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Thursday Thirteen: 13 Books in My To-Be-Read Pile

20/2/2014

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! It's that time again - and this week, I'm sharing with you a portion of the books stacked up in my To-Be-Read pile, at the moment. So, here we go:

Thirteen Books in My To-Be-Read Pile

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1) Sex is Forbidden - Tim Parks

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2) Talking About It - Tim Parks

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3) Adultery and Other Diversions - Tim Parks

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4) Fragile Things - Neil Gaiman

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5) Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman

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6) Stardust - Neil Gaiman

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7) The Red House - Mark Haddon

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8) The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
- Mark Haddon


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9) Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend - Matthew Green

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10) To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee

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11) Look at the Birdie - Kurt Vonnegut

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12) Joyland - Stephen King

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13) A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian - Marina Lewycka



And there you have them: Thirteen Books in My To-Be-Read Pile!













Do we have any in common? Let me know in the comments, won't you?















And, in the meantime, I think we can agree that it's perfect weather for kicking back and reading a good book.












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Even if we have to write it ourselves!
Ciao for now!
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Thursday Thirteen: 13 Reasons to Download Alternate Rialto

6/2/2014

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! Well, it has been another busy week for me, filled with writing, editing, cover designing, and blah-blah-blah (as my niece Mia loves to say). This week also saw - albeit very briefly - my novella, Alternate Rialto, at number ONE (sorry, mustn't shout) on one of Amazon Italy's freebie lists. (See this post for more details.) As a result, I've decided to share

Thirteen Reasons to Download Alternate Rialto

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1) Call me crazy, but I think that's a reasonably lovely cover, if I do say so myself.

2) It's the story of an ordinary young woman making some important self-discoveries while in Venice.
3) It's romantic without being too saccharine about it.
4) There's a genuine friendship between the two female characters, who support one another without competition.
5) The male character has an air of mystery about him.
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6) He was heavily inspired by this gentleman: Kim Rossi Stuart (Italian actor).
7) There's a darker undercurrent to the story which keeps you guessing.
8) If you've already read Ask Me if I'm Happy, but haven't read Alternate Rialto, you'll finally learn how Emily and Jacopo met in the first place.
9) If you haven't read Ask Me if I'm Happy, this is your chance to read the whole story in a more linear fashion, from start to finish!
10) It takes place in VENICE, ITALY! What's not to like about that?
11) It's a realistic portrait of the city, too, both beautiful and flawed.
12) Here's an excerpt, should you desire one:

The streets were virtually empty, the campi deserted. They crossed the Rialto Bridge again, Jacopo guiding her as before, but this time he steered her to a place at the wall. The bridge was aglow, the ghostly pale stone surface softly illuminated by strategically placed lights. They stood and looked out at the reflections on the water which rippled, rose and fell with soft, gentle lapping against the boats moored nearby.

"Emily," he said, his voice scarcely carrying above the soft murmurs of conversation around them. She drew her gaze away from the hypnotic dance of light on water to face him.

Yes? she wanted to ask, but the word never formed on her lips. Instead, his hands framed her face and held her still as he brought his lips to hers in a soft kiss. She raised her own trembling hands to cover his as he kissed her again. At once, the other people vanished, along with the bridge, the water and the city itself.

His hands slipped from under hers to stroke her hair, twisting and tangling in the length of it while his kiss deepened. Her heartbeat was distant and remote, somewhere else. There were only his lips, parting hers and lingering while he pulled her to him and held her securely in his embrace. Emily trembled as eagerness, anxiety and need warred amongst themselves, threatening to breach the surface at any moment.

An adventure. I need to have an adventure. I deserve it, too, don't I?

Awareness of her surroundings filtered through, murky and submerged but slowly clarifying in the laughter and soft talk all around them. At last, she opened her eyes to find herself looking directly into his. The pale, Summer-sky blue of his eyes held her transfixed for what seemed like forever.

13) Finally, I hasten to add: it's FREE!!! What more reason could you need? What have you got to lose?



