A warm welcome to author Rebecca Cohen Joining us today 🙂

Welcome Rebecca!

Summer Season by Rebecca Cohen

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Release Date: Oct 7 th 2015

Pages	127
Cover Artist	Paul Richmond

 

A warm welcome to Ryan who joined us today to answer some questions 🙂

Hi Ryan

Why did you agree to head down to Cornwall to be in the Sarky Player’s summer production?

To be honest acting is my main hobby, and it gives me the chance to completely forget about my very stressful day job. When I heard I could combine my hobby with a trip to the seaside I rushed to audition. I’d never been to Cornwall but had always wanted to. And it didn’t hurt that I wanted to play Puck in ‘A Midsummers Night’s Dream’ either.

What did you really feel when you first set eyes on Stuart?

Stuart is certainly an attractive individual. I didn’t immediately think he was gay (it was my friend Penny who figured that out), but we didn’t exactly get off to a good start… I might have called him an oaf and suggested he had a stick shoved so far up his arse he sneezed bark chippings.

Favourite childhood memory?

My grandparents have a number of apple trees, and during the school holidays I used to visit. My mum hates baking but my nan love to bake apple pie, and she used to let me help.

If you could be anywhere in the world/universe right know where would it be

I have a longish bucket list. But my number one spot is the Great Barrier Reef, maybe I can convince a certain Cornishman he’d like to learn to scuba drive.

One thing from your back story the reader won’t know from reading the book?

I’m a complete sucker for Christmas tat. I love those dancing reindeers and singing snowmen. Don’t tell Stuart… I don’t think he’d approve!

Blurb:

A Treading the Boards Novella

A trip down to Cornwall is just what Ryan Penniford needs to recover from the daily grind of London life. Ryan and his amateur dramatics society, the Sarky Players, are traveling to Porthcurno to perform at the stunning Minack Theatre. Stuart Box has returned to Cornwall after earning his PhD, and is killing time as he looks for a job back in London. Spending time with Ryan from the Sarky Players is a great way to take his mind off things. During their first meeting, sparks fly, but not in a good way, and they must work to get past their initial hostilities to discover they have great off-stage chemistry. Stuart soon learns Ryan is not the superficial man people assume he is, and Stuart likes what he sees. The feeling is entirely mutual. Pity Ryan is only visiting for two weeks, but both men want to see where this holiday romance might take them.

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Rebecca Cohen is a Brit abroad. Having swapped the Thames for the Rhine, she has left London behind and now lives with her husband and baby son in Basel, Switzerland. She can often be found with a pen in one hand and a cup of Darjeeling in the other.

Blog: http://rebeccacohenwrites.wordpress.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/R_Cohen_writes

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rebecca.cohen.710

DSP author page: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=55_462

Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Rebecca-Cohen/e/B007UEFIXS/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

 

 

Chapter One STUART SPLUTTERED as he took a deep breath of sea air. He must’ve been away from Cornwall for too long if the once restorative powers of the sea made him sound like he had bronchitis. He lifted his heavy rucksack into a more comfortable position and set off down the coastal path and away from where he’d asked his friend to drop him. No one had thought to tell the weather it was meant to be high summer—the gray sky threatened rain. The strong, warm wind buffeted Stuart, despite him being weighed down with the possessions from his now ex-house share. July in Cornwall could be amazing, but not today. The weather gods must be suffering from a hangover and were taking out their annoyance on the inhabitants of Porthcurno. Stuart stepped to one side to let a family of five pass by, the little boy taking great delight in antagonizing his two older sisters with a constant barrage of whys. He should have asked to be dropped closer to the service road to his mum’s cottage, but he’d been away from the sea for so long and jumped at the chance for a twenty-minute walk following the coast. He hadn’t factored in the heavy rucksack on his back or the way the straps might dig into his shoulders. When would he learn not to romanticize the mundaneness of daily life? Maybe if he’d got his head out of the clouds, he’d have a job rather than be slinking back home to do his job-hunting. His PhD in molecular developmental biology was all very well and good, but it didn’t help his temporary employment chances in the Cornish tourist industry while he looked farther afield for an academic position. As he approached the bar gate across the path to a small collection of cottages, he saw Malcolm leaning against the gate. “Back again, I see. Big Smoke too smoky for you?” Malcolm had been a fixture of the village for as long as Stuart could remember. The only thing that seemed to change was the extent of the gray hair on his head and in his beard. “Not exactly. But it’s always nice to be back by the sea.” “I dare say you couldn’t have picked a uni farther from the sea if you tried.” “London’s not quite that bad, Malcolm.” “Well, your mum’ll be glad to see you. Talks about you all the time.” “She’s always been one to bore the neighbors.” Malcolm patted him on the shoulder and opened the gate. Walking toward the cottage brought back a flood of memories from growing up there and playing with Malcolm’s cheeky Tibetan terrier. Shirley, Malcolm’s wife, used to spoil him rotten, making Stuart chocolate chip cookies during their frequent babysitting stints. “Your mum’s not sent me deaf yet, lad. Even after living next to her for all these years. Speak of the devil, ’ere she comes.” Moments later Stuart was engulfed, not really caring that some people would consider him too old to be hugged by his mum. Malcolm chuckled. “Careful there, Fi. You’ll break the lad.” Fiona pulled away, and Stuart was powerless to stop her pressing a wet kiss to his cheek. “Nonsense, my little man’s made of sterner stuff. He won’t break from a mama cuddle.” Stuart wiped away the bright pink lipstick, knowing complaining would result in a matching smear on the other cheek. Malcolm waved a good-bye as he headed for his own cottage. Stuart let Fiona lead him inside. “It’s so lovely to have you home, Stuart. Even the cat’s missed you.” “If Sprocket’s missed me, then it’s only because she had one less minion to open her food.”

 

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