Seven Days Normal is a story about fame, addiction, and love.
Seven Days Normal is a dramatic love story driven equally by angst and hope. The two forces war with each other throughout the story as famous movie star Casy Devon, adored by millions and sought after like no other celebrity, gets caught up in a deadly drug addiction, one he knows will kill him. Sick of the
fame, defeated, and fighting for the will to live, Casy turns to God
in a last ditch effort, asking for a reason to go on living, and a
hope to be 'normal.' His answer comes in a most unlikely form, a
beautiful woman named Bo Black, who, despite the fame,
has managed to remain oblivious to his career. Casy immediately falls for Bo, his addiction overpowered by his new found love. But within days, Casy realizes that Bo is more emotionally scarred than he. Her pain and insecurities become a challenge to the relationship, and Casy struggles to protect her from the fame, his past and all the forces working to tear them apart. In the process, Casy learns valuable lessons on selflessness, hope, and what it really means to be 'normal.'
Excerpt
Detox is torture.
And rehab is the hell that houses that torture.
It was a barren place, laden with many hideous torments, however small and tolerable compared to the largest of the afflictions- the forced departure from the chemical dependency that the cells of my body so eagerly craved.
And perhaps always would.
Three months in rehab was my worst nightmare come true. Although, not long before admission, in the back of my anesthetized brain, I knew it was inevitable. I knew I could not go on forever in the addictive bliss heroin created. I knew that because one day it could-no would, eventually kill me.
So the lot I found myself in, I was due, but I still didn’t want it. And God, I never wanted to go through the scourge I just put myself, or rather the judge put me through, ever again. There was no pain comparable to the pain of detoxification. I couldn’t believe I was still alive after having experienced such physical pain. The nurses didn’t even hold my hand while I puked my guts up for days on end. Some sort of sympathetic gesture would have been nice, like a pat on the back, or a simple nod of the head, wiping my chin...
But I received none of that. It was one of the smaller torments of rehab, no one seemingly caring, only mechanically performing job duties for a paycheck, not really concerned with how I felt or if I was going to live through the pain. I was just a chart number to the white coated physicians, psychiatrists, and nurses. I wasn’t a human being in severe agony, begging for some form of help. Even death would have been a sweet release.
But alas, it didn’t take me.
Nobleman's son, Todd Ramble, returns home after years abroad and finds himself falling in love with his step-sister, who was now a grown woman. Unfortunately their love is brutally challenged by his tyrannical father.
