BOOK REVIEW: #1 Muse By T. Gephart

Claire Becker is a struggling screenwriter who has been writing fan fiction about an upcoming actor that she met five years ago, Nick Larsson. Now, Nick is an actor on a widely popular sitcom while Claire is forced read screenplays to pay the bills instead of selling her own. Her own screenplays have been mediocre at best. She has hit a creative slump. The only creative outlet is her fan fiction that only her roommates are allowed to read–that is until her best friend gave Claire’s fan fiction to who she thought was Nick Larsson (actually his older brother Dave).

What is a girl to do when freaking out after her bestie, Scully placed her beloved fan fiction is in the hand of her crush, Nick Larsson? Break into his condo and get the writing back–of course!

Fate steps in. Instead Nick invites her into his home. Granted, he’s drunk and doesn’t remember a thing. But she stays to ensure that he’s going to be okay. That begins their relationship. The more time Claire spends with Nick, the more she falls in love with him. The man–not the image that she created or that the media created. Nick loves Claire because she loves him–not his image or what he can get her. Like all love stories, they are not without issues. Mainly, Claire’s own insecurities for being “plain Jane” in a world of Barbies. She doesn’t think that she deserves him. Nick keeps information from Claire about her writing. This issue almost tears them apart. How can Claire trust Nick when he didn’t tell her a very important detail about Claire’s rise in Hollywood.

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Landing a writing gig in Hollywood was just as difficult as becoming an actor, and something Claire Becker had learned the hard way.

 

Sure, she didn’t have to conform to ridiculous beauty standards and give up her love for raw cookie dough, but the sting of rejection burned all the same. The only things that kept her sane were her two amazing roommates and her guilty pleasure—writing fan-fiction.

 

Getting lost in her own world, she’d forget that she had yet to land her dream job, and instead spent time with her dream man—Nick Larsson. Well, at least in the literary sense. Too bad he wasn’t aware or an active participant—her fictional love life, outstanding.

 

Tall, good-looking and sexy beyond comprehension, Nick Larsson not only had a famous last name—and four equally smoldering brothers—but was talented beyond belief. A star on the rise with a critically acclaimed series, his body and face were what fantasy scripts—and dreams—were made of. Made for some pretty steamy writing opportunities too.

And yes, it was probably “wrong” for Claire to objectify him, but it wasn’t like anyone knew about it. Just her, and her two amazing, supportive roommates.

Or at least they were amazing and supportive, and bound to be missed after Claire killed them.

 

In a moment of unexplained insanity, one of them —or both, each as bad as the other—sent her latest installments to the man himself.

 

Cue panic of epic proportions.

 

All Claire needed to do was sneak into his apartment and retrieve the misappropriated story before Nick, or anyone else, read it and mistook her for a creepy stalker. Although, breaking and entering probably wouldn’t convince anyone to the contrary either.

 

Claire was going to get the best material of her life, or end up with a restraining order. Either way, the story was getting a hell of lot more interesting.