And there you go: Thirteen Reasons to Download Alternate Rialto!











I hope you'll find them persuasive.
















And if not, I'll just ask nicely.














So... Pretty please?












With sugar on top
!

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I thought this photo kept with the "aquatic" theme of Venice.
Ciao for now!
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Alternate Rialto Tops Amazon Italy Chart!

4/2/2014

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Okay, to be fair, I may have hyped that title just a bit.

Still, Alternate Rialto did, in fact, reach number one on the Amazon Italy Kindle English-language freebies chart for Contemporary Fiction (Narrativa Contemporanea).
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Hitting number one meant I'd topped Melissa Foster, Sophie Kinsella and Nadia Lee for a day - and that's no easy feat!
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So, "Hurrah!" for list-topping, for the first time ever! Here's hoping I can manage it again, sometime. Heh.
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Thursday Thirteen: Ways I Have Been Keeping Myself Busy

30/1/2014

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! I hope you've all been well and happy. I'm betting that most of you have been busy, too - just like me! So, let's jump on in and see how I've been passing time, eh?

Thirteen Ways I Have Been Keeping Myself Busy

1) First and foremost, the holidays were a big factor in keeping me busy - and I'd wager they kept most of you busy, too! The season was unusually warm in this part of Italy, which was a bit of a disappointment, but I enjoyed it all the same.
2) Another thing which kept me busy was revising the English translation of a popular Italian-language YA Fantasy novel by a local writer here in Reggio Emilia. Actually, that's still keeping me busy, but the work should be wrapped up soon if all goes according to schedule. (I'll share more details when the book is closer to release, of course.)
3) I've also been doing some work on None So Blind, the second prequel novella to Ask Me if I'm Happy. Alas, this project has been slow to develop - but I promise, it's on the way!!!
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4) I've also been revamping the covers of my novels for a somewhat more "uniform" look, as I'm collecting Emily and Davide's stories into a proper series. The covers above are the "works in progress" at the moment.
5) A little cleaning and straightening of my workspace kept me busy, as did rearranging the furniture in my office. Nothing dramatic, no, but it freshened the place up a bit. Yay!
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6) Night-time visits to the city center for a number of different reasons kept me busier than usual, over the last few months.
7) As I mentioned last week, I did another voice-over job for a local company. I enjoy that sort of thing a great deal, and the person I worked with was fun to work/hang out with. I hope to work with them again, soon.
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Part of the cycling path that runs along the Crostolo torrente - this is just before the highest elevation on the ride - a.k.a., my halfway point.
8) Riding my bike kept me busy while it was warmer outside (up until I crashed right before the rainy season kicked in). I've been on the stationary bike since mid-November, and am looking forward to getting out on the road again.
9) I've kept busy reading, too. I especially enjoyed Stephen King's Doctor Sleep and Joe Hill's NOS4A2.
10) Visits with family kept me pretty busy, as did visits with a friend who came back to Italy for just over a week at New Year's.
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View from our window at Agriturismo Morgan in October. (Note the cyclists on the road.)
11) A trip to Montebelluna, near Treviso, with the hubby to visit other friends kept me pretty busy, too, if only for an all-too-brief weekend.
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12) The Doodlebug always keeps me busy - to say the least!
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The plastic on the bed was to protect it from the paint, of course. We're not the "Plastic on the Furniture" kind of people.
13) And finally, repainting the guest room - and then rearranging the furniture - certainly kept us busy, at least for a couple of days.




And there you have them, Thirteen Ways I Have Been Keeping Myself Busy.















Do we have any in common? Let me know in the comments!














Oh, yes, I know what you're expecting now.



















Did you really think I'd forget?
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Ciao for now!
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Alternate Rialto (ebook) is now FREE!

29/1/2014

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Cover of Alternate Rialto
In case you've missed the news, Alternate Rialto is once again available in paperback - and the ebook is currently FREE via Amazon US, Nook, Sony, iTunes, Diesel and Kobo! Grab a copy today!
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Thursday Thirteen: Random Facts About Me

23/1/2014

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! I'm back (for now) for another thrilling edition of the Thursday Thirteen!

