The trouble with starting with an existing blurb is that you have an existing blurb. A couple of choice phrases that sounded good the first time around don’t want to go away, and can really gum up the works now.
Once Eden Winters convinced me to toss every word associated with the first incarnation, things got a lot easier. And if a couple words crept back, it’s only because they were allowed, not because they stayed like squatters.
Close enough to touch, and still out of reach—Evan rings the PriceCo pharmacy register for Brent and keeps his thoughts about the pharmacist to himself. He dies a little inside every time he sees Brent with Tyler—why does Brent let that jerk treat him like dirt?
After one humiliation too many, Brent’s asking himself that same question. He has a better chance of teaching a cat to sit and stay than of convincing handsome, self-centered Tyler to be thoughtful. It’s time to be single again.
With the right bait, Evan can teach a cat to roll over or a man to see what’s before his eyes. He might use Kitty Noms, or a touch of kindness, a pinch of consideration, and a trail of M&Ms.