PRINT VERSION of MARCEL'S GIFT AVAILABLE.

 
     The good news is my debut ebook novel, MARCEL'S  GIFT, has gone to print format.
   
    It can be purchase via link--http://tinyurl.com/mc-mg-print.

    Hope all of you who support me in this endeavor will enjoy the read. Before ordering you can sneak a peek and "Look Inside" to read the prologue and first chapter by going to Amazon.com and clicking on Books. Enter the name of the book, click on it, and the "Look Inside" feature will show up. You can also read its reviews. However, it must be purchased via the link noted above. Thanks.

" MARCEL'S GIFT " HAS ARRIVED !

I am happy to report that my debut novel, "Marcel's Gift"  is now available as an eBook through Amazon.com.


Price  $2.99


DOWNLOAD NOW to your ereader, Kindle, iphone, ipad.

"MARCEL'S GIFT" ARRIVES IN 2 WEEKS.

       My husband said he feels like an expectant father pacing the waiting room while the baby gets ready to make its entrance. Well, if he feels like that, you can imagine how I feel. My due date is getting near. I hope you will add my "baby" to your ereaders.

     In just 2 weeks, (Feb. 15th) my debut novel, MARCEL'S GIFT, a contemporary love story, will be available from Amazon.com.

  "One heart: two men. She's found the love of her life. Too bad it isn't the man she's in love with."
                                                    
                                                      SYNOPSIS:
    
      Solange and Ambrose meet in the south of France--a meeting as unpredictable as it was predestined. Yet, it fit into the dark diagonal spaces where love often finds a foothold and loiters there waiting to capture and break the human heart.
     Ambrose brings Solange into his arms and eventually into his bed, sidestepping the issues that she is happily married, he is a Catholic priest, and her husband Marcel's gift sanctions the affair.   
     The lovers' voyage of forbidden love sends the reader on a highly sensual romantic journey spanning three continents: touching down on the birthplace of Impressionism in the ancient cities of France, the hot desert sands of Algiers with its blue-veiled men of the Sahara and the private, sacrosanct, papal chambers of the Vatican. 


     

COMING SOON! "MARCEL'S GIFT"

          Yes," MARCEL'S GIFT," my debut novel, will be available soon at eBook retail venues. Projected date is February 2012. Lots of things to do before its release date: editing, proofreading, cover design, auhor photo, marketing plan etc. etc. My super efficient publisher has already designed the cover and it is an eye catcher. I love it.
           I'll keep you up to date as things progress.

IN THE SHADOW OF VAN GOGH

          Did I ever tell you I once stood next to Vincent van Gogh when I visited France? At least I think I did. Maybe not. Perhaps it was just his ghost. Nevertheless, I found the image so compelling I had to include it in my novel, "MARCEL'S GIFT.".
         
            While sightseeing in the sunny town of Arles in the south of France (where van Gogh painted and spent much of his miserable life) I came to a clearing between a stand of chestnut trees where an arthritic, old artist-- bent over his canvas and easel--painted the colorful, foral valley beyond.
        
          He wore a light blue shirt under a dark blue or black ( I couldn't tell which) moth ravaged jacket. His navy blue pants were paint spattered and he wore a tattered straw hat that had several broken straws poking through the edge of its rim leaving jagged shadow-lines on his face.
         
          When he saw me approaching, he smiled an almost toothless, yellowed, tobacco stained smile, but the vibrancy of his clear, grey-blue eyes diverted my attention from the one thing that betrayed his age--his weather beaten, leathery face. I imagined he must have been a seaman in his earlier years. Who knows?
        
         I held up my camera and with charade motions indicated I wanted to take a photo. He stood to pose next to his oil painting. To please him I snapped one picture. Then, I motioned with my hand for him to sit and continue his painting. I took more photos when he was fully absorbed in his work and checked the images in my digital camera.
       
        I could have sworn I was looking at the artist, Vincent van Gogh. However, three things were missing: van Gogh's red hair, his mutilated ear, and one of his unfinished masterpieces on the old artist's easel. 
 Au revoir, mon ami.