Yes, it's a topic I've done before, but I was tagged on Facebook for one of those memes that go around every so often, and I thought it'd be an amusing (and generally positive) way to post again.

So, please allow me to share with you:

13 Random Facts About Me!

1) I took photography classes for three years when I was in high school. People who have visited this site before know I love photography, so it won't surprise them to know I've been a fan of photographic work since I was in my early teens.
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One of the first shots I took with my first digital camera - the skyline view from my friend's apartment in Reggio Emilia, Italy.
2) I always enjoyed riding my bike when I was a kid, but my love for professional cycling has its roots in watching the Tour de France with my cousin, Dustin, when we were both visiting our fathers in Ashland, KY in the summer of 1987.
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My love for cycling reignited in 2006 when the Giro d'Italia passed through Reggio Emilia.
3) As I said on FB: Samuele Bersani is still my favorite singer.
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I mean, seriously, look at him! His voice is lovely, too.
4) In Italy, as a native speaker of English, I have done the occasional voice-over job, mostly for industrial videos. The most recent one I've done is for a video about Reggio Emilia.
5) I cried when my husband bought me my first-ever wool "dress" coat. I felt guilty because - with the exchange rate at the time - it cost more than any other article of clothing I've ever owned. It's still one of my favorite articles of clothing, though I rarely get to wear it - it's seldom cold enough now!
Me in my pricey coat.
Italian-made, baby!
6) I've had two celebrity encounters via Twitter. One with Fabian Cancellara (Swiss cyclist), and one with Luca Argentero (Italian actor).
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I won't lie - I squealed like a schoolgirl.
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I sent the book to him, of course. Might as well give it a shot, right? :)
7) On a more personal note, in the last year, I've lost 28 pounds. I like to say I've finally lost my kummerspeck - which is German for "grief bacon" - gained during a turbulent and painful period from 2009-2011.
8) In case you haven't noticed, I tend to "over-share". Sorry!
9) I scream and run away from bees. Just ask my hubby.
10) On a similar tangent - wasps make me physically ill. If I see a nest, or a number of wasps in a particular area, my heart starts pounding until I'm ready to throw up. I start shaking all over, too.
11) I really enjoy designing the covers for my books, for better or worse. I enjoy working with graphics and trying to capture the mood of the story as best I can. I've been known to design the cover before finishing the story - if not before I begin writing it in the first place. It helps me to "see" the final product more clearly in my head, most of the time.
12) I wrote an entire book inspired by the music of Jarvis Cocker and Pulp. I need to revise it (heavily) before it would be a viable, publishable entity, but I hope to do that one day.
13) I call my mother in the US at the same time of day, almost every single weekday. Thank goodness for Skype!

And that's it for today's 13 Random Facts About Me!






I hope you've found them somewhat entertaining.








If not, I apologize, and I will attempt to better in the future.









In the meantime, I offer this to you in hopes of making reparations:










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Cyclists Manuel Quinziato and Taylor Phinney (of BMC), "behind the scenes". (photo shared by Manuel Quinziato on Instagram)
Ciao for now!
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Kindle Matchbook is now Live!

30/10/2013

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody!

Have you heard the good news? Amazon's Kindle MatchBook program is now live!

Why should you care? Well, if you ever bought a paperback copy of any of my books from Amazon, you can now get the ebook version for just $.99! That's a substantial savings, see? What a deal! What a bargain!

If you still haven't purchased one of my books, now is a great time to do so. You can buy a paperback copy of Ask Me if I'm Happy on Amazon for your Italophile friend, and nab an ebook copy for yourself at just $.99! Or, you can grab a copy of 27 Stages for your cycling-obsessed cousin and get the ebook to read at your leisure.

So, what are you waiting for? Check out the MatchBook program today!
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Heads up! The Fussy Librarian is in town!

