Welcome Lisa J. Hobman and congrats on novel number 2!
Firstly, I would like to say a huge thank you to Kate for having me as a guest on his blog today. Kate and I connected after I read her wonderful book, The Low Notes, and simply had to message her to tell her how much I enjoyed it! We chatted back and forth and we’ve been friends ever since.
So, today is the big day! It’s publishing day for my second novel, Through the Glass! Now there is a sentence I NEVER thought I would be writing! Through the Glass is a contemporary romance but with a little hint of suspense and a lot of passion.
Jim and Flick, the two main characters were fun to write. Jim is a laid back, easy going hunk of a man. He’s handsome but not aware of it and I imagine him as having dark chocolate sparkling eyes. He’s loyal and wants to do anything he can to keep Flick happy.
Flick is quite high maintenance with her career in the art world and her designer suits. She thinks that the important things in life revolve around money and material things. Well, they do say opposites attract! I think Through the Glass is testament to that.
Once again the bulk of the story takes place in my favourite place in the world, the Scottish Highlands. The setting is very romantic and rugged and I have aimed to bring it alive or the reader with my descriptions but honestly nothing beats being there in person to experience the ever changing scenery. It’s a place that keeps drawing me back year after year. We even located to Scotland from Yorkshire to be nearer to the Highlands. Now that’s love.
If you’d asked me two years ago, before I relocated, where I would like to see myself in the future I think I would’ve answered “Living in Scotland, running my own little craft business.” But wow, how things have changed. I never would’ve said “Living in Scotland with two published novels under my belt” that’s for sure. But here I am and boy does it feel surreal. Suffice it to say that my craft business was stopped almost as soon as it had started.
Writing is something I can’t seem to stop doing now. And I think I will continue on until the ideas dry up – but in all honesty I hope they never do. I love writing and creating new characters, getting to know them myself and then sharing them with my readers. It’s so exhilarating.
So, I hope you enjoy my new novel Through the Glass and will keep a look out for my future books. Number three, another stand alone, is being considered at the moment so watch this space!
Here's a little about the book:
It was love at first sight for Jim. Felicity was his dream girl. Beautiful, intelligent and talented. Sadly for Jim he didn’t quite meet with the approval of Felicity’s mother and eventually she succumbed to the pressure of her mother’s expectations. Jim relocates from London to the Scottish Highlands to try to rebuild his life and mend his broken heart when an unexpected visitor brings painful memories and tragic news. Jim has to fight with his own desires to make the right decision. He lost Felicity once. Can he survive losing her again?
And how about an excerpt from Chapter 1?!
February 2009 - The Break Up
“So, that’s it then, Flick?” Jim raised his arms in exasperation. “You’re leaving? You’ve completely given up?” He was past trying to convince Flick that they could make a go of it; work things out; get through this and come out the other side stronger. The past few months had been one argument after another and Flick had spent less and less time at home.
“It’s for the best, James. And please don’t call me Flick.” She sighed, “It’s not my name. Not anymore. I grew up. It’s good in the adult world you should visit sometime, you might like it.” She snorted derisively.
Jim shook his head; sadness oozing from every pore, “Aye, well you’ll always be Flick to me. And I’ll always be Jim. What’s with all this ‘Felicity and James’ bollocks anyway?” His accent always became stronger when he was angry. This was one of those occasions when the true Scotsman came out fighting. His chest heaved as he tried to calm the storm raging beneath his skin.
He almost didn’t recognise the woman standing before him in their bedroom; her fitted designer clothes complete with pearls and a shoulder length smooth sleek hairstyle. Such a contrast to the girl he fell in love with. Back then it was all flowing blonde waves and long, floating skirts. She was softer then; in every way.
“Well, as I said James, Felicity is my name…Flick was left behind at university. She was doe-eyed, foolish and rash…look, there’s no point us going over old ground,” she pulled the handle up on her wheeled suitcase, “I’ll be staying with Polly and Matt for a while whilst I figure out my next move.”
Matt had once been Jim’s closest friend but that friendship had somehow fizzled as his relationship with Polly had intensified. That saddened Jim.
Felicity went on, “Nilsson-Perkins have offered to help find me a new place near the city centre so I can be closer to the main gallery.” She wandered over to him and placed her hand on his arm. “It’s for the best, James. I think you know that deep down.”
He looked, pleadingly, into her eyes, his chest still rising and falling at a rapid rate. “For whom? For me?. I don’t think so.” His voice cracked as he shook his head; he stared intently and for several moments she seemed caught in his eyes. He thought he saw her shield begin to melt but she shook her head and looked away.
Turning back to him she shrugged her shoulders. “It was inevitable when you think about it. We’re from two different worlds…we want completely different things, James.” Her voice softened as she squeezed his arm. Her blue eyes, however, that were once full of love, were ice cold.
“For what’s it’s worth…James…I do love you. You were my first love and so I probably always will. I just feel like…” she paused, clenching her eyes closed as if to find the strength to carry on speaking, a tear escaped. “Like maybe we’re not good for each other. We’ve grown apart. I’m ambitious and you…you want babies and the white picket fence thing…I’m just not ready…I’m not sure I ever will be. In a way I’m doing you a favour.” A sob escaped her throat as she spoke, “This way at least you get to meet someone new and have children and do all the family things that I’m just not capable of.” She sounded to Jim as though she was trying to convince herself.
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