Sunday, April 23, 2017

An Excerpt - Goodbye, My Love

'Jess felt his hand in the small of her back, his palm hot against her cold skin, and she looked up into his face. His jaw was locked again. 

The next moment she gasped when she missed the first step, the laptop bag slipping from her fingers. Screwing her eyes up tight, she braced herself for the fall. 

It never came. 

Instead she found herself wrapped in the doctor’s arms, safe against his chest. She felt every inch of him against her, his heart hammering against her breasts. The surprise was his erection pushing against her. There was no time for her to consider what the cold did to penises, and him having an erection regardless, because his mouth closing over hers wiped all thought from her head. 

His lips were cold, but heat flowed through her. She wrapped her arms around him, because her knees threatened to buckle under her. His head angled, his arms securing her to him.

This was so unexpected of the grumpy doctor, so out of character for him. She wasn’t getting the job because of this, Ben Arnold’s attraction to her. 

When thunder boomed directly overhead again, he jerked away from her. Jess staggered, prying her eyes open with difficulty against the rain pouring into them. 

Fists planted on his hips, the doctor breathed heavily at the soggy ground. Rain plastered his hair to his head and dripped off his nose, a muscle jumping in his jaw. Eventually he looked at her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know what came over me. I don’t normally pounce on women I barely know. I assure you that you are quite safe with me. Let’s get out of this rain.” His eyes dipped. “You’re cold.” Taking the laptop bag from her and hooking it over his shoulder with the other one, he took her hand.

Just barely resisting the urge to cross her free arm over her embarrassingly recalcitrant nipples, she valiantly tried to keep up with his long strides, her feet slipping around in her high-heeled sandals. It wasn’t her fault it was raining. And he’d kissed her. Of course her body would react to such an onslaught.

For a first kiss, it had been pretty darn spectacular. He, and anybody else who cared to look, were welcome to know that it had hit the spot. Now, more than ever, she wanted to stay right here, to see where this thing would take them.'

A South African ghost story in two parts, Goodbye, My Love is releasing on May 29 and book two, PS: I Love you in October. 

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Sunday, April 9, 2017

Time-Travel vs Time-Bending

When I started writing Goodbye, My Love, I had no plan of messing with the chronology of time. What fascinated me was parallel stories within a story. But as the story unfolded, time bent by itself. And it works. It's only now, with hindsight, that I question what time-travel and time-bending actually is.

When either concepts are mentioned, sci-fi movies immediately come to mind. In these, use is made of fantastic contraptions to travel through time in, from a telephone booth in Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, to a Delorean in Back to the Future. 
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In reality, no such equipment is needed as time is relative. We all know the three dimensions of space: length, width and depth, but what we seem to forget is that time is the forth dimension. Time has no meaning without space and the two act together as the space-time continuum. Whatever happens, it involves both space and time.

Here is a wonderful article I found that explains it far better and in greater depth than I ever can:
I have often wondered about people disappearing without a trace. Could it be possible that they got lost in time without intending to?

But what about time bending to take a person from now to an alternative now in the past or the future? This is not the same as time-travel. I found this article on how to bend time: What do you make of that?

The next question I ask myself, is whether it is possible to be in the same place but at a different time - sort of in a different level or dimension? Here is but one article - and there are many - on research findings into the levels of time: it possible to be in one place at two or more different times? Is it possible to move backward and forward in time when space remains constant? I would say that if one accepts that time isn't flat (linear), then anything is possible.

Goodbye, My Love is available for pre-order here:
and will be released on May 29, 2017

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