29/10/2013

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! Just a quick note, here, to let you know Ask Me if I'm Happy is being featured on Thursday at The Fussy Librarian, a website that offers personalized ebook recommendations. You choose from 30 genres and indicate preferences about content and then the computers work their magic. It's pretty cool -- check it out! www.TheFussyLibrarian.com
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Thursday Thirteen - 13 Paragraphs from Chapter Thirteen of Ask Me if I'm Happy

17/10/2013

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! Got caught unawares again - oops! So to be quick, I'd like to share with you

Thirteen Paragraphs from Chapter Thirteen
of Ask Me if I'm Happy



The waiter arrived to take their orders and Davide was grateful for the chance to focus on something else for a few moments. Still, his eyes were drawn back to hers. Each time he found it harder to breathe, harder to focus on the world around them. Each time, he realized all he wanted was to be able to look into those eyes uninterrupted for an hour, or perhaps for a lifetime.

This is insane. You’ve known her less than a day!

And yet…

Abruptly he cleared his throat and brought his empty glass to his lips, tilting it back to coax the last few drops from the bottom. Emily seemed amused, though he didn’t understand why.

“Ho sete…” he mumbled, as the waiter approached with a bottle each of water and wine.

“Me, too,” Emily said, grinning. With considerable attention, she watched him open the bottle of wine.

He paused with the bottle poised over her glass. “Sì, o no?”

She tilted her head to one side in a becoming gesture. “Sì,” she said, nodding her consent.

Steadying his hand, Davide poured a modest amount into both glasses and sat back, struggling against the impulse to gulp down the contents of his own for courage. Pressing the back of his hand to his mouth, he swallowed a yawn as best he could.

Emily held her glass by the stem and swirled the wine with great care, her expression distant while she watched the liquid cling to the inside of her glass.

She’s thinking of him. Again. Davide was sure of it.

“Sorry,” she said, her voice only just carrying over the soft music of the restaurant. “I got a little lost there.” She rubbed her forehead and mussed the fringe over it, so it lay crooked over her eyebrow.

It took all his will to keep from reaching across the table to smooth the fringe into place. The desire to follow yet another impulse emerged and his heart raced while he contemplated pressing a kiss to her brow instead.


And there we have them, Thirteen Paragraphs from Chapter Thirteen of Ask Me if I'm Happy.













I hope you've enjoyed them.














I know I enjoyed sharing them with you.

























And as always, I'd like to share a little something which inspired me during the writing of that novel.























As ever, I'm hoping you won't mind.
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Luca Argentero, Italian actor.
Ciao for now!
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Thursday Thirteen - 13 Paragraphs from Stage Thirteen

10/10/2013

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Thursday Thirteen
Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! I'm off to a late start, and since I didn't have a Thirteen ready for you this week, I thought I'd do a quick post instead.

So, with no further ado, please allow me to share:

Thirteen Paragraphs from Stage Thirteen of 27 Stages!

(Abigail)


I only wanted to get to my hotel, find my room number and send it to Federico. No sense in actually starting to expect him to arrive, only to be disappointed later.

One of the clasps on my camera bag refused to close. I fussed with it fruitlessly until someone reached out and pushed it from a different angle, sliding the sticky plastic tab shut with apparent ease. Startled, I looked up and found my photographer acquaintance smiling at me.

"Oh, um… Merci," I said, and he grinned at me.

"I wondered where you'd gone when I didn't see you around, this morning."

"Yeah, I was running behind."

He nodded and then extended one hand to me. "I'm Pascal, by the way," he said, taking my belatedly-offered hand in his. "And you are…?"

"Abigail."

With one gentle shake of my hand he released me, and I exhaled a quiet sigh of relief. At least he hadn't tried to kiss it or anything.

"Abigail. Would you like to have a coffee?"

"Um, no, thanks… I'm, uh, married." I raised my hand to show him my rings, and he chuckled softly.

"It's only a coffee."

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I have to get back to my hotel." I pulled the strap of my camera bag higher on my shoulder and turned to go.

