Showing posts with label new books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new books. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Tuesday Treasure: Guest Post by Tracey Sinclair

I'm so pleased to welcome Tracey Sinclair to my blog, with this fabulous post about female friendships--something I've been thinking about lately, having moved recently and needing to make new friends! You can learn more about Tracey and her books by following the links at the bottom of the post. Enjoy!



Why female friendships are at the heart of my books
If I had to point to an (unexpected) theme in my work, other than a certain Northern attitude and a tendency to swear, it would be that of female friendships. When I look at my books, which span a number of genres – from literary fiction to romantic comedy to paranormal – it’s a common thread, even though it was never intended to be.
My first book, Doll, was about the catastrophic aftermath of losing your closest friend – the protagonist Thea embarks on a self-destructive journey while reeling from grief over her best friend’s death. Having shamelessly plundered my teenage years for material – merrily utilising (and distorting) details of my own life and that of my oldest friend – I revisited the same well for my romantic comedy, Bridesmaid Blues. Well, I figured if my friend wasn’t mad at me the first time, she wouldn’t be the second, either!
The premise for Bridesmaid Blues came straight out of my own life: after a nasty break up with the man I at the time thought was the love of my life (and who was the brother of the boyfriend of a close friend), I ended up being the only bridesmaid at their wedding, where he was the best man. Come on – you can’t not use material like that! The book is a romantic comedy: will the heroine Luce get back together with the man who dumped her and broke her heart? But it’s also about friendships, and how they change. To become the woman she needs to be to find happiness, Luce has to grow out of the wayward little sister role she has fallen into with best friend Jenna, as well as re-evaluate her relationship with her glamorous pal Hali, and turn it into a proper friendship, rather than a form of hero worship – and I enjoyed writing (and reading!) those bits of the book as much as any of the romantic stuff!
Even my paranormal series, Dark Dates, has female friendship at its core. While the plots centre around whatever paranormal threat the heroine Cass has to deal with du jour (with some sexy romance thrown in courtesy of a couple of smokin’ hot heroes), the lynchpin of the series is how she moves from being a loner – and lonely – to building her own Buffy-style ‘Scooby gang’, and developing a real friendship with her colleague Medea and Medea’s fiancée, Katie.
In part I think this is because female friendship is so central to my own life (I do have male friends I love very dearly, of course, but that tends to be a slightly different beast). I’m an only child, so have consciously created a network of friends who are like family to me, and whom I treasure even more now we’re getting older and those friendships have survived the inevitable occasional battering by life’s trials and tribulations. So, my friendships have always loomed large in my life: it makes sense that they would in my work, too.


Tracey Sinclair is an author and freelance editor and writer. Her books include the romcom The Bridesmaid Blues and the Dark Dates/Cassandra Bick series, the latest of which, Angel Falls, is out now.
@thriftygal

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Wednesday Writing: Spotlight on Julie Ryan

I'm so pleased to welcome Julie Ryan to my blog today, with her book Jenna's Journey, which sounds really interesting! I've written about a multigenenerational story about a woman heading to Greece when her marriage fails myself, so maybe it's a fantasy of women... to just take off! I've certainly entertained the thought on occasion ;) Enjoy this blurb and extract; buy links are at the bottom.

       Jenna's Journey
     




Blurb
Leaving town, heading to the Greek Isles without telling husband or friends, is heady medicine for a failing marriage. Seduced by Grecian sun and sky, Jenna innocently buys an ancient urn that tangles her into the web of a criminal world more sinister than she ever imagined. Romance is always afoot in the Greek Isles and Jenna gets a large helping with the seductive Nikos. Family is important in Greece, and Nikos helps Jenna learn all the richness it brings, and pass it on to the next generation.
Twenty-five years later, Allie takes this same journey. A little time travel, a big “what if” dream, a fated meeting with a taxi driver and a sprinkle of paranormal intrigue intertwine in a story that spans the lives of a mother and daughter. Twisty as the streets in a Greek island village, full of unexpected characters found on a faraway vacation, Jenna’s Journey will keep you turning pages far into the night.

