Hello, everyone,
I decided to go and release the Fortune Favors the Bold series into one book and I decided to make it free because, honestly, I'm just doing this for fun and I kinda just want people to read by books and enjoy them. :) Happy reading!
-A.C.
By Annabelle Coggsworth
Author of the "Fortune Favors the Bold" book series.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Savvy)
Hello, everyone,
The conclusion of the Fortune Favors the Bold series is up and running. It is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
-A.C.
The conclusion of the Fortune Favors the Bold series is up and running. It is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
-A.C.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Strong)
Hello, everyone,
The sequel to Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Smart) is up and currently available on Amazon. It's called Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Strong). (Creative title, I know, haha!) At any rate, it can be found here.
Happy reading!
-A.C.
The sequel to Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Smart) is up and currently available on Amazon. It's called Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Strong). (Creative title, I know, haha!) At any rate, it can be found here.
Happy reading!
-A.C.
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Smart) is up and running!
Hello, everyone!
I just published my first book. Woo! It's available for purchase on Amazon for $0.99. Here is the link: (click here). Starting tomorrow, it's going to be free for the next five days.
Here is a the first chapter for your reading pleasure:
I just published my first book. Woo! It's available for purchase on Amazon for $0.99. Here is the link: (click here). Starting tomorrow, it's going to be free for the next five days.
Here is a the first chapter for your reading pleasure:
Chapter 1
June 5, 2011
I really hate interviews. Putting yourself
out for rejection is one of the most nerve-wracking things that you could do. I
really thought that I had the interview in the bag before I got there—I nailed
the first two rounds of interviews. When I was waiting in the foyer of one of
the largest medical research companies in the world, I felt like my confidence
has diminished entirely.
What
was I thinking that I could go and get this job? I’m only 25 and I’ve only been
out of law school for two years…well, I guess that’s impressive considering
most people my age just graduated from law school.
I looked down at the resume in my hand.
Oh
crap, I did it again.
My
resume was completely torn to shreds. I fiddle when I’m nervous so I was
rolling the corners of this resume for the last thirty minutes. My palms are
super sweaty too when I’m nervous. I was glad that I brought a second copy of
my resume.
I looked up at the receptionist.
She
still hasn’t called my name for the interview yet. Where is Leon Bradley? He’s
the one who is supposed to interview me.
Ring. Ring.
The receptionist picked up the phone, or I
think that’s what I saw. It’s hard to tell because her computer screen was so
large it blocked her entire head from my point of view.
Finally, I saw a petite brunette emerge from
behind the computer. I could hear the clicking of her heels as she walked over
towards me.
“Mr. Bradley is ready for your interview.”
The receptionist gestured her perfectly manicured hand towards the door.
“Please follow me this way.”
I stood up and brushed out the creases in my
navy blue skirt suit and started to follow the receptionist down the hallway.
The hallway seemed so…sterile. It reminded me of a hospital or something.
Everything was so white. It really hurt my eyes. Even the receptionist’s
computer was white. And she was wearing white. At that moment, I really hoped
that my shoes weren’t dirty or else everyone in the entire office would know
where Mel Jones was walking that day—especially the janitor who would be stuck
mopping up after my footprints.
“Right here.” The receptionist opened the
door.
I gingerly walked through the door. I felt
my ankles wobble in my stiletto heels.
Please
don’t fall over on your interview. That would be awful and embarrassing.
I was quite shocked when I entered the room;
it seemed to be in a different building. The walls were painted deep blue and
there was a large mahogany desk in the center of the room. Matching mahogany
bookshelves, brimming with books, adorned the walls. The man sitting behind the
desk almost seemed to be out of time, like he belonged in the early 1900’s. He
wore a grey three-piece suit complete with a pocket watch. The suit
complemented his tall and slender figure and seemed to give him some bulk that
just wasn’t there. The man had a large mane of ginger hair and bright green
eyes that had a spark of mischief in them.
I stood in front of his desk. He looked up
at me and smiled. His smile seemed a little goofy. Maybe it was just my
imagination or maybe his pointy chin exaggerated his facial features. He looked
quite handsome in his own unique sort of way.
The man—Leon Bradley—stood up. “Leon
Bradley.” I was shocked to hear such a deep voice come from such a slender man.
Leon outstretched his slender hand. I shook it. His handshake seemed very firm.
We locked eyes. His green eyes seemed to
pierce through me.
“Mel Jones. Pleasure.”
Leon smirked at me. “Please, take a seat.”
He gestured to a leather armchair that was to his right. I sat down quickly.
Did I
sit down too quickly? Why am I so awkward…?
“Thank you for having me.”
Leon crossed his legs and leaned back in his
leather arm chair. He held out a copy of my resume in front of him.
“Melody Jones…why are you interested in
working in Goodard Corporation’s Legal Counsel?”
The real reason why I was interested in
working for Goodard Corporation? Not the best topic for an interview. The truth
is that I was sick of the hassle of firm life—the backstabbing, the demanding
clients, having to put in thousands of billable hours a year…it’s all too much.
I needed a change.
“I like the Goodard Corporation’s work;
medical advancements are important to our society. I would like to use my legal
expertise to further the Goodard Corporation’s mission of eradicating diseases
that plague the world.”
Yada. Yada. Yada.
“Ah, I see.” Leon crossed his legs again. He
rested his chin over his closed fist. “I see that you went to Lincoln Law
School in New York. So did I.”
“Really? It’s a wonderful place to go to law
school. I was in the class of 2013. What about you?”