"Which hotel?" he asked, and damned if I didn't nearly tell him.


So, there you have it - a quick snippet from Stage Thirteen of 27 Stages.







I hope you find your curiosity piqued and perhaps are intrigued enough to the check the book out.














As for the final pic, well...






















I know this is well-traveled territory for many of you, but...
























I sure hope you don't mind too much.
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Ben Swift - professional cyclist
Ciao for now!
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Tuesday Tease - 27 Stages

8/10/2013

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27 Stages cover

Excerpt from 27 Stages
Stage Five (230 km - Sagunto - Reus, Spain)

(Federico)

Rom was fighting to get me to the head of the pack, in the throes of the final kilometres on the broken-heart-shaped perimeter road around Reus. Attilio did the same for Brunn, growing more aggressive as the stretch of roadway straightened out in front of us and the peloton surged forward as a whole.

There was some confusion at the long oval roundabout, and a few riders in the back of the peloton went down. More footage for the fans of crashes, then. After some tight curves, the road rounded gently to the left and we continued jostling for position, trying to reassure ourselves of maintaining our standings. It was unlikely that Schlessinger would try anything today – strategically speaking, the climb into Andorra was his best bet for a Royal finish – so it was all a matter of maintaining the status quo.

Rom, doggedly forging ahead of me to open a slot in the pack so we could advance, threw me a look somewhere between amusement and agony. Tomorrow he'd be happy – the mountain stage would be brutal for some of us but he'd be on his preferred turf – though he was suffering now. He never coped well with the monotony of flat stages.

Brunn and I were riding at speed amongst the peloton, but the group containing the sprinters was well ahead of us, gunning for the finish at the end of this flat stage. From Valencia to Torreblanca, Alvaro had sparred with Teodoro, promising his own victory to even the score with his brother. Teodoro had instead assured us all of his own imminent victory, going so far as to predict a one-second gap at the finish.

Braggadocio, all of it – but the good-natured teasing between the brothers was enough to entertain the rest of us for the length of the stage.

A burst of shrieking and screaming across the team's radio frequency was difficult to comprehend. Either Jerzy had slipped over the edge into insanity, or somewhere closer to the line, one or more of my teammates had made a tactical mistake.

Brunn glanced at me, his expression inscrutable, save for a flicker of concern in his eyes before he turned back to the matter at hand.

Listening to the invective spewing over the airwaves, I had the feeling things weren't exactly going according to plan at the finish.

We pressed forward, the final roundabout looming ahead when Attilio gave a shout and bumped shoulders with another rider who was riding too close as the curve tightened.

Rom broke through the last few cyclists blocking us and I followed close on his wheel, the two of us making our way up to the head of the pack to lead the group through the roundabout and down the short final stretch.

We breezed our way down Avinguda de Sant Jordi, avoiding the concrete lip of the island separating the lanes of the road, but other riders weren't so lucky, judging from the shouts of the crowd and the skree of titanium on pavement which followed the final turn.

Rom fell back behind me in short order and Brunn was soon at my shoulder, a slight grin on his face the only indication that he was pleased with how things had gone. As far as I could tell, there wasn't even a hint of curiosity regarding Jerzy's previous rant, not one iota of concern for Alvaro or Teodoro or for how they'd fared.

We'd find out soon enough.

In the meantime, for the riders who'd remained upright, it was a brisk finish. A few of the other riders picked themselves up and finished the stage with no problem. Only a handful of riders were unable to ride across the line, mostly from mechanical difficulties.

As for me, a strong sense of relief took hold once I was solidly across the finish line. The Royal was still mine, and I'd wear it into Andorra, regardless of whether I'd keep it once we got there.

As I made my way back to the team area to get ready for the presentation ceremony, the source of Jerzy's dismay was made clear. Alvaro and Teodoro had gone very, very wrong and lost the sprint – which, by all estimations, had been theirs to take.

