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| The Road Less Traveled Brieanna Robertson |
Fiction-Romance
Whimsical Publications,
LLC/paperback, 284 pages
Sept 2008
$13.95
ISBN-10: 0-9787738-5-3
ISBN-13: 978-0-9787738-5-4
Book One in the Serendipity Series
Whimsical Publications,
LLC/paperback, 284 pages
Sept 2008
$13.95
ISBN-10: 0-9787738-5-3
ISBN-13: 978-0-9787738-5-4
Book One in the Serendipity Series
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Five concert tickets won on a radio contest seem to be the perfect solution for Alyx
to get away from her abusive ex boyfriend and turn a new page in her life. Quiet,
antisocial Maxim is not the sort to want adventure, but when his brother volunteers
him to go on the trip to the concert with Alyx and her best friend, he suddenly finds
his world turned upside down, especially when it comes to the way Alyx affects him.
Taegen is having trouble dealing with the death of her brother and finds herself
wanting to shut out the world, until she meets a mysterious stranger who shows her
that she can, in fact, still feel something inside her wounded heart.
Thrown together in a bizarre and hilarious set of circumstances, these five strangers
come to realize the true meaning of friendship, love and being true to oneself.
to get away from her abusive ex boyfriend and turn a new page in her life. Quiet,
antisocial Maxim is not the sort to want adventure, but when his brother volunteers
him to go on the trip to the concert with Alyx and her best friend, he suddenly finds
his world turned upside down, especially when it comes to the way Alyx affects him.
Taegen is having trouble dealing with the death of her brother and finds herself
wanting to shut out the world, until she meets a mysterious stranger who shows her
that she can, in fact, still feel something inside her wounded heart.
Thrown together in a bizarre and hilarious set of circumstances, these five strangers
come to realize the true meaning of friendship, love and being true to oneself.
| Excerpt for The Road Less Traveled |
| Reviews for The Road Less Traveled |
Comment/review =Have you ever picked up a book and found yourself wishing you
were a part of the story before you? Have you ever read a book and felt the raw
emotion drip from every page? If you've never experienced either of these
situations, then the chances are that you've never read a story by author Brieanna
Robertson. A visit to her website will show you that she's a woman who likes to get
to the heart of the matter. She believes in being true to yourself and it is this belief
that is a guiding force in her story, The Road Less Traveled.
To find out which path each of these characters takes is one that as a reader you
cannot deny yourself. The Road Less Traveled is a story from the heart, delivered
with eloquence, thought, understanding and passion. Each character is written with
such quality and detail, that you can't help but find yourself immersed in their
journey. This was a very absorbing read and has me reaching for another of this
author's works, even as we speak.
-Blue City Romance
Comment/review = Maxim DeBoer was a quiet and shy man. He did not blend so well
with people, or so he thought until one unbelievable road trip.
Alyxandra Oncidezzerro was trying to hold it together. After the beating she
received; she did not think she could ever forget. That was until the most amazing
road trip ever. She found herself again and something worth holding on to.
The biggest road trip ever was about to happen Alyx, Javan, Maxim {who had to be
pushed into going} were in for a lot of surprises along the way. They meet up with
some more people. There was Torrey Reed and amazing musician, Teagen Lane, a
person with a huge heart. The five of them meet up with some special people, and
have an adventure on the way.
The Road Less Traveled was Brilliantly Touching and Funny! I could relate having
taken so many road trips myself. The people you meet along the way will always
stay with you. I know I will never forget these Characters. Brieanna Robertson is a
shining star that truly stands out. Her flare to write about people in their everyday
lives and make you feel apart of it is truly something remarkable. I enjoyed this book
immensely and will be reading it again. I would love to read a story on Jeff, Alex and
Javan.
