a look at XYZ by William Knight #Humorous #Fiction @_William_Knight @SDSXXTours

XYZ :
One Man, two kids, ten devices and an internet-sized generation gap
by William Knight
Genre: Humorous Fiction
From a former Guardian and BBC writer, and author of The Donated, comes a hilarious story of mid-life crisis, family, technology, and coping with the modern workplace.
Jack Cooper is a depressed, analogue throwback; a cynical, alcoholic Gen-Xer whose glory days are behind him. He’s unemployed, his marriage has broken down, he’s addicted to internet hook-ups, and is deeply ashamed of his son Geronimo, who lives life dressed as a bear.
When Jack’s daughter engineers a job for him at totally-lit tech firm Sweet, he’s confronted by a Millennial and Zoomer culture he can’t relate to. He loathes every detail – every IM, gif and emoji – apart from Freya, twenty years his junior and addicted to broadcasting her life on social media.
Can Jack evolve to fit in at Sweet, or will he remain a dinosaur stuck in the 1980s? And will he halt his slide into loneliness and repair his family relationships?
XYZ is for every Gen-Xer who ever struggled with a device, and for everyone else who loves emojis … said no one ever.
‘Essential reading for anyone in the workplace over 40, and a handbook for those cocky bastards who are not.’ – Paula (Boomer, wannabe GenX)
William Knight’s writing credits include The Guardian, The Financial Times and the BBC, among many others publications, where he has written about the successes and failings of technology.
He currently lives in Wellington, NZ, where he works as an IT consultant and writes blistering content for technology firms.
The Donated, (first published as Generation), is a thriller based on the dangers of experimenting with viral DNA and ignoring science. It features a techno-phobic journo.
XYZ is a mid-life car crash. Jack Cooper works for a super-cool tech firm and can’t operate his own mobile phone. Besides, his life is falling apart because his family is addicted to the internet.
Other novels, The Fractured and Foretold, may be available “one day” he says.
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Welcome to Ann Crawford w/ ‘Fresh off the Starship’ @ann_crawford1 @GoddessFish #WomensFiction #SciFi #Humor

Today we have author Ann Crawford visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* I’m a fun-loving, world-traveling, high-flying, deep-diving, and living-to-the-max author of eight books. When I’m not flying planes, scuba diving, climbing every mountain (on the back of my husband’s motorcycle) or riding the world’s fastest roller coasters, you can find me in my writing nest with a view of Colorado’s Rocky Mountains out the window. I’ve lived all over–from both oceans white with foam, to the prairie, and now to the mountain. Yes, a little backwards, but what the hey.
* My bestselling and award-winning novels go as high and deep as I do—they’re profound yet funny; playful although poignant; heart-opening and heart-lifting; thought-provoking and inspiring; and edgy while universal. I’m also a screenwriter and award-winning filmmaker and humanitarian.

Today Ann Crawford will be talking about the best and worst pieces of writing advice she’s ever received.
* Well, the worst advice is easy: someone once told me to “Grow up!” and get a real, “practical” job, and give up this being-a-writer dream. Ugh! If I was writing books and people were saying, “Have you considered bagging groceries at Safeway instead?” I might consider giving it up. Well, I take that back—I write because I love it and I have to…it’s just who I am and what I do. So even if my books didn’t appeal to anyone else, I’d still write. But I do get great accolades from readers, reviewers, and award-givers, so I’m delighted it’s all working out.
* That unsolicited advice was so crazy awful! And he was a person of influence in my life. If I hadn’t been so driven, come from a highly creative family where such “crazy” pursuits were the norm (although so was keeping the day job until the creative pursuit could pay the way), and been so stubborn by nature, he might have decimated that dream. I wrote him a long letter telling him how wrong he was and to never dash someone’s goals like that. He later said, “Well, I guess you’ll show me.” Check!
* The best advice is also easy: “Keep writing!” Included in that would be “the seat of the pants to the seat of the chair” at a prescheduled, uninterruptible time and preferably behind a closed door…a playlist for each book (actually, that’s mine—no one ever suggested that to me but it works really, really well; the music becomes Pavlovian after a while, automatically dropping me into the world of the book)…and, well, if that’s where the joy is, nothing’s going to stop it.

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* Love to laugh? You’ll enjoy this feel-good tale.
* A starbeing skyrockets to Earth from the other side of forever with a specific assignment: to help steer humanity away from the collision course it’s on. But we all know how travel can get drastically diverted–instead of landing in Washington, D.C., where she could assist on a grand geopolitical scale, she ends up in…Kansas!
* Wrong place, right time? Join our shero on this whimsical journey as she pursues her purpose as well as discovers the beauty of life and love on Earth.