Lies. It was not a fun place to go to law school. I hardly left
the library for the three years that I was there. My parents and sister refer
to it as “the dark ages” because I dropped off the face of the earth,
practically. Being the top of your class at one of the top law schools in the
country comes with a tradeoff. I guess the trade-off there was my personal
life. I made one friend there, Amy. But, long story short, I had a pathetic
social life and I doubted that his was any better.
“I was in the class of 2007. I really
enjoyed my time there too.” Leon said diplomatically. He smiled and nodded his
head.
I saw online that was also top of his class.
There was no way he enjoyed his time too.
“Oh, that was right when they were adding on
that addition. It must have been hard to study with all that commotion.” I
smiled. Smalltalk never hurt anyone.
“You have quite the memory, Melody. We look
for that in our employees.”
Well,
I do have a photographic memory so…yeah.
“Thank you very much, I’m always glad to
hear that in an interview. You can call me Mel, by the way.” I laughed. My
laughter was fake, but that’s ok. Leon laughed too. His laugh also sounded
fake. This whole interview ritual is so contrived. I hate it.
“I reviewed your resume and you are
incredibly qualified. Your first and second interviewers recommend that we hire
you. I just wanted to meet you to extend the offer to join our legal team
personally.”
I sank in my chair. A wave of relief washed
over me. I was hired.
“Thank you very much for this generous
offer; I gladly accept.”
Well
thank God that’s over with.
Leon stood up from his chair. When Leon
stood, he looked even taller and lankier than when he was sitting. He had to
build of Abraham Lincoln, except that he was more handsome than our sixteenth
president—no disrespect to Old Abe.
“Follow me; I’ll show you to your office.”
I stood up. Suddenly, I was aware of how
small I was. I’m only five-foot-two and I only weigh about a little over
one-hundred pounds, which is already small, I know. Usually I’m only around
people who are six feet tall but Leon was six feet and six inches tall.
Leon walked out of his office and into the
sterile hallway. He looked like a charcoal smudge on a blank canvas. I followed
him two doors down the hallway.
“This whole wing is the legal division. As
you know, there are about 20 lawyers and 30 support staff here. We usually
outsource the majority of our work to firms, but we keep a small team of elite
lawyers, which you are not a part of, to ‘hold down the fort,’ so to speak.
There are other lawyers that work in different locations too, of course. But
seeing as this is where our company is based, the action really happens here.”
I know…I’ve read the job description
probably fifty times at this point…. I
thought to myself.
“I’m happy to be joining this division.”
“You are the youngest person to join this
division.” Leon opened the door to the office—my office.
I was quite impressed by the interior of the
office. There were an ash-wood desk in the center of the office. It was one of
those desks that can turn into a standing desk too. The barren walls were
painted cream and empty ash bookshelves adorned the walls. The mid-morning
light streamed through the window and danced through the blinds and on to the
floor.
“This will be your office. You can decorate
it how you please.” Leon paused. “You will have your orientation on June 13th
so you’ll start then. I hope that gives you enough time to leave the firm that
you’re working at.”
“Yes, it’s plenty of time, thank you for
asking.”
“All of the new employees, no matter what
their responsibilities entail, have a generic orientation to bring them up to
date with office-wide possibilities. Maxwell Goodard also address the employees
that day. After that, you’ll begin working.”
“Alright, I look forward to it.”
Leon flashed me a smile through his thin
lips. “I’m looking forward to being with you. I mean, working with you.”
At that point, I really wanted to roll my
eyes. I knew what that slip of the tongue meant—he liked me. And not in a
“you-seem-like-a-really-cool-and-competent-and-fun-lawyer” sort of way. He
liked me in a “I-want-to-have-sex-with-you” sort of way.
I ignored my passing thought. That may have
been a mistake retroactively but, live and learn.
“Is there anything that you need from me
before I start on the fifteenth?”
“No,” Leon leaned against the wall. He
smirked once again. “Just head over to H.R. and get all of your paperwork
completed.”
“Very well.” I smiled. “It’s been a pleasure
meeting you.”
I hurried out the door. I was quite ecstatic
to get the job. Something about this environment put me on edge but I chalked
it up to application nerves; applying for a job is scary and it puts you in a
situation where you read into things that probably aren’t there.
Yeah.
I’m just imagining things. Everything will be ok.
Saturday, November 12, 2016
About Annabelle
Hello, everyone,
I just finished my first book, Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Smart). I'm going to self-publish it on Amazon sometime next week. The first book is going to be $0.99 but the sequels are going to cost roughly three-to-four dollars each. (Each book is going to be roughly 100-200 pages.)
Annabelle Coggsworth isn't my real name (surprise, surprise) but I don't want my legal thriller romance novels getting back to me because I'm in law school and I want to get a job someday, haha!
At any rate, I hope you all read my books and enjoy them! If you have any questions, comments, or constructive criticism, please email me at annabelle.coggsworth@gmail.com
-A.C.
I just finished my first book, Fortune Favors the Bold (and the Smart). I'm going to self-publish it on Amazon sometime next week. The first book is going to be $0.99 but the sequels are going to cost roughly three-to-four dollars each. (Each book is going to be roughly 100-200 pages.)
Annabelle Coggsworth isn't my real name (surprise, surprise) but I don't want my legal thriller romance novels getting back to me because I'm in law school and I want to get a job someday, haha!
At any rate, I hope you all read my books and enjoy them! If you have any questions, comments, or constructive criticism, please email me at annabelle.coggsworth@gmail.com
-A.C.
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