-Sensual Reads and Reviews
Comment/review = From the first page this morning, to the last page this evening, I
have been absorbed in your words. I could relate to everyone of the characters in
some way. I laughed when they laughed and cried when they hurt. What a gift you
have. If this book is any indication of what your future holds...the skies the limit my
dear. My hat is off to you!! Fabulous, from beginning to end!
-Adelle Laudan, Author of Juliana
Comment/review = Well, I'm done and I intend to tell everyone I know who likes to
read about your book. However, I have two things to say about it.
1. Daaaamn! You had me from the start and carried me all the way through. The
characterizations, your style, the settings, the descriptions… Sorry…lol, am I
gushing? Out of all the characters, I loved your characterization of Maxim.
2. Now for the complaint.
You know how they have those warnings for movies... PG-ratings, and those
warnings on books... Explicit sexual or Violent content. Well, I think you need to put
a warning on your book. You know, like a MW-rating, as in Medical Warning.
Examples:
AAA - Asthma Attack Alert - for people like myself with asthma who can't catch their
breath from laughing so hard when the humor is beyond funny.
IIW - Incontinent Issue Warning - for people who laugh so hard they can't make it to
the bathroom in time.
PLAW - People Living Alone Warning - for people who live alone and laugh so hard
they can't breathe and have no one to resuscitate them.
And you do know that crying can trigger all of the above...right?
Keep making good reading happen...
-Bouzwha, Emily Wade-Reid, Author of Bittersweet Chocolate
Comment/review = This novel invoked nostalgia for me in the nicest way, bringing to
mind my early twenties, in a tale of crazy, confusing, bittersweet, heady pain and
joy. The cast of characters are quirky, but believable. Alyx is vulnerable and
uncertain, but she’s not a doormat. Javan plays the part of a smart-mouthed goof,
but he’s really sharp and level-headed. Max seems antisocial and shy, but has a
wry sense of humor and sweet nature. Taegan has plenty of spunk under her
subdued exterior, and Torrey, for all that he looks like a suave player, is down-to-
earth and a loyal friend. Their adventures (and misadventures) are entertaining and
engaging—a little modern fairytale, and a lot of fun.
This is the first book of Brieanna Robertson’s Serendipity series, a loose connected
set of stories that can stand alone, but which have some crossover characters. I
thoroughly enjoyed this road trip cum journey of self-discovery tale by Ms.
Robertson. It was fresh, heartfelt, sweet without being cloying, and kept me smiling
and sighing the whole way. If you like music, poetry, and “buddy” stories, and are
looking for a well-written romance, check this one out.
-Nicole, Manic Readers Reviewer
Comment/review = I have read this book several times and it never ceases to amaze
me. The storyline is well-written and there is so much "true-to-life" humor in this
book that will have you laughing. I think what I like most is that I can really identify
with the characters.
Amazon review by: Sky "Rock Chic"
Rating: 4 stars
were a part of the story before you? Have you ever read a book and felt the raw
emotion drip from every page? If you've never experienced either of these
situations, then the chances are that you've never read a story by author Brieanna
Robertson. A visit to her website will show you that she's a woman who likes to get
to the heart of the matter. She believes in being true to yourself and it is this belief
that is a guiding force in her story, The Road Less Traveled.
To find out which path each of these characters takes is one that as a reader you
cannot deny yourself. The Road Less Traveled is a story from the heart, delivered
with eloquence, thought, understanding and passion. Each character is written with
such quality and detail, that you can't help but find yourself immersed in their
journey. This was a very absorbing read and has me reaching for another of this
author's works, even as we speak.
-Blue City Romance
Comment/review = Maxim DeBoer was a quiet and shy man. He did not blend so well
with people, or so he thought until one unbelievable road trip.
Alyxandra Oncidezzerro was trying to hold it together. After the beating she
received; she did not think she could ever forget. That was until the most amazing
road trip ever. She found herself again and something worth holding on to.