~ Excerpt ~

* She catches a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror and lets out a gasp of surprise. She looks down at her body and then back at her reflection. She turns to the right, then to the left, then even more to the right, and then even more to the left.
* She gazes at her long limbs and then at the gentle curves and soft swells with interesting shapes, patterns and varying colors. She’d seen the human form during her training, but it’s quite different seeing it in person, literally, as a person.
* This vehicle is amazingly beautiful!
* The morning starlight casts her in a golden glow. She turns and looks over her shoulder to see the back of her in the mirror. Her long, light-brown-colored hair falls down her back like a veil.
* It’s one thing to study human beings. It’s a whole other thing altogether to be encased in this gorgeous piece of Creation.
* She wanders down the hall to the bathroom. She examines the tub and the faucets, remembering coming across such objects in her Googling and Youtubing. She starts filling the tub, adjusting the temperature to something that feels good, and climbs in.
* Holy Heaven!
* Not only is the water pressing against her, head to toe, a sensory pleasure in itself, she also runs her hands over this luscious body thing of hers. Nothing in her eternal life had ever felt like this. “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Buy Fresh off the Starship here…
Amazon – US

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Thank you for joining us here today, Ann Crawford! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

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a look at Bea Stevens & ‘Best Foot Forward’ #ChickLit #Romance #Humor

Today we have author Bea Stevens visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Bea lives in the beautiful countryside of Shropshire, England, but is never averse to taking a trip to the local (and not-so-local) towns to check out the big stores for new shoes and bags (all in the name of research, of course :)).
* She has worked mainly in catering and admin, but had to give up her job when her fight against breast cancer took another downward turn. An eternal optimist, she took the opportunity to write – something she has always loved. Every cloud… and all that!
* She hopes very much that you share her sense of humour and that you enjoy her first Chick Lit novel, Best Foot Forward.
* Please feel free to contact her on Facebook

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* Liberty ‘Libby’ Lawrence adores designer labels – even though she can’t afford many. And she especially loves shoes. Her favourites are Christian Louboutins – though not those fake ones Bianca Morrison-Wright gets from the market (the red paint rubs off the soles and everything!)
* She’s working as a manager (albeit junior manager) at a London hotel, when the boss announces that there has been a theft from his office. Libby couldn’t help noticing some strange marks on his carpet when she was called in for a reprimand recently (not that it was her fault, or anything) which lead her to surmise who the thief is.
* Detective Sergeant James Harper, the hunky policemen who is assigned the case, seems interested in her theory – until she names her number one suspect. Libby is devastated, not only because he doesn’t believe her but – more importantly – that this guy knows NOTHING about shoes!
* As Libby struggles to convince the sergeant that her hunch is right, her boss that she’s ready for promotion and herself that she’s not really falling for the gorgeous copper, she realises that maybe she’s wrong about the theft, she’s not suited to the hotel industry and that the handsome hunk is married!

~ Excerpt ~

* I’m busy watching a yummy copper-haired guy who’s just walked through from the bar and is looking around. It’s him. It’s Mr Handsome Hunk himself.
* Oh my God.
* My heart pounds like a bass drum.
* Cassie’s nearest and goes up to him, seating him on table twelve, just next to the deuce by the window. That’s a table of two, by the way, not just a tennis term.
* I quickly pick up a menu and head over, trying not to catch the attention of the two reporters on the next table. Cassie’s eyes flash at me as our paths cross, and I suspect she’s thinking the same as me – what a stud!
* ‘Good afternoon, sir.’ I smile as I hand him the menu. ‘The soup today is potato and leek, and I’m afraid we’ve run out of lamb.’
* He doesn’t even smile as he takes the menu from me. There’s a thud in my stomach.
* ‘Pity, I quite fancy lamb today.’
* I daren’t tell him what – or rather who – I fancy.
* ‘Sorry, sir.’
* He frowns; I hope it’s not because of the lamb.
* ‘Just be careful of the vegetables,’ Ben calls over from the next table.
* ‘You’re okay if you just want a pea, though,’ Rob chimes in with a chuckle.
* Very funny. I shoot them a dirty look, stick my nose in the air and walk away. Or at least, I would have walked away if my heel hadn’t got caught in the tablecloth as I spun around. I yelp as my ankle twists and there’s a clatter of silverware as the contents of table twelve hurtle through the air, firing all around me like bullets as I fall with a hefty slam, ending up sprawled across the floor in between the two tables.
* ‘Libby, are you okay?’ Cassie’s there in an instant. I peer up gingerly, having covered my head with my arms in case the wineglasses came crashing over me.
* ‘I think so,’ I say, sitting up carefully.
* The reporters on table fourteen are laughing hysterically, while the man on twelve is shaking his head and holding two glasses in his hands.
* ‘I’m really sorry.’ I slowly stand while Cassie gathers the cutlery.
* ‘I saved these.’ The man hands me the two wineglasses. ‘Perhaps I could sit at table thirteen instead?’
* ‘I’m afraid we don’t have one,’ I murmur. ‘It’s considered, um… unlucky.’

Buy Best Foot Forward here…
Amazon – US | Amazon – UK

Thank you for joining us here today, Bea Stevens! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.