Ellesea Loves Reading

Friday, 6 November 2020

Book Blog Tour Stop and Author Q & A: Blue Skies by Alana Oxford

Ellesea: I'd like to thank Alana Oxford for taking the time to answer the following questions.

Q. We're currently in the middle of the COVID-19 pandemic. What five things are helping to improve your quality of life at this difficult time?

Great question!

1.I discovered Yoga with Adriene on Youtube and her videos are so calming
and refreshing. I highly recommend them.

2. I try to take walks or at least get outside to relax and just breathe for a little bit.

3. It can be hard to concentrate, but reading good books has also been very helpful.

4. I make sure I hug my husband and kids every day and we laugh about something together every day. Even if someone just tells a silly dad joke, we laugh together and that makes a huge difference.

5. Now that the weather is cooling, a hot cup of tea to start my day is a relaxing ritual.

Q. Do you have pets, if so, what?

I have a cat named Daisy. She has beautiful green eyes and she’s mostly orange and black with dainty white “socks.”

Q. Who in the writing world is your greatest influence?

Michael Lawrence has been a huge influence on my writing career and has also become a treasured friend. I also think Kiley Dunbar is amazing.

Q. Describe your perfect day.

That’s a lovely question to think about.

My favorite place in the world is Oxford, England. I would love to wake up there, on a sunny day, and just wander through town drinking in the history and the beauty of the architecture. A picnic lunch in Christ Church meadow with a view of Tom Tower would be perfect. Punting down the River Cherwell, (with someone else doing the hard work!) A live Shakespeare play in the evening, on the lawn of one of the colleges is hard to beat for evening entertainment.

Q. What project are you working on currently?

I’m going through edits on a contemporary romance about an American librarian and a Scottish artist who share an adorable meet cute at the library.

I’ve worked in libraries since I was sixteen years old. This particular story is loosely based on the true life love story of one of my former co-workers. I got to watch her real life romance play out from the day a handsome New Zealander walked into the building and asked her how he could get a library card. It was love at first sight. They always said I should write a book about them one day. Now I’m finally doing it.

Blue Skies by Alana Oxford

Life isn't always a walk in the park, but when Patrice takes her Pomeranians to the park after a rough day at the office, fate steps in. An unlikely hero comes to the rescue when one of her dogs gets loose. Short, pale, and kind of cute, Seth doesn't have a lot of confidence with the ladies, but he hits it off with Patrice.

But some things might be too good to be true. While Patrice wonders if Seth could possibly be "the one", fate steps in again with a horrible twist. Will it be a deal breaker or just a storm before bright blue skies?

Amazon US - http://amzn.to/3gWzAvy

Amazon UK - http://amzn.to/2E12wUf

Alana Oxford is a Michigan author of romcoms, sweet romance, and humorous women's fiction. She wants her stories to bring sunshine and smiles to her readers. She enjoys improv comedy, moody music, everything book related, and has an ongoing love affair with the United Kingdom.

Twitter: @AlanaOxford

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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AlanaOxford/

Thursday, 5 November 2020

Book Blog Tour Stop with an Extract: The Forger and the Thief by Kirsten McKenzie

The Forger and the Thief by Kirsten McKenzie

FIVE STRANGERS IN FLORENCE, EACH WITH A DANGEROUS SECRET. AND AN APOCALYPTIC FLOOD THREATENING TO REVEAL EVERYTHING.

A wife on the run, a student searching for stolen art, a cleaner who has lined more than his pockets, a policeman whose career is almost over, and a guest who should never have received a wedding invite. Five strangers, entangled in the forger’s wicked web, amidst Florence's devastating flood of November 1966.

In a race against time, and desperate to save themselves and all they hold dear, will their secrets prove more treacherous than the ominous floodwaters swallowing the historic city?

Dive into a world of lies and deceit, where nothing is as it seems on the surface…

The Forger and the Thief, an extract

I’ve chosen this extract because although the Guest - Richard Carstone, appears to be an utterly unlikeable character at the start of The Forger and the Thief, with his dark secret tucked away in his blackened heart, he provides flashes of humanity, giving the reader pause to consider Carstone’s true nature.

