Release Blitz: Too Good at Goodbyes by RC Boldt

R.C Boldt is fast climbing the list of authors who are must reads for me. I went into Too Good at Goodbyes unsure about where the book was going to go and Ms Boldt blew me away with Simone’s story.

Simone, the female lead in Too Good at Goodbyes, is an incredibly strong character. I loved the multiple layers to her persona and the way some of her more vulnerable moments were revealed as the story went along.

Kane (whose friends will be familiar to loyal Boldt readers) is a good fit as a potential romantic connection for Simone. He comes in as temporary security with a bit of his own baggage.

I enjoyed seeing the developing friendship to romance between Simone and Kane. Not only was it a sweet and sexy journey, but the two of them seemed to bring out an emotional element in each other that wasn’t there before.

As much as I enjoyed the romantic story, I also appreciated the focus on Simone and the trials and tribulations of someone in her position. There are pieces of Simone that reminded me of a current popular singer and issues faced that come straight from the headlines. The excellent story telling makes it feel like Simone (and Kane) were our friends and we wanted them to find happiness. Add in a fantastic secondary cast and Too Good at Goodbyes is a definite winner of a read.

As much as I enjoyed the romantic story, I also appreciated the focus on Simone and the trials and tribulations of someone in her position. There are pieces of Simone that reminded me of a current popular singer and issues faced that come straight from the headlines. The excellent story telling makes it feel like Simone (and Kane) were our friends and we wanted them to find happiness. Add in a fantastic secondary cast and Too Good at Goodbyes is a definite winner of a read.

Too Good at Goodbyes by RC Boldt

Release Date: October 29, 2019

Too Good at Goodbyes, an all-new standalone contemporary romance by RC Boldt.

First Top 40 hit at age seventeen? My first tabloid breakup scandal quickly followed.

Earned my first Grammy? Discovered Mommy Dearest was embezzling my money.

Landed a leading role in a movie? My fiancé called off our engagement the next day.

I might have a multi-million-dollar recording contract, a sold-out world tour, and more money in the bank than I ever imagined, but every time I hit a milestone in my career, my personal life suffers.

Then in steps my new bodyguard, rugged and with a past I connect with. The closer we get, the more powerful my feelings grow, complicating our professional relationship.

I thought Kane would be different. I hoped he’d be the one man to stand by my side, undaunted by the fame and attention that trails me.

The press calls me the “Ice Princess of Pop” because of my unyielding façade throughout heartbreak and betrayal. Perhaps it’s time to show them the real me.

With every syllable, I pour out my emotions and allow them to puddle, forming lyrics from my soul’s breath. And with each word, my broken heart cries out for Kane, begging him to help me break this pattern.

To help me stop being so d*mn good at goodbyes.

A stand-alone, contemporary romance.

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Excerpt:

SIMONE

Present Day

The Super Bowl Halftime Performance

Hard Rock Stadium

Miami Gardens, Florida

Facing what’s estimated to be over sixty-seven thousand people with my favorite guitar strapped snug against me, I prepare to sing my final song.

Standing up here in front of thousands of fans is second nature. I performed in countless dive bars before breaking onto the scene and securing my first record deal, then moving on to sold-out world tours. Which means I shouldn’t have sweaty palms like a preteen working up the nerve to talk to her crush.

My heart shouldn’t be racing like a horse competing in the Kentucky Derby.

My stomach shouldn’t churn as though I’ve eaten ceviche from a questionable food truck.

Tremors shouldn’t affect my hands like a virgin embarking on their deflowering.

None of this should be afflicting me. But it is.

Because of him.

Because of the current state of my heart.

But this is how I deal with heartache. With tragedy. With…life.

“This is a little different, and I hope you like it,” I rasp into the mic. Noise from the cheering fans is deafening, and like every time I perform, the surreal quality never quite fades.

Tonight marks the first time I’ll share a song I wrote about someone who eviscerated my heart entirely. My other relationships—and subsequent failures—pale in comparison.

It’s no secret that love and broken hearts inspire great songwriting. With regard to the latter, it’s never hard to find someone mourning an unrequited love, suffering heartache, or wishing they’d find their own glorified everlasting love.

But have you noticed when male musicians write about it, they’re never on the receiving end of the snide, sarcastic comments of, “Oh, poor thing. He’s rich and famous and can’t find love. Boo-freaking-hoo.”?

Yet when I write lyrics that are the closest thing to ripping out my heart and putting it on display for the world, I receive the “She’s probably selfish and put her career first” or “She probably cheated, and now she’s regretting it” or “Mm. So sad. The Ice Princess of Pop is heartbroken.”

My response? Fuck that noise. I’m writing from my heart and soul, regardless of how damaged they might be at any given time. And as long as my fans continue to support me, I’m going to keep on keepin’ on.

“I’d like to dedicate this song to a special person.” I duck my chin, willing myself to maintain composure. “It’s called ‘Embers.’”

Once I strum the first note on my guitar, everything around me fades. My voice emerges from the shards scattered within my chest where my working heart once was.

When I play that final chord, I see tears streaming down the faces of the fans in the front rows. And yet again, I’m reminded of something all too easily forgotten. That there are others who can relate to lyrics written from my soul’s breath.

Because in heartache, we’re never truly alone.

About RC Boldt:

RC Boldt enjoys long walks on the beach, running, reading, people watching, and singing karaoke. If you’re in the mood for some killer homemade mojitos, can’t recall the lyrics to a particular 80’s song, or just need to hang around a nonconformist who will do almost anything for a laugh, she’s your girl. 


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