The biggest road trip ever was about to happen Alyx, Javan, Maxim {who had to be
pushed into going} were in for a lot of surprises along the way. They meet up with
some more people. There was Torrey Reed and amazing musician, Teagen Lane, a
person with a huge heart. The five of them meet up with some special people, and
have an adventure on the way.
The Road Less Traveled was Brilliantly Touching and Funny! I could relate having
taken so many road trips myself. The people you meet along the way will always
stay with you. I know I will never forget these Characters. Brieanna Robertson is a
shining star that truly stands out. Her flare to write about people in their everyday
lives and make you feel apart of it is truly something remarkable. I enjoyed this book
immensely and will be reading it again. I would love to read a story on Jeff, Alex and
Javan.
-Sensual Reads and Reviews
Comment/review = From the first page this morning, to the last page this evening, I
have been absorbed in your words. I could relate to everyone of the characters in
some way. I laughed when they laughed and cried when they hurt. What a gift you
have. If this book is any indication of what your future holds...the skies the limit my
dear. My hat is off to you!! Fabulous, from beginning to end!
-Adelle Laudan, Author of Juliana
Comment/review = Well, I'm done and I intend to tell everyone I know who likes to
read about your book. However, I have two things to say about it.
1. Daaaamn! You had me from the start and carried me all the way through. The
characterizations, your style, the settings, the descriptions… Sorry…lol, am I
gushing? Out of all the characters, I loved your characterization of Maxim.
2. Now for the complaint.
You know how they have those warnings for movies... PG-ratings, and those
warnings on books... Explicit sexual or Violent content. Well, I think you need to put
a warning on your book. You know, like a MW-rating, as in Medical Warning.
Examples:
AAA - Asthma Attack Alert - for people like myself with asthma who can't catch their
breath from laughing so hard when the humor is beyond funny.
IIW - Incontinent Issue Warning - for people who laugh so hard they can't make it to
the bathroom in time.
PLAW - People Living Alone Warning - for people who live alone and laugh so hard
they can't breathe and have no one to resuscitate them.
And you do know that crying can trigger all of the above...right?
Keep making good reading happen...
-Bouzwha, Emily Wade-Reid, Author of Bittersweet Chocolate
Comment/review = This novel invoked nostalgia for me in the nicest way, bringing to
mind my early twenties, in a tale of crazy, confusing, bittersweet, heady pain and
joy. The cast of characters are quirky, but believable. Alyx is vulnerable and
uncertain, but she’s not a doormat. Javan plays the part of a smart-mouthed goof,
but he’s really sharp and level-headed. Max seems antisocial and shy, but has a
wry sense of humor and sweet nature. Taegan has plenty of spunk under her
subdued exterior, and Torrey, for all that he looks like a suave player, is down-to-
earth and a loyal friend. Their adventures (and misadventures) are entertaining and
engaging—a little modern fairytale, and a lot of fun.
This is the first book of Brieanna Robertson’s Serendipity series, a loose connected
set of stories that can stand alone, but which have some crossover characters. I
thoroughly enjoyed this road trip cum journey of self-discovery tale by Ms.
Robertson. It was fresh, heartfelt, sweet without being cloying, and kept me smiling
and sighing the whole way. If you like music, poetry, and “buddy” stories, and are
looking for a well-written romance, check this one out.
-Nicole, Manic Readers Reviewer
Comment/review = I have read this book several times and it never ceases to amaze
me. The storyline is well-written and there is so much "true-to-life" humor in this
book that will have you laughing. I think what I like most is that I can really identify
with the characters.
Amazon review by: Sky "Rock Chic"
Rating: 4 stars
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Maxim climbed the steps of the building up to his apartment and sighed apartment.
Same door. He frowned as he heard Rob Zombie music blaring from the inside and
he put his ear to the door. He blinked. A voice sang along with it. He opened the door
and watched as a tall, brown-haired man danced through his apartment in a white
button down dress shirt, a silver tie and a pair of bright yellow happy face boxers.
