Praise for Everybody Knows Your Name
"A sexy, funny, and poetic book about reconciling your dreams of the future with the drama of your past. I loved it."--Kirsten "Kiwi" Smith, co-screenwriter of Legally Blonde and 10 Things I Hate About You, author of Trinkets and The Geography of Girlhood
"The best voice I've read in years.Everybody Knows Your Name is a razor-sharp, hilarious, and surprisingly sexy tale of life in front of the L.A. lens. Read it immediately."--Rebecca Serle, author of Famous in Love
"Funny, entertaining, and above all, honest, Everybody Knows Your Name examines the trials and tribulations of 'reality' TV, instant fame, first love, and finding out who you are . . . especially when the cameras stop rolling."--Elizabeth Eulberg, author of The Lonely Hearts Club
"You'll fall hard for these characters. If you're looking for the humor, wit, and heart behind 'reality' TV, it's here in this book."--Melissa Walker, author of Unbreak My Heart
"A fun and fast-paced novel for music fans or readers looking for a rock and roll reality romance.”—Dana Reinhardt, author of We Are the Goldens
"A must-read for fans of light romance."--School Library Journal
"Funny, poignant and worldly-wise with a light touch."--Kirkus Reviews
"A different take on reality television."--Booklist
"The strength of the novel is Magnolia and Ford’s voices, which are distinct, intelligent, and believable."--VOYA
"Seigel and Bradshaw remain laudably restrained in their engaging telling... giving their characters and their relationships dignity and credibility."--The Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books
"Both protagonists grow in notable ways (especially Magnolia, who learns to see others in less black-and-white terms), and Seigel (The Kid Table) and first-time novelist Bradshaw create some steamy scenes for the characters."--Publishers Weekly
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Everybody knows about Dillon.
“I’m going to the kitchen,” I tell Dillon. “You want anything?”
“I want to rock!” he said. “And maybe some Cheez-Its.”
Everybody knows about Jesse.
The production assistants are always trying to fetch me bottled water, or following me around like store detectives who think I’ve just shoplifted. This one guy, Jesse, he’s constantly hanging around about ten feet away from me, reporting my every move over his walkie-talkie. “I’ve got a twenty on Ford. He’s on the move, heading to the cooler. Over.”
Everybody knows about Magnolia’s mother.
My mom always has the radio on a top 40 station. She says it keeps her current, in this way that makes it sound like the Black Eyed Peas deliver her the world news.
Everybody knows about McKinley.
McKinley is sitting at the counter, texting, looking all serious and grown-up, while his mom makes him a PB&J. “I said no crust, Mo m, c’mon,” McKinley says like he’s talking to his personal maid. He slides the plate back over to her, shaking his head at me like, Can you believe moms these days?
Everybody knows about Catherine.
Catherine stands in front of us and claps her hands together once as if she’s going to lead us in a prayer. I can smell her perfume, which is like oranges if oranges were mostly made out of metal.
But what will happen when everybody knows your name?
