Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Giveaway: Scarred by Joanne Macgregor

Welcome to the first giveaway post of 2016!

Local author Joanne Macgregor has kindly donated a PHYSICAL copy of her latest release, Scarred.

About the Book
"Life leaves you scarred. Love can make you beautiful." 

Seventeen year-old Sloane Munster is trying to reboot her life after a serious car accident left her badly scarred and emotionally traumatized.

Starting her senior year at a new school, she’s delighted to see Luke Naughton, a swimmer whom she once crushed on, in the class in front of her. But when he glares back at her with disgust and revulsion, she’s shocked and hurt, and assumes it’s because of her appearance. Despite misunderstandings, the chemistry between them sparks and love grows against a background of guilt, secrets, and mounting tensions at a school where bullying is rife and Sloane is not the most deeply scarred person.

Sharp with bittersweet humor, Scarred is an intense, beautiful, compelling story of life, death and fighting for love against all the odds.

About the Author

When not writing books, Joanne Macgregor is a Counselling Psychologist in private practice in Johannesburg, South Africa and deals mainly with victims of crime and trauma.

She started her professional life as a high school English teacher, and has also been an IT trainer, theatre dogsbody, and a “Big 4” business consultant (worst job ever!). She is a pretty good cook, which is good for her family but not for her waistline. (Goodreads Profile)

You can visit Joanne on her home on the web here.

If you would like to win a copy, leave a comment on this post with the story behind your most memorable scar.

You will get an extra bonus entry if you share this post and mention me @urbanisedgeek on Twitter.

Winners will be announced on the 31st January 2016.
Please note that this competition is only open to South African residents.

Good luck!

1 comment:

  1. You're really making me think about my scars... I don't have many and the ones that I do have are all from cats that I have had over the years. I had a cat I was incredibly fond of, more so than the others. She was more of a companion really. I would tell her that she was my compadrè. She left a series of scars (and at the time, bruises) on my upper right arm during her first (and last!) catnip trip. It was all right, she was spaced out, lying next to me and then suddenly my arm was a foreign object that had to be attacked. She was by far my favourite, my heart broke when she disappeared, so those little scars on my arm are a constant reminder of my feline companion, and the day she went berserk.