To my amazement, Jerzy hadn't quite exploded yet. We were, however, fifty miles outside Barcelona, and it looked like it was going to be a very, very long ride.

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Meet Suzy Turner!

7/10/2013

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Last week, the lovely and talented Suzy Turner had me as a guest on her blog with my article On Writing and Riding - one writer's thoughts. This week, I'm returning the favor by introducing this talented (and busy) author to my readers. So please, get to know Suzy Turner, and enjoy an excerpt from her latest novel, Forever Fredless.

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Suzy Turner has worked as a journalist, assistant editor, features editor and magazine editor. Early in 2010 however, she began writing full time and has since completed six books for young adults (the Raven Saga and The Morgan Sisters series) and one chick lit novel, Forever Fredless.

Although Suzy is a Yorkshire lass at heart, she left her home town of Rotherham, UK, to move to Portugal with her family when she was ten. The Algarve continues to be her home, where she lives with her childhood sweetheart and husband of 15 years, Michael, and their two neurotic dogs and a cat who thinks she's a princess.





FOREVER FREDLESS

Kate Robinson has spent the past two decades yearning to find her soul mate, the boy she found and then lost during a family holiday.

Shortly after her twenty-eighth birthday, however, she inherits a fortune from an old family friend and becomes something of an overnight celebrity. Can her new-found fame lead her to him after all this time?

Suzy Turner's latest, Forever Fredless
Thank God for anti-perspirant, I thought as I sat on the couch and waited for the countdown to begin. I clutched at my hands until they were white and looked across at the two people sitting opposite, both completely at ease in front of the cameras.

Five, four, three, two, one...

'Welcome back to this morning's edition of Good Morning GB,' announced Ireland Rothschild, the blonde-haired, blue eyed darling of morning TV.

'I'm here with Fergus O'Reilly and we've a special guest with us this morning. None other than Britain's love-struck multi-millionaire, Kate Robinson.

Welcome, Kate,' she said with a dazzling smile aimed more towards the camera than at me.

As my cheeks began to heat up, I was so grateful to the make-up artist, who had insisted on caking on the foundation before the show had started. In fact, I had so much make-up on that I was hoping once I'd removed it, nobody would recognise me when I headed to the airport in my now rather stupidly chosen car. I couldn't exactly blend in driving a pink Mini could I?

'Good morning,' I whispered shyly.

Fergus grinned back at me, tilting his head as if he was about to speak to a child. 'Now, tell us, Kate dear, how does it feel to never have to worry about money ever again?' he asked, his toothpaste advert  teeth twinkling beneath the heat of the studio lights.

'Erm, well, I guess it's... erm, kind of... erm,' I felt so bloody stupid. Great time for my brain to stop working. 'I - erm. Great,' I nodded. 'Great, really great.' Idiot.

Ireland glanced across at her grey-haired colleague and pouted before nodding. 'Tell us how you knew this man. This,' she glanced down at the iPad on her lap and continued, 'Samuel?'

I cleared my throat and lifted my head, feeling like my brain was back in action. 'He was a very good friend of the family, some years ago,' I answered.

'Just a friend? Why did he leave you all his money and his property?' asked Fergus.

'He didn't have any family and I guess you could say that my mother and I were the closest he ever had to a family.'

'Isn't that lovely?' pouted Ireland. 'You certainly are a lucky woman. But what about your mother? Didn't she receive any of his inheritance?'

'No,' I said before swallowing hard. 'My mother lives a rather... nomadic lifestyle, in Africa. She doesn't want any of it. All she asked of me was to donate a sum to charity which, of course, I have done.'

'She lives in Africa? A nomadic lifestyle? That sounds intriguing. Perhaps we should interview her one of these days,' laughed Ireland and Fergus together.

'Have you splashed out on anything since receiving your inheritance back in June?' they asked, leaning forward eagerly awaiting my answer.

'Yes I have actually. I bought a car and a new house.'

'Well good for you, Kate. But now, most of us are curious about this boy you lost. Tell us about him?'

Oh no. Why did I agree to this?