What if what we show the world, isn’t really us? What if what we show is all a front, to protect ourselves from further pain or humiliation? Life is never simple, nor starkly black and white. And I hope the readers enjoy the play on this concept.

THE GUEST

Carstone walked to the breakfast buffet in an even fouler mood than the night before. The shower hadn’t worked; the heating didn’t work, and at first glance the breakfast looked as bad as the stray pubic hair on the shower soap.

Julia wasn’t at breakfast, typical. He didn’t blame her though, given the hotel’s poor breakfast offerings. A bowl of apples — last seasons from the look of it, single serve sachets of cereal - American style, and a platter of croissants with an array of three types of jam. No eggs or pancakes, bacon or mushrooms.

He tapped a croissant — as solid as the marble statue of David. All around the room, Richard noted other guests picking at their croissants with the grim determination seen on climbers clinging to the icy sides of Mount Everest.

The joyless dining room revealed the shy coffee pot, tucked inside a servery adjoining the barren kitchen. His plan of filling his stomach with bacon and eggs as ethereal as Julia. In the beginning, she’d needed him for everything, begging him to move into the guest bedroom in his brother’s house. He’d even encouraged her to get out, to visit the galleries she loved so much, and like an idiot he’d been ecstatic when she’d followed his advice. What a fool he had been slaving over finalising his brother’s estate, when she was busy being wooed by the Italian. The Italian was about to have access to all his brother’s money, leaving Richard with his brother’s old suits and leather shoes, when he should have been sleeping in the arms of his brother’s wife.

After pouring a coffee, he studied his fellow diners, who ignored him as they reread their guide books. Richard didn’t need a guide book; he was here for one reason - Julia’s wedding. The statues and churches and bridges and galleries were nothing more than old stones, and the genuine tourists were welcome to them.

Carstone tapped his wristwatch — the only valuable article he owned, everything else sold to pay off his debts. It would have been nice for Julia to turn up for breakfast. She’d invited him to this hellhole, so the least she could do was have the decency to join him.

He toyed with the condiments on the table, lining them up, equidistant from all four sides of the table. Carstone checked the time again. She wasn’t coming. After everything he’d done for her. He slammed his hand against the table, making the other guests jump in alarm.

Throwing back his coffee, he eyed the weather outside. Rain. Torrential rain. If it weren’t for his gnawing hunger he’d go back to bed with a glass and a bottle of whiskey. Some things never changed. Still, he would not sit at the table waiting for a woman who no longer needed him. That she’d replaced him again, filled him with an irrational anger that he was having more and more trouble controlling. She had supplanted him once, with his brother Scott, and now she’d done it again. He’d recovered from the humiliation once and would do it again. With help from the alcohol.

Carstone strode from the dining room, out into the rain, walking past English tourists moaning about the weather, and garrulous Australians, as he searched the streets for a cafe serving proper food to normal people but the only cafes he found featured locals slurping from enormous cups of froth and dunking biscuits, reminding him why he hated travelling. In America they knew how to serve a decent breakfast, like the waffles at Uncle Bill’s Pancake House in Manhattan Beach, his favourite.

A wooden crutch toppled into Carstone’s path. A legless man sat huddled on the path, wrapped in a grubby army coat, with a smattering of coins in the tatty hat by his side. Carstone returned the wayward crutch to its spot, then tossed a 500-lira note into the hat. He hated to see veterans begging on the street. Carstone’s father had also lost a leg in Europe, but had returned to a stable job and a loving family. He nodded at the old Italian soldier before walking away, guilt gnawing at his rumbling gut.

https://www.books2read.com/forgerandthief

A full time author, Kirsten is a former customs officer and antiques dealer, and who has also dabbled in film and television.

Her historical time-slip series - The Old Curiosity Shop Series, has been described as 'Time Travellers Wife meets Far Pavilions', and 'Antiques Roadshow gone viral'.

Kirsten released her bestselling gothic horror novel Painted in 2017, with her medical thriller - Doctor Perry, following in 2018.

Her latest thriller - The Forger and the Thief, is set in 1966 Florence, Italy, amidst the devastating floods. Kirsten lives in New Zealand with her husband, her daughters, two rescue cats.