Author: Josh Grayson

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Josh Grayson was born in Mexico, raised in Massachusetts, and now lives in Martinsville, Virginia. It was his move to the South that stirred his imagination and gave him the courage to start writing. During his free time, Josh enjoys reading, jogging, swimming, and watching YouTube videos.

Josh currently works as a medical driver, shuttling people all over Virginia and North Carolina. He has also worked as a machinist, film sales rep, administrative assistant, and telemarketer (he apologizes if he called you).

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GIVEAWAY and REVIEW: Sia by Josh Grayson

GIVEAWAY and REVIEW: Sia by Josh Grayson

Sia has a hook that grabbed me from the very first page. Seventeen year old Sia wakes up on a park bench with no recollection of who she is. Yes, it’s intriguing. I was turning pages like mad jus to try and figure out what was going on. Sia, it turns out, has a condition called fugue amnesia, presumably brought on by something traumatic. But she doesn’t understand thisright away so she ends up living on the cold and dangerous streets of LA, under a bridge, with an older homeless woman named Carol. Carol brings Sia under her wing and takes care of her until an unfortunate accident lands her in the hospital where her real identity is discovered. Sia is the daughter of a famous movie producer and ex-model. She lives in a huge mansion and she discovers that she was not exactly the nicest person before she lost… Read more »

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SNEAK PEEK EXCERPT: Sia by Josh Grayson

SNEAK PEEK EXCERPT: Sia by Josh Grayson

EXCERPT I reach my locker and just start unlocking it when Kyle stops beside me. He’s dressed comfortably in faded jeans and a black t-shirt with a yellow Batman logo on it. I smile broadly. “Hey.” It’s hard to describe just how good I feel, seeing him there. Yet I don’t miss the stunned expressions on Amber and Stacy’s faces, or how they spin towards each other to whisper something. In Amber’s world, Kyle is a loser, so I’m sure their words aren’t pleasant. I turn my back to them. “Hey,” he replies. He keeps his eyes purposefully away from the other girls. So he knows, I think. What must that feel like, knowing people are looking down on you? Saying cruel things? He doesn’t deserve this. But he doesn’t appear to care. He leans casually against the locker beside me. “Just thought I’d tell you I saw Carol this… Read more »

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