Tuesday, 31 July 2012
So today is the last day of the Steamy Mocha month long celebration for Mocha Memoirs second anniversary! Hasn't it been special? A new flash story every day from a range of authors I know, some I was lucky enough to tease a little, and some who are family. Today's the last day you can enjoy them all, including my own Starting Over at the $1.00 price but they will all stay available for you to buy. Get in there quick!
Saturday, 14 July 2012
Coinciding with my chatty chatness on Joyfully Reviewed, The Claim is now available as a paperback with Lulu! I'm sure now everyone knows faaaaaaaaaar too much about me!
Thursday, 12 July 2012
My anniversary story to celebrate two amazing years of Mocha Memoirs is ready for you! I don't know where this came from, but I had a vision of a couple sitting in a coffee shop on the verge of a break up. It's the quintessential break up location, isn't it? The coffee shop. So there is West and Sherial with a table in front of them, a flat white for him and a mocha for her to make up their minds. I was listening to Maxwell's Pretty Wings on repeat so I was a bit worried where it was going! Hopefully, when you read it, you'll feel their history, their arguments, their passion and first and foremost, their love. I have to say thank you to Sherial Dyce who let me borrow her lovely first name for the heroine. And honestly, I'm alright. I wrote this before I went on holiday so it's all cheer and joy in the London house. For now. Don't forget, if you leave a comment on the blog during the 31 day celebration you may win a prize! A little gift that keeps on giving...
Saturday, 7 July 2012
So yes, Italy was fantabulous. Divine. Awe inspiring. Beautiful. Humbling. It was like a third home! I have to say third home. If Ghana came anywhere less than second, I'd be disowned and then I couldn't ask for stuff like pineapples and doughnuts. Anyways, I've got a Flickr account and I've uploaded some of the photos I took while I was there.
As well as presenting me with some of the best, freshest food I have ever eaten, and taking me 15% shades darker than I am, toning up my thighs with all the walking around it also gave me the last push to finish IK4. IK5 is also on the ways to being very much so done too. I feel fulfilled and grateful and deeply Italian. I paid with my card for some booze (naturally) and the barman pointed out my middle name and declared, "That's Italian. So you're Italian! Yay!" So if he said I was, I am. I'm already planning a return trip but in the meantime, Viva Italia!