About Doppelganger:
Citrus Leahy is having a really bad day. First she's late to school. Then she runs into the girl who drives her nuts because she always calls her Orange instead of her name. To cap it all off, when Citrus finally makes it to class, she sees herself already inside. Wait. What? Citrus Leahy has a doppelganger! It's probably aliens taking over the world and her life has just turned totally upside down. Goodbye, normal. Hello, paranormal. Luckily, her crush Aedan has the exact same problem!buy it: Amazon / B&N / Smashwords
Author Milda Harris is a Chicago girl who ran off to Hollywood to pursue a screenwriting dream! She has a dog named after a piece of candy (Licorice), was once hit by a tree (seriously), and wears hot pink sunglasses (why not?). Between working in production on television shows like Austin & Ally, Hannah Montana, and That's So Raven and playing with her super cute dog Licorice, she writes young adult murder mystery, horror, paranormal romance, and chick lit novels.find her online: website / blog / @mildharris / Facebook
Her books Doppelganger, Adventures in Funeral Crashing, Adventures of a Graveyard Girl, The New Girl Who Found A Dead Body, and Connected (A Paranormal Romance) are for sale now!
Review:
Doppelganger
Self-published
July 30, 2012
The doppelganger idea is a great one for a YA novel - it's one I've loved in movies (like The Faculty which is actually mentioned in Doppelganger) but haven't seen in books as much.
Harris' Doppelganger is an easy and light read. The characters aren't very well developed or complex but for the short length of the story, it's okay and doesn't detract much from the story. Some of the little tidbits added in about the characters were interesting and helped give them, well, character. I think with a bit more polish, they could work into the story a bit better and really help flush out the characters and the novel as a whole.
There wasn't quite as much tension as I would have liked - or perhaps I would have been freaking out a bit more if doppelgangers were possibly taking over. I did like, though, how Citrus seemed able to think of things quickly and wasn't a weak, damsel in distress girl
Rating: 6/10
Excerpt:
“Citrus Leahy?” The Receptionist
said as if on cue.
I jumped up and made sure not to
turn and look at Melissa. I could feel Melissa staring at my back, regardless.
Why did she want to talk to me anyway? I focused my gaze on the Receptionist,
who was watching me approach.
“You weren’t here first period?”
The Receptionist asked.
“No,” I said, “That’s why I’m in
the office. For a late pass, so I can go to second period. I have a test.”
The Receptionist frowned and I
noticed that she was looking at an attendance sheet. She grabbed a pencil and
made an erasure. I felt overly anxious. What was this woman doing? There wasn’t
time. I was going to miss my test and it was going to majorly affect my grade.
The day was definitely not going well. I needed to get to class.
“Okay, here’s your tardy slip. This
one’s a warning. One more and you have detention,” The Receptionist said in
monotone, as she handed me the slip. She obviously made this speech all the
time.
It was a relief about the
detention, but now I was worried about missing the test. I grabbed the slip and
immediately turned to leave. I was only going to be about ten minutes late. I
could finish the test in forty minutes. I may not have studied adequately, but
I was a great test taker.
“Bye Orange!” Melissa yelled after
me.
I cringed, but outwardly ignored
Melissa and sprinted for my World History class. I didn’t even have time to go
to my locker. I’d have to swing back and get my Spanish book before third
period, but I’d be okay for history.
As soon as I rounded the corner
away from the office, I broke into a sprint. My class was at the other end of
the school. The quicker I ran, the more time I had to take the test.
I was breathing hard by the time I
made it to the right hallway. I was definitely not a runner. Sweat drops were
forming on my face. It was going to be one of those days where I just couldn’t
wait to get home and take a shower. I couldn't believe I felt gross and it was
only second period. I couldn't help thinking that I was probably going to get a
pimple from the sweat on my nose or something too. I bet that it would be one
of those ones under the skin, that wouldn't pop and totally hurt. The lengths I
went through to get decent grades and be the good kid.
I walked the rest of the way to my
classroom, totally forgetting to obsess over World History facts and instead
wondering if I had any face wash in my gym locker to try and head off that
pimple. I couldn't remember if I had taken it home or not. I crossed my fingers
that the face wash would still be there, in my locker, when I had gym in a few
hours. I tried to even out my breathing and dabbed the sweat off my face with
the bottom of my shirt. I wasn’t going to give the other students anything to
talk about by running in, out of breath, and sweaty. I was just going to walk
in and hand Mr. Meadows the tardy slip, ask for the test, sit down, take it,
and get a decent grade, and hopefully not a pimple. Then I could get back to
reading my fun book and not worry about my grades for the rest of the day.
My mind was already planning how it
was all going to turn out, as I caught a glimpse of the classroom through the
window in the door. That’s when everything froze for me. The Receptionist in
the Main Office had been correct in thinking that the attendance reports were
strange because they were. How else could I be standing outside of my World
History class waiting to go in and take my test and also be inside, already
busy with the business of test taking? I swear. I'm not kidding. I was dressed
in different clothes, but it was definitely me - same body type, a little
longer than shoulder length dirty blonde hair and side swept bangs, oval face,
and green eyes. Well, I'm guessing her eyes were green because the girl I was
looking at was focused on her test and not looking directly at me. Still, it
was me in there. I just knew it.
The thing is - I didn’t have a
twin. What I was seeing was totally impossible. I couldn’t be in two places at
once. What in the world was happening? And, really, could my day get any worse?
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Looks like a great book! Thanks for the giveaway!
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