book – Rachel Tremblay

Kissy Scenes

July 23, 2020 rachel(le)

“…𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵. 𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘴: 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢.
𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦.”
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OFF MY FEET excerpt 💋
(Go here for blurb and synopsis!)
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It’s soooo hard choosing a quote from my own books. Something solid enough on its own and that won’t spoil anything… I spent way too much time trying to find something for you, I settled for kisses 💋💋💋
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👁‍🗨 Let’s talk kissy scenes. In what book have you come across your favourite? Which ones gave you butterflies?
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Hope you’re having a good day, being kind, keeping an inner eye out for implicit biases and weeding them out. It’s a work of awareness and it’s constant and scary but also intensely satisfying. Growing hurts but it’s still the very best thing for us and the world we live in.
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book quote, literature, Topaz

Topaz now in Paperback

April 7, 2020 rachel(le)

“𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙸 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎.”

𝚃𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚣: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 & 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖

All ages quirky dystopian high fantasy quest 🙌🏽

Dear friends, Topaz is now available in paperback! It’s exactly the same as the hardcover on the inside — map, moth pages, glossary — and it’s available everywhere online ! Voilà!! Tis done and i’m happy that this option is out there now!

I hope you are all doing wonderfully!
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book quote, literature, Topaz

the trees would open

September 18, 2018September 18, 2018 rachel(le)

“Our first day traveling down the river ended. There was a sense of anticipation in the air, a hint of the importance of what was to come. Burma yanked at a blanket with his teeth. I took it from him and pulled it up over our snuggled bodies. Fiddling through my slingbags, I found some dried fruit, which we ate while staring expectantly for the moments when the trees would open above us and allow us to see the immense beauty of the night sky, its brilliant starlight showering the eventide with charm. Every time the trees closed up again, our eyelids drooped a little more, until they shut.”

Excerpt From

Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem

Anticipation can keep us going sometimes when we hit a lull. What are some things you’re looking forward to before then end of the year? 🖤

I’m looking forward to watching my kids dance in the nutcracker, finishing editing my new novel, finding a new apartment to live in that has a yard (and hopefully a brick wall!)

Happy Tuesday! 🖤

literature, The Nirvana Threads

random idiots

August 24, 2018 rachel(le)

“You’d think that you’d think before climbing into a car with random idiots.”

“Ya, I get it, Damien. I didn’t think. I messed up . . . again.”

The opening scene of the Nirvana Threads was inspired by my experience, once upon a time, hitchhiking in British Columbia, Canada. The driver was playing chicken on the highway with random cars from the opposite lane. I remember thinking: “this might be how I’m going to die” and clutching the side of my seat and mentally calling on God to do his will. Although I don’t outright mention it’s chicken they’re playing in the car in TNT, the picture is still painted. I hope you give it a read!!

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click here to check it out! : www.rachel-tremblay.com

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Have you ever been caught in a crazy situation, intentionally or accidentally, where you thought “this could be it”?

Sending mucho warm, loving vibes to you this Friday! Keep safe!

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book quote, literature, The Nirvana Threads

tiny suns

July 30, 2018 rachel(le)

“[…] the inked words. How meaningless they could have seemed a few months before, and somehow rich with parallels now. Impressions of how they related to her existence sailed her mind, passing through in waves. Like tiny suns of understanding bursting at the crest of each ripple, the longer she sat with the words, the more intense became her clarity. And then, quite suddenly, as if stepping out of a cold sea, Carlie felt wide awake, washed clean of the dirt that had been pulling her down.”

The Nirvana Threads

A magical realism book that dreams of making it to your tbr 😆🖤

Check www.rachel-tremblay.com for goodies and highlights on my instagram account for reviews 🖤

Topaz

Mirth as per Topaz’s Glossary – “T”

July 23, 2018July 23, 2018 rachel(le)

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See Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem to learn more about Mirth and all its weirdness!

book quote, literature, The Nirvana Threads

green eyes

June 9, 2018 rachel(le)

“Carlie noticed only now how green his eyes were. She thought it funny how quickly a person could change in someone’s eyes. For better or for worse.”

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The Nirvana Threads (👈 click for more info + goodies)

book quote, literature, The Nirvana Threads

the same messy life

May 14, 2018 rachel(le)

Morning came. Tears had encrusted Carlie’s hair to her face. Her swollen eyelids, opening with difficulty, exposed the same messy life she had fallen asleep to. Her feet struggled out of the blanket wrapped around her limbs, off the couch and onto the cold floor. With an in-breath, she pushed herself up from the sinking cushions, the springs creaking as she rose, and dragged her bare soles with dry, swishy noises all the way to the bathroom.

“Ugh,” she said, seeing herself in the mirror. “You look like shit, Carlie Jones.”

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The Nirvana Threads, a 90s punk & spiritual magical realism romance

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Available for pre-order at Barnes & Noble! Order now and get it for June 1st

book quote, The Nirvana Threads

hello to you, too

May 7, 2018November 25, 2018 rachel(le)

It was a sunny morning. The cool air swooshing through the windows filled the house with the smell of blossoms and fresh- cut grass. There wasn’t anywhere she needed to be, so Carlie puttered around until she flopped into the living-room armchair with the raggedy Kerouac novel Leo had lent her. She hadn’t even flipped the first page when a knock came at the door.

Carlie grunted out of her sprawl and went to open it. It was Lucas.

“Crap,” she said.

“Hello to you, too.” He smiled, attempting to let himself in.

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The Nirvana Threads, a punk and spiritual magic realism romance.

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glittering eulogies

May 7, 2018May 7, 2018 rachel(le)

“We held hands, each silently giving our eulogies. The emotion projected from our swollen hearts was palpable, so much so that after a while, discernible strings of light, curly and drooping, were cast from us to him, creating a floating web of golden glitter. It gently fell and alit over [his] lifeless body where it melted away. Just as smoothly as that did he turn into creamy white stone – as did the spirtles, byrds, and all the critters that had snuggled up with him.”

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High fantasy “Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem”

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