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What is the favorite book you remember as a child?
Treasure Island – it pumped my imagination into life, hiding away in a barrel of apples for goodness’s sake! Even when I was a successful businessman in my twenties I would dream and plan ways of stowing away on cruise liners.
What is your favorite book today?
Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell . Shakespeare’s family life brought to life and a new dimension added. Wonderful piece of writing.
Tell us about your current book in 10 words.
Romantic mystery, a simple storyline which unexpectedly unthreads into a thriller.
What books do you have on hold at the library?
Cloud Atlas – so I can revisit this imaginative world once again, for the first time on audio as well.
Do you have any bad book habits?
Falling asleep without meaning to.
E-Reader or print? and why?
Both. E-Reader mostly out of necessity, but nothing could ever replace the feel of some cardboard and paper clutched in your hands.
One book at a time or multiples?
Never more than one at a time, how do people do that? When I have delved into negative reviews so often, I have found people who are juggling between reviewing and reading 2/3 books at a time; that is simply impossible and do all 2/3 justice.
Dog-ear or bookmark? (don't worry—Librarian Judith won't hold it against you—much)
Bookmark
When do you do most of your reading?
Late afternoon.
Favorite place to read?
On my recliner hidden away on the top floor. My little den where I do my writing, reading and quite often sleeping
Favorite book to recommend?
Hamnet - read it – read it -read it!
How do you keep your books organized?
I don’t let them leave the house on their own
Re-reader or not?
Very, very infrequently.
What would make you not finish a book?
Frustration with a plot or storyline that does no stand up to even the slightest inspection – how the hell people read the sheer nonsense in Dan Brown books without wanting to slap him amazes me.
For Ryan Gould it's just another pay day, collect a car from Portugal deliver it to the UK. Nothing too complicated - until he decides on an unscheduled stopover in Northern France, in the city of Rennes, a quiet drink in the town square, where life would have turned out so differently if he not noticed the girl sitting on the bench was sobbing her heart out.
From there onwards his life twists and turns out of control until he finds himself in police custody charged with abduction and a journey to get to the truth. The girl on the bench, Claire, had misled him from the very beginning; who was she, and how had she managed to wreak so much havoc in his life?
What the hell is up with me? Have I no mind of my own? I kneel on the cobblestones and throw her my most sympathetic smile. Hopefully she recognises the sincerity.
For the first time she lifts her head and looks me in the face, well in the eyes actually - and I’m smitten. She is attractive with piercing light grey eyes that meet mine head on. I was right she is no more than thirty years old, with jet black hair that does not quite match her very pale skin.
I ease myself up to a standing position. “Look, if nothing else, let me buy you a drink. I’ll bugger off if you want to be on your own. I’m not hassling you, just trying to offer a bit of support.” I do my best to sound earnest because it’s the truth. Her pain is so obvious it is impossible to ignore. All at once I remember I have an almost full pack of tissues in my pocket. I take a couple out and pass them to her along with the rest of the pack.
“Here. Blowing your nose wouldn’t hurt just now.” Her angry expression dissipates when she sees the smile on my face.
“I tell you what,” I say “I’m going to get a Coke at the cafĂ© over there. If you want to come and share a Coke or something, that would be great.”
Her head drops and she mumbles incoherently.
“Sorry, what did you say?”
“A large latte would be good.” Her voice is both delicate and cultured.
“No problem. Come over whenever you want.”
I walk back to my table, fully aware that for some crazy reason my heart is beating as if I sprinted across the square. I purposely sit facing away from her direction, the last thing I want is to come across as a stalker.
Born and raised in Bristol, England I now live halfway up a mountain in the Welsh Valleys, with my partner Mari and our rescue dog Wenna. I have a BA in English Literature from Bristol Uni and after creative writing classes at Cardiff Uni I won prizes for short stories. I write with a smile on my face.
I have self-published (including Quiet the Waves) five short story anthologies and five novels
Website: http://www.michaelrosswriter.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/michaelross.writer
Twitter: https://twitter.com/mikerosswriter
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