Maxim took off his coat and made his way to the stereo, which he promptly turned off.
The yellow-clad underwear man stopped abruptly and scowled at Maxim. “Hey! I was
listening to that!”
“So was the rest of the building,” Maxim muttered. He frowned. “Nice shorts, Jeff.”
Jeff grinned and admired his boxers. “Thanks!”
Maxim yawned. “Why did I ever give you a key?”
“Because you love me.”
Maxim rolled his eyes. “What are you doing here?”
Jeff snorted. “I was on my way to work and my donut detonated all over my pants. I
needed to wash them and you were closest. Since I didn’t get to really eat either, I’m
cooking breakfast too!” He flashed Maxim a wide, warm grin.
Maxim smiled and sat down on his sofa.
“Where were you anyway?” Jeff asked, going to the stove.
“I took a walk.”
Jeff pulled open a drawer and the handle busted off. He stared at it, frowned, and set
it on the counter. After retrieving the fork, he was after, and closed the drawer. He
started to hum to himself and opened up the refrigerator. “Geez, Maxim,” he
commented. “You have less food than me. What do you live off of? Ramen noodles?”
Maxim smiled and picked up a book he had recently bought. He flipped through the
pages absently, then set to reading it, stealing another glance at his brother. Jeff
closed the refrigerator with somewhat of a slam and some debris fell from the ceiling.
He stared for a second, then went back toward the stove. He stepped on a floorboard
that bowed in the middle and frowned.
“Dang,” he muttered, “what’s up with your floor?”
“Water damage,” Maxim replied.
He shook his head and returned to his breakfast, but jumped back. “Holy crap!”
Maxim closed his book with an annoyed scowl and looked back at Jeff. “What is it?”
“You’ve got a granddaddy cockroach on your counter! Gimme a shoe! Where’s a
shoe?”
Maxim rolled his eyes and stood. “You don’t need to kill it. He’s not hurting anything.”
Jeff stared at his brother in complete bafflement. “That’s sick, dude!” He glanced
around, then seized a pot and slammed it down onto the kitchen counter. The
clanging rang through the apartment and sent the roach running for its life.
Maxim winced as he rushed over to his brother. “What are you doing? Not only am I
pretty sure that you woke up everybody on the floor, but now I’ll never catch the
roach.”
Jeff ignored him and continued to blindly bang at the counter.
“Stop it!” Maxim shoved him out of the way and grabbed a cup. The roach scurried
frantically, in search of a dark place to hide. Maxim tried to put the cup over it, but it
dodged him.
“Don’t you have any spray or anything?” Jeff asked. He opened up the cupboard
under Maxim’s sink and let out a triumphant shout as he spotted a half used can of
roach spray. He pulled it out and took aim.
“Jeff!” Maxim cried. “Are you out of your mind?” He yanked the can out of Jeff’s hand
and threw it aside right as he managed to corner and trap the roach. He looked up at
his brother, who was giving him a very perplexed look, and scowled. “Sure, just spray
pesticide all over my kitchen counter. Poisoning me is a new torture you haven’t tried
yet.” He scooped the roach into the cup, opened the window and flung it out. “I have
to get along with my roommates,” he said, turning back to Jeff. “Otherwise, they might
turn on me.”
Jeff screwed up his face. “Gross, Maxim! How can you live here? This place oughta
be condemned!”
Maxim frowned. “It’s fine. I like it here.”
Jeff’s eyes bulged. “You like things spontaneously breaking off? You like asbestos
falling from your ceiling? Maybe one day you’ll fall through the floor and then get a
clue!”
Maxim glanced at his brother, but said nothing.
“You bring girls here?”
Maxim cocked his head to one side and looked slightly puzzled. “What’s a girl?”
Jeff put his hand to his face. “Holy cow,” he muttered. “You embarrass me
sometimes.”
“Love you too.”
“You need a life, Maxim!” Jeff cried. “This thing you’ve got going isn’t working out so
well!”
