Happy Release Day to Monika De Giorgi
Please join us in welcoming Monika De Giorgi to Sinfully on the release day of her new book Where I’ll Be Waiting. There is also a giveaway, so don’t forget to leave a comment for your chance to win.
My name is Monika De Giorgi and I’m stopping by at “Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews” to introduce my recent release “Where I’ll Be Waiting” which was published with eXtasy books today!
This pretty much is my first release in English, so I’m really excited and also a bit nervous. It feels like the first book all over again! I’m quite tense and babble a lot. My poor work mates who have to listen to me ^^
I first started writing in German, which is my native language and all my other books are all published in German, too.
But this specific story wanted to be written in English. Probably because it has been some years, since I read my last book in German. I prefer the original words of the author not the translation.
Hope yo like it.
How is it for you? Do you read in other languages or just in your own?
“Where I’ll Be Waiting’” is fantasy and I broke a few rules while writing it, which greatly amused me.
The first rule I broke: Don’t start with a dream.
My story starts with the main protagonist Jesse waking up from a dream.
As most of the story is set in Jesse’s dreamscape this rule got broken several times during the novel. But as these dreams hold Jesse captive, what happens in them is just as real, as what happens outside. At least for him and Cameron.
The second rule was:
Define your antagonist. Like Jesse in the story I didn’t have a “real or palpable” from start to beginning antagonist for a long time. He had to find out for himself, who held him captive (besides the evil author on the keyboard and the circumstances) and I did too. We both knew… in a way. But our realization came not from the very first word on. But I had it earlier than Jesse, of course.
I have an excerpt for you, in which Jesse remembers his first strange dream and makes attempts to get behind their secret. I hope you like it and it makes you curious for Jesses’s dreamscape and what he has to face there.
Also, you can win an e-copy of the book here on the blog. Please comment below with a nightmare you had and which really scared you. The winner will be drawn randomly on June 5th.
If you have any questions, please leave them in the comments. I will stop by during the day and week and look forward to chat with you.
You can also find my on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/monikadegiorgi/ or twitter: @monidg if you want to visit me there.
Also, I will be attending Euro Pride Con. Look forward to meet you there, if you want to say “Hi”.
All the best,
Where I’ll Be Waiting
Monika De Giorgi
Publisher ~ Extasy Books
Published ~ 1st June 2016
Genre ~ Fantasy M/M Romance
Facing your fears, inner demons, friendship and a love to dream of.
Jesse meets a wonderful guy who is caring, attentive, lovable, and handsome to boot. Unfortunately, the only time he sees Cameron is in his dreams—dreams that are never flimsy and fast forgotten in the morning, but feel very real. And the longer they go on, the more palpable they feel to Jesse.
But what happens when these dreams have a bigger and bigger impact on Jesse’s daily life? When they begin to take a toll on him and make it harder to wake up every day? And what if they turn into nightmares and Jesse can’t get out anymore, if he never wakes up?
One day Cameron finds a heartbreaking poem in a small notebook, hidden in a used book. From the first time he reads it, the handwritten words resonate somewhere deep within him and when he goes to sleep that night, he meets Jesse for the first time—a sad young man who makes Cam want to give him reasons to smile and a shoulder to cry on. From that night on, Jesse is a nightly visitor in Cameron’s dreams.
But what happens when Cameron finds out that his Jesse is very much real? And what if a sinister presence takes hold of their shared dreams and Cameron wakes up? Can he get back to Jesse? Or will Jesse stay back forever in this dreamscape turned nightmare?
Jesse wrote until his fingers cramped and only stopped twice. Once when Liam filled up gas and made him leave the car for a coffee and a snack, and one other time when he needed the restroom. When Liam pulled up in front of another hotel, he had filled several pages with everything he remembered. He wrote every detail he had learned about Cam, every word they shared, every place his dreams took him to where he met up with the young man. With every word he was surer that these dreams were not really dreams that they were something more. Visions? But he didn’t see past or future, did he? Still, these were no ordinary pictures his subconscious made up in his sleep. He tapped the pen against a nearly filled page of lined paper. Then he also wrote down those thoughts in short notes before he left the car and followed Liam around it to pull his duffel and laptop bag from the trunk.