Taking a deep breath, I knew I had no choice. Several articles had been printed since the one in Liberty; everyone wanted to know more and nobody was going to leave me alone until I told them everything.

'He was just a boy who I had a connection with when I was much, much younger. It was at Skegness. At an afternoon disco for kids. I was dancing and I felt someone touch my back and when I turned around there he was.  The most beautiful boy I'd ever seen,' I said, stopping and smiling as I reminisced. ‘It was one of the happiest memories of my life.'

Sighing, I continued, 'We just looked at each other and it was like everything else just disappeared into the background. We stood staring, for what seemed like ages. I could barely move. And then, almost as soon as it had begun, my dad appeared and took me away. I couldn't do anything as we walked to the car. I looked around for the boy but he was gone. And then, just as we were driving away, I turned around in my seat and there he was. He had a daffodil in his hand. I always assumed he'd gone to pick it for me, but that's just a childish fantasy, I guess. The whole thing is probably nothing but a childish fantasy, really.'

Ireland was very carefully dabbing at her eyes with a tissue, pretending to be moved, while Fergus smiled sadly.

'What a beautiful story, Kate. I don't believe for one second that this is a childish fantasy. It's romantic and beautiful,' Ireland said.

'Now, tell us, Kate. Why did you call him Fred?' asked Fergus.

Smiling, I explained about the Right Said Fred song, just as the music began in the background.

'What a wonderful tale. Thank you, Kate, for joining us today. It's been a pleasure having you with us to share your story,' said Fergus.

'Thank you,' I whispered before the camera moved back to Ireland as she straightened her skirt and looked alluring. 'Do you remember this moment in time?' she asked. 'Are you the elusive Fred? We'd love to hear from you. You can contact us at...'

Before I could hear anything else, I was ushered off the couch and back behind the scenes where Jo stood, waiting patiently for me, with open arms.


Purchase FOREVER FREDLESS on
AMAZON
or
SMASHWORDS

For more details about Suzy and her books, visit:

Website: http://suzyturner.com

Chick Lit Blog: http://www.fictiondreams.com

YA Blog: http://suzyturner.blogspot.com

Facebook Page: http://facebook.com/suzyturnerbooks

Twitter: http://twitter.com/@suzy_turner

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/suzyturnerbooks

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Thursday Thirteen: 13 Random Images

26/9/2013

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! Things have been busy this week (are they ever not?) and I've been a tad pressed for time. Still, I wanted to share a few images with you which have tickled my fancy in one way or another over the last few weeks. I hope you'll enjoy them.

So now, please allow me to present

Thirteen Random Images!

1) Okay, so this isn't just a single image, and there are a lot more than thirteen images in that video alone. But I won't be that lazy, honest! I've got more to share!
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2) I've been watching a lot of Doctor Who with the hubby, lately. So yes, I *did* read this in Tennant's voice. And I couldn't be happier about it.
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3) This makes me giggle. I can't help it.
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4) SQUEEEEEEE!!!
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5) KITTEN PILE!!!!
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6) 'Sup?
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7) Amen to that. I just need to get some cuffs in case I meet him.
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8) Damn straight, yo.
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9) Promise?
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10) I'm reasonably sure I put out something like 10-20 watts when I ride. Maybe. On a good day.
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11) I laugh every time this comes up on Tumblr. Every. Single. Time. (What's wrong with me????)
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12) My favorite cyclist, Fabian Cancellara, moments before starting his ride in the World Championships Individual Time Trial. He came in third, which hopefully means he's saved some energy for the Road Race on Sunday.
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13) I can't help it. I loved this. So sue me.


And there you go - 13 Random Images!




I hope you enjoyed them to the fullest, and at least one made you smile.
















And this week I'll just cut to the chase, eh?






















Besides, I'm trying to remember...










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Is it rugby season, yet?
Ciao for now!
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Thursday Thirteen: 13 Things I've Done This Summer

19/9/2013

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Ciao a tutti! Hi, everybody! After an extended absence - I'm back posting a Thursday Thirteen! Aren't you just thrilled? No?

