Official Playlist + Giveaway || Trust Me, I'm Trouble by Mary Elizabeth Summer



Trust Me, I'm Trouble
by Mary Elizabeth Summer
Series: Trust Me (#2)
Release date: October 13th 2015
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Genres: Romance, dystopian, sci-fi
Age category: Young Adult
No. of pages:  368 pages (hardcover)
ISBN/ASIN: 0385744145 (ISBN13: 9780385744140)
Synopsis:
Staying out of trouble isn’t possible for Julep Dupree. She has managed not to get kicked out of her private school, even though everyone knows she’s responsible for taking down a human-trafficking mob boss—and getting St. Agatha’s golden-boy Tyler killed in the process. Running cons holds her guilty conscience at bay, but unfortunately, someone wants Julep to pay for her mistakes . . . with her life.

Against her better judgment, Julep takes a shady case that requires her to infiltrate a secretive organization that her long-gone mother and the enigmatic blue fairy may be connected to. Her best friend, Sam, isn’t around to stop her, and Dani, her one true confidante, happens to be a nineteen-year-old mob enforcer whose moral compass is as questionable as Julep’s. But there’s not much time to worry about right and wrong—or to save your falling heart—when there’s a contract on your head.

Murders, heists, secrets and lies, hit men and hidden identities . . . If Julep doesn’t watch her back, it’s her funeral. No lie.
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Official Playlist

I’m a huge believer in listening to music while writing. In fact, I draw inspiration directly from songs I hear while I’m in the midst of drafting a book. I feel that the relationships between the characters I’m writing grow deeper in unexpected ways when I stay open to direction from lyrics that move me.

In my iTunes app, I originally called this playlist Sam + Julep, because I didn’t have an official title at the time for book two. But it became so much more than that as I wrote both Down to the Liar and Trust Me, I’m Trouble. Each song I added had its own special meaning and connection to each of the characters in the Trust Me ‘verse. Sleep by My Chemical Romance is totally Dani’s song, Without You is Sam’s and The Professional is all Julep. ;-)

Here’s the complete list of tunes I listened to on repeat while writing Trust Me, I’m Trouble.




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Mary Elizabeth's Favorite Quotes (from Trust Me, I'm Trouble)

I love reading intriguing quotes from books before I buy them. It gives such a flavor for the voice of the characters, and to me, voice and character are everything. So I’m thrilled to get the chance to pass along a few of my favorite quotes from my upcoming release Trust Me, I’m Trouble.

Disclaimer #1: It seems to me to be the height of arrogance to present quotes from one’s own work as valuable or worthwhile in any way. But in my defense, I truly believe that Julep existed in the ether long before I decided to put pen to paper. She wrote all her books herself; I merely acted as conduit and scribe. Consider these quotes hers.

Disclaimer #2: Most of my favorite bits are dialogue quips back and forth between characters. So I’ve separated my favorite quotes into sections to avoid confusion.

Without further ado, and in no particular order, I offer you my favorite quotes from Trust Me, I’m Trouble.

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Fabulous. One act of brainless idealism, and I am never going to live it down.

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“One-week trial,” I say, shaking my head at myself. I can’t believe I’m doing this. “If it turns out you’re a spy, I will sic my enforcer on you. And yes, she bites. Give me your phone.”

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I fork over my fake ID and Firearm Owner’s ID without his asking. Dani, he never ID’s. Possibly her black coat and perpetual glare are ID enough for Steve. They’d be enough for me to make her as a mob enforcer. And no one who wants continual use of his fingers cards a mob enforcer.

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She’s a stickler for proper procedure. Always point the gun downrange. Always assume the gun is loaded. No coffee on the shooting line. Blah. Too many rules.

***

I’ve seen her laugh maybe three or four times in the eight months I’ve known her. Whatever demons she’s carrying must weigh as much as the cathedrals she has etched into her skin. And I know a thing or two about carrying demons.

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His gaze falls on us like he’s a smoke alarm and we’re on fire.

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I open the door leading to the Brockman Room and pass the portraits of dead white men frowning knowingly at me as I climb the stairs. They don’t bother me anymore, though. We have an understanding. I keep playing Robin Hood, and they keep their judgment to a minimum.

***

I sigh. “Okay. No more public transit.”
She scrutinizes me. “Are you crossing your fingers?”
“Jeez, I’m not five years old.” I uncross my fingers.

***

After an exhausting night of not being able to sleep, I have an exhausting day of forcing myself to stay awake. This is not helped by the fact that I’m not allowed at the Ballou. I begged Dani to take me there on the way to school, but she is a soulless herbal-tea drinker and doesn’t understand the imperative of caffeine in the morning.

***

“I’m a grifter,” I say. “I don’t have real feelings.”
“I think you’re confusing grifters with sociopaths.”
“Who says they’re different?”
Bryn rolls her eyes at me. “Whatever.”

***

When I walk through the door to the Ballou, Yaji, my barista buddy, takes one look at me, cuts off his chat with the customer at the register, and heads directly to the espresso bar. Good man.

Two and a half minutes later, I’m sitting in the far corner of the café, huddled over my cup like I’m all the passengers on the Titanic and it’s the only life vest.

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It's like I have this giant neon sign over my head that says 'Free emotional punching bag--take your best shot.'

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"'Be prepared.' It's the grifter's motto."
"I thought that was the Girl Scouts' motto."
"It's a popular motto."

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It's like trying to fit a round peg into a cocktail dress. You could do it, but do you really want to?

***

I pop another couple of corn nuts in my mouth and crush them between my molars. I sometimes pretend they're the bones of my enemies. That's not weird, is it?

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On the one hand, I feel like someone's been carving a thousand cuts into my heart. On the other, I'm not "just a child," and I'm not proving Dani right by acting like one. I need answers, and if this woman has them, well, I can live with a lot of cuts.

***

Bryn budges in between Murphy and Sam. “Looks a bit like Amalthea from the World of Darkness LARP last month.”
All of us but Murphy turn stunned stares on Bryn.
“What?” Bryn says. “I LARP.”
“You should see her with a plançon,” Murphy says, chest puffed with pride.

***

Murphy snorts. "Get used to it. Working for Julep Dupree is like flinging yourself off a skyscraper without a parachute."
Sam fist-bumps him.
"Hey, I resent that," I say. "I provide parachutes."

***

"We will be talking about that as soon as I put out all these fires. There will probably be torture. You may want to bring Band-Aids."

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This is why I prefer working alone whenever possible. When minions start thinking independently, it's time to kick them to the curb.

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Angela pats my head. “It’s adorable how sincerely you believe you don’t need parents,” she says. “But you do, whether you like it or not.”

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"What's the stony face for? Not enough barbed wire for breakfast this morning?"

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I can rescue a hundred Ukrainian immigrants, but I can't save this one friend. Of course, I'm still going to try. What fun's a cause if it's not hopeless?



About the author:
Mary Elizabeth Summer is an instructional designer, a mom, a champion of the serial comma, and a pie junkie. Oh, and she sometimes writes books about teenage delinquents saving the day. She lives in Portland, Oregon with her daughter, her partner, and her evil overlor–er, cat. TRUST ME, I'M LYING, a YA mystery, will be released by Delacorte in Fall 2014.
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