A Look At Becky Wicks & 'The Day of the Wave' @bex_wicks @GoddessFish #historical #RomanticSuspense

Today we have author Becky Wicks visiting. Welcome!

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* Becky Wicks is mostly powered by coffee. She had three travel memoirs published by HarperCollins before going the indie route. Her first book in the Starstruck Series, 'Before He Was Famous' recently reached #1 in Amazon's Coming of Age and New Adult & College categories. The second in the series, 'Before He Was Gone', and the third, 'Before He Was A Secret' are both out now along with 'The Day Of The Wave' - a romance based around the 2004 Boxing Day tsunami.
* Becky blogs most days at beckywicks.com and always welcomes distractions on Twitter: @bex_wicks (especially if you have cat photos)

Today Becky Wicks will be talking about what authors do when they're not writing.
* We drink coffee, and maybe gin. OK, both.
* Sometimes all I do, all day, is drink coffee and stare at my laptop. It’s not exactly the healthiest of lifestyles is it? I’m well aware I’m 35 and should possibly be out there maybe babies but seriously, I’m BUSY. (Oh, but this is set to change now that I'm in Vancouver and using the Tinder app, right? Dear future husband, I'm here!)
* We dream
* The world in my head often demands far more of my time than the one outside of it and I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in that respect.
* We read, read, and read some more!
* When I do shut that laptop, I read. I read everything, from other books in the new adult genre, to the classics, to articles on self-publishing and books on reincarnation – I've always been really into that!) I think I want to write a book, a romance, based on reincarnation somehow. I'm fascinated by the thought that we've lived before and that we're here to learn lessons of some kind.
* We hang out with other writers!
* I have a friend I met in Bali who’s an author too. Her name is Sarah Alderson and she wrote the YA books Hunting Lila, The Sound, Fated - also the new adult Come Back To Me, which is a tear-jerking journey of awesomeness that you NEED to read. When we get together we tend to do things like this to lighten the mood:
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSnbVBSitYI
* We’re probably bigger Disney fans than Sarah’s 8 year old daughter and the Frozen movie always cheers us up, especially when someone writes a bad review of one of our books (boo!).
* We listen to Taylor Swift a lot, too.
* I think Taylor gives out a very powerful message to young women, and us writers, too. You have to believe in your own worth. And never give up on your dreams. Whenever you’re having a bad day, just Shake it Off!
* So yes, we sing, we talk, we read, we act like idiots and we keep on searching for inspiration.
* Sometimes we come up with some great ideas when we’re out there not even expecting them to strike! Here in Vancouver I find that talking a long hike or a walk around a city park or lake really clears the cobwebs from around my brain and helps the ideas start flowing again! A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Torn apart by the tragedy. Thrown back together ten years later by destiny... Isla and Ben were just sixteen when the Boxing Day tsunami ripped through their beach resort in Thailand. Just days after forming a life-changing bond, both were missing and presumed dead.
* Based on real life events, The Day of the Wave is a story of healing, learning to let go, and figuring out when to hold on with everything you have left.

~ Excerpt ~ * It's a clear night by the time we get back to Shady Palms. Izzy promised to go see Lawan again soon and after seeing the way they hugged when we left, I know she sees her as some kind mother figure now. My heart bleeds for what she lost, what happened to her, going through hell in all those hospitals. She didn't want to live for a while. She said it. She actually said it. I felt the same way after losing Toby.
* 'I can't stop thinking about how your real name is Isla,' I tell her as we walk onto the beach in front of our huts, drop to the sand and gaze out at the glistening ocean. Her head rests on my shoulder and the hair that's come loose from her braids tickles my face.
* 'You're an island, Izzy,' I say. I say it out loud because I was thinking it, just now at Lawan's when I was watching her mouth move, the scars glistening on her arms in the lamplight. 'You rose above the waves to survive.'
* 'I never thought about that before.' She drags a finger through the sand. 'Everyone always says I'm one of the lucky ones, but I always wondered why I was left out. Why did I survive when so many other people died?'
* 'Tell me about it.' I rest my head on hers. 'We both kind of died in it and lived at the same time, I think.'
* 'You've lived more than me,' she snaps back, almost angrily. 'Being alive is everything, Ben. It's all that matters - the now. I feel like I've been wasting my life so far! I don't want to go back that job, or London.'
* 'Then don't.'
* Her head springs up and her eyes shoot up to mine. Something in her gaze draws me in again, right down those damn corridors into a place I always get lost. I know what she's thinking though, and my stomach knots till my breath shortens and I have to tear my eyes away. She's thinking this is the start of something and it's my fault. The thought is like a fork in a toaster, shooting out warning sparks now, not the good kind. What am I doing, with Izzy of all people?
* Don't think about it.
* She puts her hand to my cheek, turning me back to her. 'You OK?'
* 'I'm OK,' I tell her quickly, 'just having a hard time believing this is all happening.'
* 'Maybe it was supposed to,' she says, shuffling around to sit in front of me, cross-legged, covered in sand. 'Isn't that what you said, at the waterfall?'
* 'I don't know, Izzy.' I say it under my breath. Her eyebrows knit together but in a second I'm kissing the doubt away, willing the thoughts to stop colliding in my brain; the ones that scream how right she is, and this is, and the ones that scream this has to stop. I pull her back with me. She's in my head and my heart and my soul but I'll hurt her, like I hurt everyone. How could I not, in the end?
* Don't think about it.
* I kiss her harder and her arms wrap around me till she's on top of me on the sand and I'm swimming in the ocean of her, and not the thoughts that try to drown me every time I get my head above the water
* She's good for you.
* But Ben. She doesn't know the half of what you know.

Buy The Day of the Wave here... Amazon The Day of the Wave is free for three days on Kindle on July 17, 18 and 19 only! Find Becky Wicks here... Blog/Website | Facebook | Goodreads | Twitter | YouTube Thank you for joining us here today, Becky Wicks! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

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