Today I have the extreme pleasure of being a host on the excerpt tour for DISSONANCE by Erica O'Rourke. This novel is perfect for fans of sci-fi and alternate realities and once you being reading it you will be hard pressed to stop until you have consumed the very last word. Now, you can enjoy this novel and whet your appetite for it by reading some excerpts that are available during this tour.


Available July 22, 2014 from
Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers

For Delancey Sullivan, alternate universes aren't just a theory: they're a way of life. Every time someone makes a choice—to eat breakfast or skip it, to sneak out or stay in bed—parallel realities are created, and echo versions of ourselves take the roads not traveled in the Key World. As a Walker, Del navigates between the Echoes, keeping the dimensions in harmony. But when her own choices go horribly wrong, she must decide between her heart and her duty—and live with the consequences.

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He glanced at the little girl. “Balloon got stuck?”
Her lower lip trembled. “This girl isn’t big enough.”
It was tempting to point out, standing atop the bench, that I was taller than Simon. But he was standing closer than he ever had at school, and his dark brown hair was a good two inches longer and shaggier than I was used to, and I got distracted. He knew it, too, judging from the flash of amusement in his eyes.
“I can do it myself,” I said.
“She’s stubborn,” he told the girl, as if he was confiding in her. “If she’d lean on me, we’d have your balloon down by now.”
“You lean,” she ordered.
“Charming,” I said.
He nodded. “So I’m told.”
Some things – eye color, gravity, mountain ranges – were constant no matter how far you Walked. And Simon’s reputation as the guy all the girls wanted, even though they knew better, was apparently one of them.
I shook my head to clear the ringing.
“Fine. But don’t drop me.” I braced one hand on his shoulder and climbed up, both feet perched on the narrow back of the bench, feeling myself sway. His hands closed over my waist and I stretched, catching the string of the balloon, tugging until it came free of the branches. “Got it.”
“Jump,” he said, and I did. His thumbs brushed against my ribcage, lingering when they didn’t need to. This close, his eyes were a darker blue than I’d realized, more thickly lashed, and there was a tiny scar at the corner of his mouth I’d never seen before. Simon Lane, I thought dizzily, and pulled away.
I tied the balloon around the girl’s wrist, and she ran off without another word.
“You’re welcome,” I called after her.
“No good deed goes unpunished,” he said, grinning at me. “I’m Simon, by the way. You look familiar.”
“Del,” I said. “I go to Washington. With you.”
He squinted, trying to place me. It wasn’t his fault. Walkers didn’t have Echoes, the way regular people did. But we left an impression through the worlds, like a daydream. When I was in class with his Original, this Echo would see my impression hovering in his peripheral vision. If he tried to look at me directly, the image would fade away, and he’d forget about me.
Which was not so different from the Key World, now that I thought about it.

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 About Erica O'Rourke

Erica writes books about girls who make their own fate and fall for boys they shouldn't. She lives outside Chicago. She likes to travel but says she'll never really leave Chicago.

She prefer cookies to cake (even cupcakes), television to movies, and autumn to all the other seasons. She also likes sushi, naps, coffee, and driving stick shift. She hates fish, emoticons, bridges, and talking about herself. (Photo credit: Anja Photography)


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