He wasn’t sure if he’d find time later to turn his handwritten accounts into a text document, but he wanted to keep the option open, even if he would most likely just tumble into bed. After half a day of driving and another half of soul searching and sorting his thoughts while writing them down, he felt exhausted. And he was not the only one. Liam hid a big yawn behind his hand, as he checked them in.
“Shower, dinner, sleeping,” Liam decided, as he handed Jesse his key card with a deep tired look in his blue-grey eyes.
“You got it,” Jesse confirmed and followed Liam down the hallway, which led to their rooms.
Jesse felt better after a long shower and a great steak dinner he treated Liam to, even if the meal had been accompanied by more questions.
“What’re you doing in these dreams? Is there really not more info hidden in them?” Liam had inquired, refilling Jesse’s wineglass.
“I’m not sure, yet,” Jesse had replied truthfully. “Now, that I’m writing it all down, I’m surprised how detailed they really are. Their strangeness and how they felt…their frequency! But I think there could be something in there for me to find.”
In there, meaning his legal pad filled with line after line, paragraph after paragraph in blue ball point pen, recollecting Jesse’s dreams and his interactions with Cameron written down on paper. Jesse took a sip of the wine.
“See, for example, the places we meet at. A book store where he works, his living room full of tiny little details, like DVD’s, books and games for his gaming console. I could describe to you the blanket hanging over the back of the couch. Or the meadow behind his house where we had lain in the grass—just last night—I know which flowers bloom there and that it’s a cherry tree giving us shade. It’s crazy, but also…I think…”
Jesse shook his head, picking his knife and fork back up. He was too tired to collect his thoughts. The day of sorting his mind and writing and diving into his feelings had wiped him out completely.
“Do these dreams have kind of a timeline? Does time pass between them in a certain way? Like, do you meet up every night and know time has passed? Is Cam on the same timeline as you?” Liam asked his forehead in thoughtful lines, his gaze intensely on Jesse’s face.
“I think so. But I’m not sure, yet. As I said, I’m just figuring out a lot more. Now, that I try to really remember the small things.” Jesse made air quotes, with his fingers and Liam smiled at him, but then his face returned to an earnest expression as he hummed in return to Jesse’s explanation.
Jesse could practically see the gears turning under the dark mop of Liam’s hair, but his friend was not forthcoming as they finished their meal in silent contemplation. Jesse didn’t try to get anything out of him. He knew Liam well enough to be sure that prying for his thoughts wouldn’t get him anywhere. Liam would share when he felt he had thought it through to the end. Whatever it was he wanted to figure out.
As soon as they had eaten, they tiredly returned to their rooms, both hiding big yawns behind their hands in the elevator.
Jesse sat on his bed, legs crossed with the legal pad in his lap, leafing through his Dream Diary as Liam had started to call it. Jesse hated the name. It sounded like something a fourteen-year old girl would keep under her pillow. But for lack of something better, it stuck—stuck as Liam had probably intended it to be because it was the little things that amused Jesse’s friend the most.
Jesse turned the pages on the pad slowly, reading over some parts, skipping others. He didn’t know what he was looked for, but he somehow had the feeling something was in there, just waiting for him to notice and make sense of. He returned to the first page—his first dream of Cameron. He remembered the evening as clearly as if it had been yesterday.
He had been going to bed after reading through some of the short stories his creative writing class had handed in that day. Some were really good, others…not so much. He had a glass of water, brushed his teeth, changed into an old T-shirt to sleep in, and crawled into his bed, tired as hell. He had fallen asleep soon after and there he had been. Cameron.