“Your eggs are burning,” Maxim stated with a sniff.
Jeff let out a strangled cry and ran to save his breakfast. Maxim took the opportunity
and went back to the couch and his book. He did have a life… A boring, terribly
lonely life, but a life nonetheless. The last thing he needed was a lecture from Jeff.
He blocked out his brother and lost himself in the words of Henry David Thoreau.
“Maxim,” Jeff said with a sigh, bracing his hands against the counter, “I have taken it
upon myself to give you a bit of a push.”
Maxim frowned. “Do you mind? I’m trying to read about Walden Pond.”
Jeff ignored him. “You know my business partner Alex?”
Maxim turned a page, making a noncommittal noise.
“His sister Alyx got really hurt last night.”
“Alex has a sister named Alyx?” He looked up at Jeff in confusion.
He sighed. “She’s Alyxandra and he’s Alexi. Their mother really liked the prefix Alex.”
“
I guess,” he muttered, turning another page.
“Anyway,” Jeff continued, “she was beat up real bad by her now ex boyfriend.”
Maxim raised his eyebrows. “That’s terrible.”
Jeff nodded. “She’s gonna get out of Oregon for a week or so. Her best friend Javan
just won five tickets to go see Bleeding Passion in San Francisco on the 18th, so they’
re gonna go.”
Maxim nodded. “That’ll be good for her.” He noticed Jeff steal a sidelong glance at
him and then wince as if expecting a blow. An uneasy tingle worked along his spine.
“Yeah.” Jeff cleared his throat. “It’ll be good for you too,
considering…Itoldthemthatyou’dgotoo.” He sped through the last part and turned to
Maxim with a cheesy grin plastered on his face.
Maxim’s eyes bulged. He threw his book aside and jumped up. “You what?”
Same door. He frowned as he heard Rob Zombie music blaring from the inside and
he put his ear to the door. He blinked. A voice sang along with it. He opened the door
and watched as a tall, brown-haired man danced through his apartment in a white
button down dress shirt, a silver tie and a pair of bright yellow happy face boxers.
Maxim took off his coat and made his way to the stereo, which he promptly turned off.
The yellow-clad underwear man stopped abruptly and scowled at Maxim. “Hey! I was
listening to that!”
“So was the rest of the building,” Maxim muttered. He frowned. “Nice shorts, Jeff.”
Jeff grinned and admired his boxers. “Thanks!”
Maxim yawned. “Why did I ever give you a key?”
“Because you love me.”
Maxim rolled his eyes. “What are you doing here?”
Jeff snorted. “I was on my way to work and my donut detonated all over my pants. I
needed to wash them and you were closest. Since I didn’t get to really eat either, I’m
cooking breakfast too!” He flashed Maxim a wide, warm grin.
Maxim smiled and sat down on his sofa.
“Where were you anyway?” Jeff asked, going to the stove.
“I took a walk.”
Jeff pulled open a drawer and the handle busted off. He stared at it, frowned, and set
it on the counter. After retrieving the fork, he was after, and closed the drawer. He
started to hum to himself and opened up the refrigerator. “Geez, Maxim,” he
commented. “You have less food than me. What do you live off of? Ramen noodles?”
Maxim smiled and picked up a book he had recently bought. He flipped through the
pages absently, then set to reading it, stealing another glance at his brother. Jeff
closed the refrigerator with somewhat of a slam and some debris fell from the ceiling.
He stared for a second, then went back toward the stove. He stepped on a floorboard
that bowed in the middle and frowned.
“Dang,” he muttered, “what’s up with your floor?”
“Water damage,” Maxim replied.
He shook his head and returned to his breakfast, but jumped back. “Holy crap!”
Maxim closed his book with an annoyed scowl and looked back at Jeff. “What is it?”
“You’ve got a granddaddy cockroach on your counter! Gimme a shoe! Where’s a
shoe?”
