Blog Tour: Review, Giveaway, & Excerpt: You Spin Me by Karen Grey

You Spin Me is the third book in Karen Grey’s Rom-Com series, Boston Classics and can be read as a standalone!

You Spin Me, will release on April 29th, make sure to pre-order your copy today!


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Some scars go further than skin deep…

1988 doesn’t end well for Jessica Abraham. In just one week she turns thirty, loses her day job, and loses the role of Ophelia to a younger actress. Rallying, she goes after a part at a theater outside of the city, but the director’s plan to hide her beauty behind hair, makeup, and wardrobe from Cosmo’s “Don’t” column shakes her confidence to the core. For the first time in her acting career, she won’t be able to rely on her carefully managed physical charms. Only her craft will count. On a snowy night early in January 1989, a woman calls into DJ Callihan Alonso’s alt-rock radio show at the end of her commute. He asks her to call back the next night, and the next, just so he’ll know she’s home safe. There’s something about her voice that has him wanting more, but the longer they talk, the closer she gets. Compromising each and every wall he’s built around his heart. If two lonely people fall in love over late-night phone calls, will meeting face-to-face make them, or break them?

In this heart-rending but happy-ending retro rom-com, it may be the end of a decade,

but it’s the beginning of a love story.



Both characters have big issue to work through, but I think they both make each other stronger. You Spin Me is written in dual POVs, and as the characters try to hide their “flaws” from each other, it is also key to self-improvement. I loved that they got to know each other first via telephone calls (yes in the 80’s we actually talked on the phone!). Those conversations were also mini confessions and self-discoveries. I found Cal’s story was heartbreaking and Jessica’s twist at the end was an OMG moment. Thank goodness medical diagnosis and treatment have improved over the decades. The characters grow throughout the story and become a much better version of themselves. While this one isn’t my favorite of the series, I recommend the series. The 80s/90s nostalgic era plotlines and references are a joy, the characters varied and interesting, and the writing superb.

Reviewed by Comfy Chair Books/Lisa Reigel (April 23, 2021)

ARC provided by author via InkslingerPR

As you wait to dive into the story on April 29th,

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And don’t forget to meet the other couples of Boston Classics:

Book 1

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Book 1.5: Signed, Sealed, & Delivered

Book 2

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Book 2.5: Like It’s 1999

Meet Karen Grey:

  KAREN GREY is the pen name for award-winning narrator Karen White. A stage, screen and radio drama actor in Boston, New York and Los Angeles in the late 20th century, she started recording books in 1999. Now back in her home state of North Carolina, she shares a home with her family and (probably) too many pets, where she continues to narrate audiobooks as well as make up stories. The first three books in her Boston Classics series of retro romcoms released in 2020, with more to come in 2021. What I’m Looking For, #1 in the series is the winner of AudioFile Magazine’s Earphones Award, the NJ Romance Writers’ Put Your Heart in a Book contest and Hearts Through History’s Romance Through the Ages contest in the Modern History category.

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It’s Tuesday, January third in the last year of the eighties. Still getting used to that. Cal Alonso here at WBAR to keep you night owls company. Weatherman tells me the skies are clear but the roads are still icy from the weekend storm, so be careful out there kids.


By the time I get on the road after my first rehearsal at Chichester Rep, the highway’s free of cars. The trip back is shorter than the trip up, but it feels longer. My day started way too many hours ago. I’ll miss the kids when my job ends in a couple weeks, but it’ll be nice to get to sleep in a bit.

At least the good radio station’s signal sticks with me for the whole trip. Singing and car-dancing keeps me awake, and the sexy-sounding DJ is an added bonus. This guy rocks.

Just as I pull into my apartment parking lot, he asks a trivia question that I actually know the answer to. I figure the odds of winning are low, but the cold night air has me sprinting from my car to my apartment anyway, so I may as well try for it.

“Come on, come on, you stupid door.” Sticky lock conquered, I race to the phone. The station’s phone number was seared into my memory the moment his growly voice recited it, so I punch in the numbers with confidence. When I get ringing instead of the usual busy signal, I do a little battement dégagé in celebration.

“Yello, it’s WBAR.” The guy who answers is definitely not the DJ. He sounds like he’s about twelve. “What’s the pencil sketch technique used in the ‘Take on Me’ music video?”


“Righteous. You won the Tower Records gift certificate.”

“Awesome! I’ve never won anything before.”

“Tight.” He doesn’t sound anywhere near as excited as I am. “Okay, uh… I need to get your name and address so we can send it to you.”

After I give him the info, I ask, “Hey, can you give the DJ a message for me?”

“A message?” I sure hope he’s not twelve. He sounds totally stoned.

“Can you thank him for me? He totally saved me from crashing into a ditch or something tonight. I have this new, long commute, and⁠—⁠”

“You know what? You tell him. Hang on.”

The heat is supposed to be fixed, so I try to reach the thermostat while I’m on hold. Unfortunately, the phone cord doesn’t quite reach. I’m about to put the receiver down when the voice from the radio lands in my ear.

“Cal here.”

“Oh, hi.” My heart jumps along with my feet as they fly into a changement. “You’re really… Callihan?”


“Thanks for—Um, aren’t you, like, on the air?”

“There’s a song playing right now.”

“Oh, duh. I get it. I was listening in the car, but I ran into my apartment to call in for the contest.” Why am I being such a Joanie right now? Boys never make me nervous. “Anyway, I wanted to thank you. I have this new job an hour’s drive away and I hate driving at night and you totally kept me from falling asleep on the way home and crashing my car on Route 3. So… thanks. I just wanted to say that.”

“I’m glad you did.” There’s a smile in his voice. Hopefully, he’s not laughing at me. But I wouldn’t blame him.

“Okay, well.” A ridiculous-sounding giggle chirps out of me. “Thanks again.”

“Wait. Do you work this late all week?”

“Um, yeah. Tuesday to Friday.”

“So you’ll call again tomorrow.”

“What if I don’t know the answer?”

“The answer to what?”

“To the trivia question.”

“That doesn’t matter. You can call anytime.”

“Even if there’s not a contest?”

“Even if there’s not a contest.” When I don’t say anything, he adds, “If you don’t call, I’ll worry.”

“Oh, gotcha. Well, good night.”

“Wait—what’s your name?”

“Jessica. Jess. Either one.”

“Good night, Jess. Sleep well.”

“You, too. I mean, when you get to. Not now. Silly me. You’re working.”

“Doing what I can.” When he laughs, the rumble rolls into my ear and rushes all the way to my lower belly, flooding me with… I don’t know. The vibrations are like a massage from the inside.

Damn. Now I’m more riled up than when I ran in the door. As I skip across the room, the hum of the dial tone makes me realize that I’ve still got the receiver pressed to my ear.

After setting it back in its cradle, I move through a series of pliés, kicks and extensions to wind down as well work off the time I spent sitting at rehearsal and in the car. When my teaching job ends, I’m going to have to try and pick up more classes at the studio where I teach jazz on Monday nights—both for the cash and to stay in shape. Meanwhile, I may not have normal furniture, but I do have a beautifully crafted ballet barre in my living room, which I use more than I’d ever use a couch.

Discipline, my constant companion, guides me through my bedtime routine.

Skin care. Water. Sleep.

As I slide into dreamland, a question pops into my mind. I wonder if that DJ looks as sexy as he sounds?

COPYRIGHT 2021, Karen Grey. All rights reserved.



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