It had rained in his dream. A warm, but hard torrent-like summer rain had soaked through his shirt and jeans in seconds. He remembered how he could even smell the rain. The scent of wet earth and grass was thick in the air. He started to jog down the empty boardwalk of an unfamiliar town.
Everything had a surreal quality. There were no people besides himself. However there were stores, the diner at the corner, yet everything was closed down and dark and all the colors seemed washed out. Even so, he didn’t feel spooked, he felt like…he was finally where he needed to be and Jesse may not have been conscious of it, but he had a destination. Everything else was just a backdrop, like the cardboard scenery of a school play.
He slowly turned, looked around. And then, as if something clicked, he started to run, splattering through puddles on the asphalt. Then, suddenly, a golden shine broke through the windows of a storefront. Inviting, beckoning. A smile spread on his lips and he hastened his steps. Only moments later he pushed the door open. A cheerful chime announced him, the smell of old books and warmth enveloped him, followed by the tight embrace of strong arms.
“Jesus, Jesse. You’re completely soaked. Come in. I’ll bring you a towel and hot tea. Or coffee? And I have a hoodie in the backroom. You need to get out of these clothes and…” he was chided by a voice of dark honey and full of affection. He returned the embrace—holding on just as strong. He didn’t feel cold anymore, but warmed by Cameron’s affection, and knew he had reached his destination. His safe haven.
With the logic of a dream, it wasn’t a stranger that embraced him. He knew his name and talked to him, like he would to an old friend. Because the man, he was his…
“Cam…” he sighed and nuzzled his wet face into the warm skin of Cameron’s neck.
Gentle fingers carded through the wet spikes of his hair. “I’m so glad you came,” Cam murmured, his lips brushing softly against Jesse’s temple making him shiver involuntarily.
“I’m glad I’m here,” Jesse replied and felt the truth of his words echo in his whole being. He wanted to be nowhere else, but there.
He sank against Cam’s broad chest, unwilling to let go of him yet, basking in his body heat and loving embrace.
Jesse didn’t know how long they stood like that, holding onto each other, not wanting to part. But from that moment on Cam starred in his dreams every night. His sparkling eyes and broad smile, his long fingered elegant hands and embraces that smelled like summer.
Later, Cameron had pulled him in the back room, made him dry himself and change. Gave him coffee, mothered and chided him like a little boy. And Jesse…Jesse felt so loved and adored. He had been so happy in that dream. With the logic of dreams, he had simply accepted everything, never wondered.
Only when he found himself in Cameron’s company every night, sometimes even during naps, the dreams started to frighten him a bit because it was strange how they returned. How intense they felt to him, drawing him in with Cam’s alluring friendship and making him yearn to return to them, to Cam—so he missed Cameron every waking hour.
Still, reading over his notes regarding that dream, he didn’t find what he was looking for. Well, he didn’t even really know what it was he wanted to find. A hint? Something that would jog a memory loose, he had not yet written down?
When another yawn took him over, he forced himself to close the notepad. Maybe, if he really tried he could hold onto the questions he had for Cam, to anchor them in his mind. Liam’s advice to write everything down wasn’t a bad one, after all, so why should he not give another of his suggestions a try?
He put his laptop and notes on the nightstand and crawled under the comforter. What did he want to ask Cameron? There were many questions, but nothing specific came to mind at that moment. Who are you? Where are you? Are you real? Is this real? He turned on his side, snuggling deeper into the lavender scented pillow and sighed deeply. His mind still circling, he fell asleep soon afterward.
Meet Monika De Giorgi
Monika De Giorgi is a nerd, bookworm and author of M/M-Romance. Her first book got published 2007, three more followed since then. Her favorite genres are Paranormal Romance and Urban Fantasy (with a healthy dose of Romance). She lives with two dogs and her cat in the suburbs of Rosenheim (near Munich) and works as assistant for a film team. She’s never seen without something to read and traveling without her laptop and several notebads is just not imaginable. Mail: firstname.lastname@example.org
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