Author bio

Julie Ryan’s roots are in a small mining village in South Yorkshire. After a degree in French Language and Literature, wanderlust kicked in and she lived and worked in France, Poland, Thailand and Greece. Her spirit enriched, her imagination fired, Julie started a series of mystery romantic thrillers set in the Greek Isles. 
Jenna's Journey is the first novel in Julie Ryan’s Greek Islands Series, a series she did not set out to create but which took on its own life and grew, rich and fascinating. This is the first of three published so far and it promises to delight readers looking for the hidden dark sides of dream vacations in the Greek Isles. Pandora's Prophecy and Sophia's Secret make up the rest of the trilogy.


Excerpt

As she stepped off the plane, a rush of excitement and anticipation flooded over her. She wondered if her mother had felt the same when she arrived in Greece almost twenty-five years ago. She knew that there must have been many changes during that time. Instead of flying direct to the island, her mother would have had to fly to Athens first, and then taken a boat to the island as direct flights to the island had only started up a couple of years ago. She stood in line waiting to clear customs, feeling guilty even though she had nothing to hide. Just walking through the green channel, she could sense hidden eyes watching her every move. This automatically made her act suspiciously, and then breathing a sigh of relief, she was through and out into the bright Greek sunshine. Squinting to read the address on the scrap of paper, she hailed a taxi and the driver sped off towards the hotel.
“Hi, I am Leo,” the taxi driver said, introducing himself in fluent English.
“Allie,” she replied.
She’d been anxious about being ripped off or taken on a wild goose chase, but there was no need to worry. Leo seemed to be the exception to her stereotyped image of Greek drivers. Although he drove fast, he negotiated the roads with great skill. Driving up narrow tracks, he tooted his horn to let any other drivers know he was coming.
She wanted to ask him about the austerity measures that had recently been imposed on them in order to meet their euro-deficit obligations. She had been quite shocked at the effects that the cutbacks had had on ordinary people. Last year, the government had introduced a kind of surtax cunningly collected through the electricity bill. If you refused to pay or couldn’t pay, you were cut off—simple! People had struggled to keep warm through the winter, as many couldn’t afford oil any more. The news had shown piles of rubbish in the streets thanks to the refuse collectors going on strike because they hadn’t been paid. Allie remembered seeing pictures of Piraeus on the news with garbage heaped as high as cars. She wanted to ask Leo more about how ordinary people had coped, but when she pressed him for more details, he shrugged and smiled.
“Greece is not only Athens, you know. Here, sure, life is tough, but we survive. Maybe we spend a little less, complain a little more, but life is good. You are in the most beautiful place in the world. If you have the sun and the sea and a few vegetables—what more do you need?”
Looking round at the idyllic scenery of the island, Allie thought that this was a far cry indeed from the sensationalist pictures of Athens that she’d seen on the TV. They finally pulled up in front of a traditional-looking but freshly painted hotel. Allie took the well-thumbed photo from her bag for comparison. Whilst the land round had all been eaten up by new developments, the hotel itself looked remarkably similar to the photo. It had been extended at the side, but there was no doubt that this was the place. Maybe now she would get the answers that she’d been waiting for all this time? She wanted answers that her mother couldn’t, or perhaps wouldn’t, give her.
“Here we are,” said Leo, taking her holdall from her and escorting her up some stone steps. Allie added a few euros to the fare, partly in relief at having got here in one piece, and also because Leo had been so charming. She knew from the guidebook she’d read on the plane that it wasn’t necessary to tip, but Leo accepted gracefully, handing her a card with his number on it in case she needed his services again. If what he’d told her was true, Allie guessed that meant his family could eat that night.
She walked up to the reception desk and, seeing no one about, rang the bell. She was quite surprised by the interior. Whilst the hotel looked traditional on the outside, the inside had been renovated in a very contemporary style. She was sure it was the right place, but she really didn’t know where to start to get the answers she’d come all this way for. She was in the middle of reading the notice above the desk which advertised free Wi-Fi access for hotel residents when a man in his late forties, or he could be early fifties—Allie wasn’t much good at telling people’s ages—came out of a room at the back. His skin was lightly tanned and he was wearing a light-blue chambray shirt, which set his tan off perfectly. He must have been good-looking in his youth, thought Allie.
The man stopped in his stride and she watched the colour fade from his face in disbelief.
“My God, it can’t be,” he whispered.
“You must be Nick,” replied Allie. “You look as if you’ve seen a ghost!”


Book Links


Social Media Links
         Author Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/julieryanauthor
         Website Url: http://juliesworldofbooks.blogspot.co.uk
         Twitter: https://twitter.com/julieryan18