Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The Traveling Man by Jane Harvey-Berrick ~Giveaway

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Title: The Traveling Man (Traveling, #1)
Author: Jane Harvey – Berrick
Release Date: January 27, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Blurb
I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice. Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t. Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path. Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.    
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Excerpt

Kes’s ‘costume’ hadn’t changed much in the last couple of years. He was still barefoot and bare chested, but this time the new assistant, Sorcha, was hanging over him, wearing a skimpy bra top that looked two sizes too small, and a floaty chiffon skirt that made her legs seem to go on forever. I hated her.
I could see why the Cirque du Soleil agent had been surprised by Kes’s age. He looked like a man; Sorcha was all woman, and I looked like a little girl.
When the drumbeat started, the small arena stilled, a few whispers rippling around the ring. And then Kes galloped out holding two flaming torches, with Sorcha riding behind him, clinging to his waist.
My jealousy was so bitter that I wanted to throw up, but the audience clapped and whistled.
She slid gracefully to the ground, her bare feet sinking into the sawdust. Her focus was on Kes as he galloped around her. He hung from Jakey’s neck as he planted one torch to Sorcha’s left and the second to her right, so her wild hair seemed to catch fire.
And then the show began. Kes stood on Jakey’s racing back briefly, then leapt to the ground.
He juggled the flaming torches, ran, jumped, and somersaulted onto and from Jakey’s back again and again, always fluid, always in motion. I held my breath until my head spun. He wasn’t born for an office or a desk job; he was born to thrill, to make you gasp, to stop you in your tracks so you’d have to ask, how did he do that?

 
About the Author
qupVbuSB I lived in London for over 10 years and have a love affair with New York. It's only since I have moved to the countryside, that the words have really begun to flow. I live in a small village by the ocean and walk my little dog, Pip, every day. It’s on those beachside walks that I have all my best ideas. Writing has become a way of life – and one that I love to share.  

 Give us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special? What makes them special to you?
Kestrel has had an unusual upbringing, in a carnival. He’s wild and free, but finds it hard to trust people, because the people he should have been able to count on – his parents – let him down badly. But when he loves, he loves with everything he has, and he’s not letting go.

He struggles with the way things are done in the ‘normal’ world, not just because it’s unfamiliar to him; he’s severely dyslexic and can only barely read and write. So he looks at the world differently than most people do.
 Five Things I Wish I Would Have Known When I Started Out Writing
Marketing is harder than writing. Actually, probably just as well I didn’t know that or I’d have never have started.

People will usually help you if you ask.

That American English is VERY different to British English.

Novellas can be just as powerful as full length novels.

I love writing almost as much as chocolate.

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