Maxim rolled his eyes and stood. “You don’t need to kill it. He’s not hurting anything.”
Jeff stared at his brother in complete bafflement. “That’s sick, dude!” He glanced
around, then seized a pot and slammed it down onto the kitchen counter. The
clanging rang through the apartment and sent the roach running for its life.
Maxim winced as he rushed over to his brother. “What are you doing? Not only am I
pretty sure that you woke up everybody on the floor, but now I’ll never catch the
roach.”
Jeff ignored him and continued to blindly bang at the counter.
“Stop it!” Maxim shoved him out of the way and grabbed a cup. The roach scurried
frantically, in search of a dark place to hide. Maxim tried to put the cup over it, but it
dodged him.
“Don’t you have any spray or anything?” Jeff asked. He opened up the cupboard
under Maxim’s sink and let out a triumphant shout as he spotted a half used can of
roach spray. He pulled it out and took aim.
“Jeff!” Maxim cried. “Are you out of your mind?” He yanked the can out of Jeff’s hand
and threw it aside right as he managed to corner and trap the roach. He looked up at
his brother, who was giving him a very perplexed look, and scowled. “Sure, just spray
pesticide all over my kitchen counter. Poisoning me is a new torture you haven’t tried
yet.” He scooped the roach into the cup, opened the window and flung it out. “I have
to get along with my roommates,” he said, turning back to Jeff. “Otherwise, they might
turn on me.”
Jeff screwed up his face. “Gross, Maxim! How can you live here? This place oughta
be condemned!”
Maxim frowned. “It’s fine. I like it here.”
Jeff’s eyes bulged. “You like things spontaneously breaking off? You like asbestos
falling from your ceiling? Maybe one day you’ll fall through the floor and then get a
clue!”
Maxim glanced at his brother, but said nothing.
“You bring girls here?”
Maxim cocked his head to one side and looked slightly puzzled. “What’s a girl?”
Jeff put his hand to his face. “Holy cow,” he muttered. “You embarrass me
sometimes.”
“Love you too.”
“You need a life, Maxim!” Jeff cried. “This thing you’ve got going isn’t working out so
well!”
“Your eggs are burning,” Maxim stated with a sniff.
Jeff let out a strangled cry and ran to save his breakfast. Maxim took the opportunity
and went back to the couch and his book. He did have a life… A boring, terribly
lonely life, but a life nonetheless. The last thing he needed was a lecture from Jeff.
He blocked out his brother and lost himself in the words of Henry David Thoreau.
“Maxim,” Jeff said with a sigh, bracing his hands against the counter, “I have taken it
upon myself to give you a bit of a push.”
Maxim frowned. “Do you mind? I’m trying to read about Walden Pond.”
Jeff ignored him. “You know my business partner Alex?”
Maxim turned a page, making a noncommittal noise.
“His sister Alyx got really hurt last night.”
“Alex has a sister named Alyx?” He looked up at Jeff in confusion.
He sighed. “She’s Alyxandra and he’s Alexi. Their mother really liked the prefix Alex.”
“
I guess,” he muttered, turning another page.
“Anyway,” Jeff continued, “she was beat up real bad by her now ex boyfriend.”
Maxim raised his eyebrows. “That’s terrible.”
Jeff nodded. “She’s gonna get out of Oregon for a week or so. Her best friend Javan
just won five tickets to go see Bleeding Passion in San Francisco on the 18th, so they’
re gonna go.”
Maxim nodded. “That’ll be good for her.” He noticed Jeff steal a sidelong glance at
him and then wince as if expecting a blow. An uneasy tingle worked along his spine.
“Yeah.” Jeff cleared his throat. “It’ll be good for you too,
considering…Itoldthemthatyou’dgotoo.” He sped through the last part and turned to
Maxim with a cheesy grin plastered on his face.
Maxim’s eyes bulged. He threw his book aside and jumped up. “You what?”
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