Um, okay...

Anyway, I thought I might as well dip my toe in the pool again by letting you know what I've been up to over the last few months. Narrowing that list down to thirteen things is pretty tough, but that's what the meme is all about, eh?

So, here we go, with

Thirteen Things I've Done This Summer!

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1) In late April/early May, I was pleased to finally see the release of 27 Stages in both ebook and paperback. After working on this novel over the course of the last four years, it was a truly satisfying achievement, made even better by finding the book included on the cycling-centric website Podium Cafe's list of 101 on Tour 100 Books (listed in honor of the centenary edition of the Tour de France)!

2) For the first time in a long, long time, I decompressed. This summer was spent doing many things, but travel was more limited than we (that is, my mother and I) expected it to be. As a result, I was able to actually relax for the first time in a long while.

Turns out I really needed that. Who knew?

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3) My previous meetings with Yahtzee (pictured on the right, here) happened when he lived with my aunt in Florida. He was grumpy, growly, and generally demanding and unpleasant. My mother adopted him (long story) and brought him to Tennessee last spring. He and I got to know each other better this summer. Once he got over his grumpiness, I found myself frequently being followed by this moody little cloud of fluff. He grew rather fond of me, it seems, and I grew rather fond of him, too.

4) An online friend asked me to have a look at an English translation of a short piece originally written in Italian, and make corrections/suggestions as needed. It was hard work, but fun, and perhaps will lead to more of the same, one day. Who knows?

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5) I worked (a little) on my own projects, and fleshed out the bones of a few new projects too. We'll see which ones take flight.

6) I did a couple of online interviews.
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7) I watched an entire Firefly marathon.


'Twas time well spent, dammit.

As was the time I spent watching Doctor Who repeats.

8) I lost ten pounds.

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9) I took self-portraits.

10) I bought books. (Nothing new there, right?)
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11) I grabbed this picture when I saw it on sale at Ross Dress for Less, because DC3/C47s make me happy. I don't know why that is. Maybe because they're AMAZING???

12) At bargain prices, I also indulged my growing addiction to Converse All-Star sneakers.

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13) Most recently, I rushed out with the hubby on September 10th to get Samuele Bersani's latest album, Nuvola Numero Nove. I've been listening to it several times a day ever since.



And there you have them - Thirteen Things I've Done This Summer. What have you done to keep busy over the last few months? Let's catch up!















And I'm sure you've missed a certain other something from these posts, too.





















So I won't keep you in any further suspense, eh?





















Besides...

















My jetlag is still making me sleepier than normal. Aren't you?
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Ciao for now!
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7x7 WiP Excerpt: Thanks to Nell Dixon!

28/7/2013

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I was tagged again - this time by my dear friend and CP, Nell Dixon!

Once again, here are the rules: Go to Page 7, 70, or 170 of a current Work in Progress or recently published work and choose either the first complete paragraph or 7 lines of dialogue to share. Just like last time, I've fudged this a little and gone with seven paragraphs instead.

This time, I've chosen a sampling from page 170 of my recently published work, 27 Stages (a novel).


The whitewashed brick and concrete wall was cool at my back before he slipped his arms around me and held me to himself, heatedly kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck certain I'd do anything – absolutely anything – he asked of me then. If he wanted a quick coupling here amidst the smells of damp, concrete dust and the stale smoke of furtively-smoked cigarettes, then so be it. I wanted what he wanted, even if it was a one-time thing.

"Abby," he murmured against my neck, then kissed me again, his intended words forgotten.

I touched his face, his hair, his shoulders and back – I wanted to memorize everything about him, if I could.

"Abby," he said again, a little more clearly this time, a little more focused even as his hands slid down to my hips and gripped them. "I want you to promise me something."

"What is it?"

He framed my face in his hands and kissed me again before replying.

"I want you to call me if you need me. Any time, before or after the stage. Will you do that?"

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