very thoroughly.
She shares her house with too many cats, a green tree frog that swims in the toilet, and as many possums as can break in every night. This is not how she imagined life as a grown-up.
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