Friday, May 10, 2013

Final Five Summers Giveaway, and Pre-Order Prizes!

I first announced that I had a book coming out back in December, and literally at least once a week ever since then someone I know in real life will say, "Hey, congratulations on your book release!" and I have to say, "Oh, yeah, haha, no, it's not actually out yet. It just FEELS like it's been out for six months because every five seconds I have to tweet about it or else a Care Bear gets a wedgie."

But YOU GUYS. The book is actually coming out next week. And Care Bears don't even wear pants, so don't stress.

OK, below you'll find the final giveaway widget. For the first two giveaways I chose two winners, but this time I'm taking it up a notch, Emeril style. This time, I'll choose one winner for every 100 entries this giveaway receives. So go nuts, share it around, tell your friends. I only have 5 copies left and I REALLY want to be forced to get more just to fulfill these prizes.

ALSO: If you have already pre-ordered the book, please forward your e-receipt to fivesummersbook@gmail.com for a personalized token of my appreciation. Because I live to love you guys. Also to drink Prosecco and bitch about midriff tops (HOW? HOW are they OK again? NOT COOL, fashion). But mostly to love you guys. a Rafflecopter giveaway
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8 comments :

  1. Oh, I hope I'm one of our winners, as your book looks great! I've been a follower of yours for a very long time, and live for your posts. :) You have saved me from insanity so many times! Well, maybe not saved me on the whole, but at least inspired me to use laughter as therapy.

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  2. Pre-ordered the Kindle version. Can't wait to read it! Maybe I'll drink some bug juice (with vodka, of course) and strap on the pair of Tevas I still have from my high school camp trips.

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  3. So excited for you and for the book.

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  5. I always wished I went to a cool summer camp, but I only ever went to music or acting camps. Luckily I realized that I am a terrible actor, so that stopped early on. Music stuck and I'm glad for that. Now I live near a national Forrest and wilderness area, so I can pretend that I'm at camp in the summer :)

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  6. So excited for you! And to read the book:-)

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  7. Long time listener, first time caller. But I started reading when I too had a baby boy and you kind of sang my life with your words at time. I went to a 4H camp in Maine- where I live- where during morning circle they told you not to pick the grass because it was alive kind of thing. But we had a kind of talent show night at the end of the week which all the cabins participate in. Most of the time they sing you can't ride in my little red wagon until they are screaming and hanging from the rafters or they all sang Hero by Mariah. Our cabin one year a girl said we should perform the short story she wrote about a girl with a terrible scar on her arm that made her an outcast from society and at the end she eats her scar in front of all her tormentors and family. --- crickets, tumbleweed and the councilors giving us pity applause. Amazing. We were so shocked by the lack of respect of this dark gritty dramas, the staff were just worried for our souls I think. Camp is awesome. Congratulations on you book. Hope I win one!

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  8. Favourite camp memory is probably going zip lining for the first time with my bff. But since that's not an incredibly exciting story, I have a camp memory to share that was definitely more scary than fun. I went to an adventure camp (hence the zip-lining) and we spent an afternoon mountain biking in a forest area. The weather had been beautiful that morning but about halfway through the ride it started thunderstorming. And not just a little. It was deafening thunder, constant lightning, and rain so thick you could barely see the biker right in front of you. Which then meant that a small bunch of us got separated from the group with only a counselor-in-training. Then we heard trees around us cracking because of the lightning. It was really quite terrifying. Luckily we all got back to the lodge in one piece, albeit a piece that was soaked to the bone. I'll just say that while I did go back to the camp (the other days were absolutely fantastic - rock climbing, kayaking and canoeing, etc) I haven't been mountain biking since.
    Ah, camp. Interesting times, no doubt about that.

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