Since it was an Olympic year, the World Figure Skating Championships fell under the radar. If you didn’t know, the United States didn’t medal in anything. Nothing. Nada. Zippo. On Monday, April 21, I have a book coming out called Picks & Pucks. Pretty sure my main character would have medaled at Worlds. In fact, Justin would have settled for nothing less than gold.
This is how I picture Justin. And I should know, he resided inside my head for many months. He was a young hockey phenom who gave up the sport to compete in figure skating. This decision did not sit well with his hockey coach father, his hockey playing brother, and his sister, who felt he took the spotlight off her budding skating career. The only two people in Justin’s corner are his mom and his coach, until tragedy strikes and he loses his mother in car accident. HIs life spirals out of control, and instead of facing his demons, he runs to California to a training facility far from home. Tomorrow I’ll introduce the boys in his life. As if he didn’t have enough problems, he seems to have a thing for hockey boys.