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William Auch is a physician residing in Sacramento, California.
When not seeing patients, he writes, studies French, and travels the world.
LOVE
IN PROVENCE By William Auch
BLURB:
When John Martin is forced to sell his tech company, he decides to take a six-month vacation to the south of France.
When he meets Madame Garcin, her daughter
Sophie, and her granddaughter Isabelle, his life is changed forever. What began as a long vacation becomes a
journey of self-discovery marked by love, loss, and tragedy.
He is molded by this family of three
generations of women, tempered by tragedy themselves, in ways that he could
never have imagined.
Here's A Taste of William:
EXCERPT:
EXCERPT:
It seemed to John that the next three weeks
could not go by fast enough. He was energized and quickly got back into the
routine of jogging along the Embarcadero. It was a Sunday morning and John had
made it all the way to the Marina Green, which was farther than the length of
his usual run.
The green was filled with joggers, mothers
pushing strollers, and the sailors heading for the yacht harbor. The sky was
bright blue and cloudless, and a stiff breeze blew into the harbor from the
other side of the Golden Gate. John stopped in the middle of the green to catch
his breath and looked up to see a sky full of kites. There were large ones,
small ones, one that looked like a dragon, and another which resembled a bird,
all in a kaleidoscope of colors that were enhanced by the sun from above. They
all danced in the wind, some darting side to side, and others diving toward
each other as if to demonstrate who owned the skies. Some would descend to the
ground then dart back up into the sky again.
Off to one side was a small girl with a
pony tail, who ran across the grass as though she were about to lift off like a
bird. Behind her she towed a small red kite, which stubbornly refused to become
airborne despite her best attempts to launch it. Each time the kite plunged to
the grass she would tighten the string again and make another run at it, only
to have the kite rise about ten feet, then plummet to the grass. She tried over
and over again with such determination, John wondered how long she had been at
it. After each failed attempt she would look over at her mother who was keeping
an eye on her from a distance, then the girl would continue with more
determination than the previous attempt. John thought about Isabelle and how
much he missed her. He could not wait to see her. He could imagine Isabelle
when she was young, pulling on the kite string with the same determination as
the little girl.
John walked over to her mother sitting on
the grass and asked with a smile, “Do you mind if I give her a hand?”
Her mother raised her eyebrows at first and
studied John from top to bottom, but then a smile slowly crept onto her face.
“Sure, why not?”
Good to meet you, William! Love the setting for this book.
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Good to meet you, William! Love the setting for this book.
Don't forget to leave a comment for the chance to win a $25 Amazon GC
Great excerpt!
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What was the best advice that was given to you, when you started writting?
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For some reason, I feel that this romance will have a sad ending. No idea why. Intriguing though.
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I hope that it wont have a only sad ending.
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to Lyra and Christine. I'm not going to tell you anymore about the plot.LOL For Emiliana25..... best advice was to just sit down and write. Everyone is just great here. I've really enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to read this book, I like the fact that it's about a man that is lost (on the inside) and finding himself with the help of a family of women that he meets while of his long vacation in the south of France. The setting itself sounds romantic.
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