Blog Tour: The Journey by JamieLynn Boothe

Title: The Journey
Author: JamieLynn Boothe
Genre: General Fiction
Tour Host: Lady Amber's Tours

Samantha Jenson is trapped in a world like so many others; a world full of fear and death. A world where the disease of addiction has an iron grasp on her life and controls her soul so powerfully even the strongest of men would cower down on his knees and beg for mercy. A world where she struggles to escape and tries to live at least somewhat of a normal life.
Here is the story of a young woman, deeply addicted to the drug called “Intimacy”. Her life has been a disaster because of her addictions through the years but this particular drug is her master. Samantha has lost everything but most importantly her desire to live.
Can Samantha escape the talons her demons have on her? Can Samantha regain control of her life and tear down the walls of despair? Will she regain hope, her desire to live and her family? Travel with her on her journey and see what happens in her world. You just might be able to relate.

JamieLynn Boothe is a laid back southern boy who was born and raised in the small town of Moneta, Virginia, currently residing in Torrington, Ct. however. Working a full-time job as he writes he works on fulfilling his lifelong dream of being a successful author.
JamieLynn enjoys the simple things in life such as good music, movies that make you laugh, cry, and afraid. He loves cats, eating good home-cooked southern food, art, traveling, nature, family and time with friends as well as time to himself.
Writing is his passion, and JamieLynn loves creating books that touch another person’s heart and soul. He has written two books so far. Nightmares and Dreams, a novel, and The Journey, a novella. He is currently working on the sequel to Nightmares and Dreams, and a new love story.
JamieLynn is currently single but hopes to find that special woman one day.

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I wake up with the sunshine on my face and I smile as I hear the song of a bird on the window sill. I lay in bed for a few minutes with the knowledge that today is my day off and what’s in store for me. I get to see my little angel! I am so excited. I can’t wait to hold her in my arms again, to give her a kiss, and tell her I love her. I look forward to hearing her sweet voice and seeing her smile.
    I look towards the window and I can see the bird who is blessing me with its song. What a lovely way to wake up, I think to myself. Closing my eyes, I lay, relishing the wonderful way it feels to be able to wake up in a comfortable bed, not feeling the way I used to feel, and having so many blessings in my life. I think about how the patients in Fellowship Manor are doing right now as they wake up. I remember how it felt to wake up there. It wasn’t easy at first but it got better.
    I lay in bed for a few minutes more and I say a prayer full of gratitude and for everyone in there and whoever needs to go. I also know how hard it can be to make yourself go into a place like that. You have to need it and know it, that’s for sure. More importantly, you have to want it. Having to pee and wanting some coffee finally forces me from beneath the comfortable place my body would still like to be.
    “I can’t stay in bed all day,” I say to myself.  I go to the bathroom and relieve myself, wash my hands, and then go to the kitchen to make some coffee when my cell phone rings. I look at it and see that it’s my sister. In my mind, I think she is excited to see me and I smile at the fact she’s calling me. I answer the phone as I reach for the can of coffee out of the cabinet.
    “Good morning, Sis,” I say to her with a smile still on my face. She doesn’t hesitate with me as she has fear in her voice that I sense immediately.
    “There’s been an accident,” Harmony starts, “I am sorry to call you with this, Sam, but you need to get here as soon as you can.”
    My heart drops and I can feel the fear of Beth being hurt overwhelm me.    “What’s wrong? Tell me, what’s wrong? Is Beth okay?” I ask her.
    “She’s in the hospital. She was hit by a car this morning and she’s in intensive care right now. Can you get here?” she asks me.
    “Oh my God! I…I…I don’t have a car,” I tell her, “I will call a cab or call my roommate and see if she can take me. Is she going to be okay?” I ask her as tears fill my eyes and quickly overflow down my face.