DYING TO BE THIN tells the story of Kate Gallagher, a spunky, slightly chunky TV news producer-turned-sleuth.Kate’s often been told that she has the “face” for TV—it’s her body she needs to work on. So when she gets dumped by her boyfriend and laid off from her TV producer’s job in the same week, she decides to trade in her Whoopie Pies for thinner thighs, and she heads down to Durham, North Carolina to enroll in an exclusive diet clinic (read: fat farm).
After just one day at the Hoffman Diet Clinic, Kate is about ready to sell her soul for a white mocha with a coffee cake chaser. She’s working free-lance on an Extreme Makeover story—starring herself—while enduring a diet of petrified fruit, tasteless gruel, sunrise walks, and loony-tunes neighbors.
But when the clinic’s head diet doctor turns up—dead—with a pair of fondue forks where his eyes should be, Kate totally loses her appetite. And now that the menu features murder, she realizes—she has a breaking story on her hands.
You can find out more about the series and read the first chapter of DYING TO BE THIN at my web site: http://www.kathrynlilley.com/
Okay, because I can’t wait, here’s a preview:
A Big Fat Mess
I began to wonder whether I’d made a colossal mistake by plunking down my severance pay a down payment for this program. What kind of looney tunes place is this?
“Is torture by food du jour included in our two K a week?” I whispered to Evelyn.
She shrugged. “He’s just showing us that we have to change our eating ways,” she said. “Dr. Hoffman says we fatties have to totally reprogram our brains.”
Reprogram sounded like a cult term. Hopefully they didn’t serve Diet Kool-Aid in the dining room. Cult or no, I was stuck with this place now. Durham’s Channel Twelve was expecting me to produce my weight loss series here. Maybe I could turn the whole assignment into an expose. That’d be a much more interesting story than watching my thighs disappear…