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08 August 2014

A Look At Raven McAllan & 'Being Luca's' ~ @RavenMcAllan @evernightpub #rotg

Today we have author Raven McAllan visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Well what can I say? I'm growing old disgracefully and loving it.
* Dh and I live on the edge of a Scottish forest, and rattle around in a house much too big for us.
* Our kids have grown up and flown the nest, but roll back up when they want to take a deep breath and smell the daisies so to speak.
* I write in my study, which overlooks the garden and the lane. I'm often seen procrastinating, by checking out the wild life, looking—only looking—at the ironing basket and assuring tourists that indeed, I'm not the bed and breakfast. That would mean cooking fried eggs without breaking the yolks, and disturbing the dust bunnies as they procreate under the beds. Not to be thought of.
* Being able to do what I love, and knowing people get pleasure from my writing is fantastic. Long may it last.

What book are you going to tell us about today?
* The premise for the book was very limited.
* Using the name Leigh, Monteith, and Corrieri, because my hairdresser asked me to. Apart from that it was up to me. I knew what I wanted to write, but oh boy it wouldn't work for ages. I deleted the first two chapters, started with chapter three as chapter one, and all of a sudden, I wrote, and wrote, and finished a nice—well I hope so—Romance on the Go. Then I got worried that Leigh, the person, might not like Leigh the character. But she loved her, drooled over Luca and wanted to know when it was due to be published. Well I had to explain there was the none too small matter of subbing and getting an acceptance.
* But chair swivel jiggle I got it…
* This is the result…

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~
* What is a marriage without trust?
* When damning newspaper reports point to the seeming infidelity of her husband, Formula One Racing Championship driver Luca Corrieri, Leigh runs without waiting for his explanations.
* After all, the pictures don't lie. He has been cheating on her with her best friend.
* Luca is devastated at the ease with which Leigh abandons what they have. Surely their marriage deserves more, but how do you convince someone of your innocence when they are not prepared to listen?
* When the truth finally comes out, is their love strong enough to save their marriage?
~ Excerpt ~
* He swung a door key in front of her face. "No breaking necessary, cara. You left this in the door. Freudian slip? Or were you waiting for someone else?"
* "Neither." She snatched the key from him and put it in her pocket. "I'm not the one who played away."
* "Will this verbal crucifixion go on for ever?" Luca's voice was flat and unemotional. Only the tic at the corner of his eye showed how affected he was. "I screwed up, I admit it. I said sorry, what more do you want me to do? Bleed?"
* "Well you screwed all right, and I guess it was up. Up into her. Bleeding isn’t enough. I've bled enough for both of us." Leigh bit back a sob. Luca lifted his arm toward her, took one look at her face and let it drop. She could only imagine what he'd seen there. However, if her emotions showed in her expression as usual, it would have been something along the lines of how she was wondering if she could commit murder and get away with it.
* "You cheated, Luca. You defiled what we had. And that bitch crowed about it. In every bloody paper, before you said as much as a dicky bird. Were you hoping to get away with it? Fat chance with Angela, oh I'm your friend Leigh, bloody here's my cunt screw me whatsherface. Two faced bitch." All her thoughts of being open-minded, things aren't always what they seem, had gone from her mind. She was, in the words of her friend's daughter, 'in a mad'. "As for you, couldn't you have kept your cock in your trousers for one weekend? Was that too much to ask? And now I expect you're going to say it was all her doing. That she came on to you, and you were drunk and didn't know what was happening. Men. Think with their dicks." She turned her back on him and very deliberately filled her glass.
* "No, I'm not going to say it was all her doing. It takes two to be f…"
* "Okay I get your drift." Leigh sat back in her chair. "Oh sit down, Luca. Tell me why you're here and then go away. If you want some wine, in a glass and in your throat rather than over you, there are glasses in the cupboard next to the sink. If not speak up and then fuck off. I want to wallow and wonder why I'm so lacking in sexuality my husband needed a whore."
* "You are so wrong, cara. But it's not my story to tell." Luca sighed, nodded and walked into the house. She heard cupboard doors open and close. Why hadn't she just told him to get lost? Taken her key and locked the door behind him?
* Because we've never really talked about it.
* Luca returned to the garden and poured wine into a glass before he sat next to her and swirled the liquid around the vessel.
* "Good legs," he said.
* She laughed, although there wasn't a lot of humor in it.
* "Me or the wine?"
* "Both, although in this case I meant the wine." He stretched his long legs out in front of him, and held his wine glass loosely between thumb and forefinger.
* Leigh looked at him out of the corner of her eye. As ever during the race season there wasn't an ounce of fat on him, only honed and toned muscle. In any other circumstances she would have drooled.
* "Ah well, I had a good teacher." By now Leigh had calmed down. Except for her unruly hormones which made her itch to undo his shirt and run her hands over those impressive abs and … down girl, this is your lying, cheating almost ex here. Or he was until she thought otherwise. The cuss-filled rant had done her good, but worn her out. "Okay, Luca, why are you here?"
* "You're not going to like it," he said in a warning tone. "But I felt I had to warn you."
* Warn her? That sounded ominous. Was there anything worse he could hit her with?
* "Tell me."

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Thank you for joining us here today, Raven McAllan! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

2 comments:

Dee Little said...

Looks great Raven! I love that you used the names your hairdresser told you to!! :D

Raven McAllan said...

Thanks Cr for hacing me here, and thanks Dee, I love the way she cuts my hair, so it was little enough to do, and her names fitted so well.