Playing Army
by
Nancy Stroer
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GENRE: UpLit / domestic war
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BLURB:
It’s
1995 and the Army units of Fort Stewart, Georgia are gearing up to deploy to
Bosnia, but Lieutenant Minerva Mills has no intention of going to war-torn
eastern Europe. Her father disappeared in Vietnam and, desperate for some kind
of connection to him, she’s determined
to go on a long-promised tour to Asia. But the Colonel will only release her on
two conditions—that she reform the rag-tag Headquarters Company so they’re
ready for the peacekeeping mission, and that she get her weight within Army
regs, whichever comes second. Min only has one summer to kick everyone’s butts
into shape but the harder she plays Army, the more the soldiers—and her
body—rebel. If she can’t even get the other women on her side, much less lose
those eight lousy pounds, she’ll never have another chance to stand where her
father once stood in Vietnam, feeling what he felt. The Colonel may sweep her
along to Bosnia or throw her out of the Army altogether. Can you fake it until
you make it? Min is about to find out.
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EXCERPT
I sucked in my
gut and forced the top button of my BDU trousers through the hole. Pounds never
melted off me like they did in the diet pill commercials. As I wrestled with my
body’s ill-fitting container the latrine door opened and two pairs of boots tromped
in. Specialist Pettit’s voice floated over the sound of running water. “Not to
be mean or anything, but female commanders are the worst. And Lieutenant Mills
is the absolute worst. I worked for her for two years in Personnel and she
ragged on me the whole time.”
Whoa, shit.
Enemy inside the wire. I stopped breathing altogether and leaned so close to
the stall door my eyes crossed.
“Hey, now.”
That was Lieutenant Logan, my replacement at my old job. Female soldiers carved
their hierarchies along different lines, never straight down the military
ranks, and new alliances were being tested. Would Logan stick up for me,
officer to officer? “It’s a short-term thing. She won’t be here long.” Instead
of reproach, Logan’s voice was edged with mirth. “The colonel needs a body in
that chair until a real commander comes in, and now that I’m here, Lieutenant
Mills is over strength. She’s the body.”
My face grew
hot. Real commander? Body? I clamped my lips shut against the urge to burst out
of the stall, roaring. I imagined inhaling the entire room then blowing them
away with the release of my torso, all tightly packed plastic explosives and
buckshot. These two, Logan especially, had no freaking clue.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Nancy Stroer grew up in a very big family in a very small
house in Athens, Georgia and served in the beer-soaked trenches of post-Cold
War Germany. She holds degrees from Cornell and Boston University, and her work
has appeared in the Stars and Stripes, Soldiers magazine, Hallaren Lit Mag,
Wrath-Bearing Tree, and Things We Carry Still, an anthology of military writing
from Middle West Press.
She’s a teacher and a trainer, and an adjunct faculty member
of the Ellyn Satter Institute, a 503(c) not-for-profit that helps individuals
and families develop a more joyful relationship to food and their bodies.
Playing Army is her first novel.
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Thank you so much for featuring PLAYING ARMY today.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for hosting Playing Army today! I'd be happy to answer any questions your followers might have about it! best, Nancy
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing. Sounds really good.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marcy!
DeleteDid you have any challenges while writing this book?
ReplyDeleteSo many challenges - I re-wrote it from scratch three times!
DeleteSounds like a really great read.
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