literature

Kissy Scenes

โ€œโ€ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต. ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด: ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ข.
๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง, ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ, ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. ๐˜ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ.โ€
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OFF MY FEET excerpt ๐Ÿ’‹
(Go here for blurb and synopsis!)
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Itโ€™s soooo hard choosing a quote from my own books. Something solid enough on its own and that wonโ€™t spoil anythingโ€ฆ I spent way too much time trying to find something for you, I settled for kisses ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹
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๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ Letโ€™s talk kissy scenes. In what book have you come across your favourite? Which ones gave you butterflies?
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Hope youโ€™re having a good day, being kind, keeping an inner eye out for implicit biases and weeding them out. Itโ€™s a work of awareness and itโ€™s constant and scary but also intensely satisfying. Growing hurts but itโ€™s still the very best thing for us and the world we live in.
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random idiots

โ€œYouโ€™d think that youโ€™d think before climbing into a car with random idiots.โ€

โ€œYa, I get it, Damien. I didnโ€™t think. I messed up .ย .ย . again.โ€

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: โ€œthis might be how Iโ€™m going to dieโ€ and clutching the side of my seat and mentally calling on God to do his will. Although I donโ€™t outright mention itโ€™s chicken theyโ€™re playing in the car in TNT, the picture is still painted. I hope you give it a read!!

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Have you ever been caught in a crazy situation, intentionally or accidentally, where you thought โ€œthis could be itโ€?

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

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tiny suns

โ€œ[…] 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.โ€

The Nirvana Threads

A magical realism book that dreams of making it to your tbr ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ–ค

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glittery flats

“It all felt very familiar to Carlie yet so different. Like a worn-out pair of shoes that have been stashed in the closet for years, and when finally put back on feel funny because you just donโ€™t wear glittery flats anymore. She was not the same person as when she left.โ€œ

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A quote from my book The Nirvana Threads released this past June

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a ton of bricks

โ€œThe first guitar chord felt like a ton of bricks in her rib cage, vibrating from the inside, filling her completely. The bass drum kicked in, resonating up and down her body, and then it was the snare, tightening her skin with each whipping snap. In seconds, they had made her body feel alive with new vigour; only seconds, and the song was at full speed. And just as quickly the whole floor became a soup of thrashing, wriggling punks.โ€

The Nirvana Threads is a love story, a spiritual adventure, a nostalgic time travel to the 90s, a playful exploring of the magical.

Check it out โ€ข officially drops tomorrow

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lasers shot from the sky

The winding road curved tightly up a hill, the trees letting through only sporadic dashes of light, like lasers shot from the sky. They turned down a lane, tire tracks the only proof of civilisation. Grass grew high all around, wild flowers higher still. The lane opened up to a small, sun-drenched lot enclosed by an infantry of trees guarding a little wooden cabin with a gable roof. Damien parked the car on a pebbled strip in the freshly mowed front yard.โ€

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Magical Realism Romance The Nirvana Threads

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the space between them

โ€œThe space between them was narrow. The smile that lived beside her just moments before had faded. His curled fingers gouged into his thighs, crumpling the fabric of his jeans. She would have reached for them. She should have. It would have been easy to hold his hand one last time. But her body was stiff, paralysed, her eyes transfixed. The moonlit trees on the horizon, the tall grasses and sign posts beyond the window behind him, all slowed to a near stop, as did her breath and the beating of her heart. Its thudding, held in time like a dripping faucet, echoed loudly in her head. She drove her chin through the mud-thick air to face the frontโ€”ahead, where there was now nothing but light.โ€

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The first paragraph of The Nirvana Threads

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Available in preorder through www.rachel-tremblay.com, otherwise this second baby of mine drops June 1st!

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the same messy life

Morning came. Tears had encrusted Carlieโ€™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.

โ€œUgh,โ€ she said, seeing herself in the mirror. โ€œYou look like shit, Carlie Jones.โ€

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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

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hello to you, too

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 wasnโ€™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 hadnโ€™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.

โ€œCrap,โ€ she said.

โ€œHello to you, too.โ€ 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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Just a Kiss

This wasnโ€™t love. This was icing on a cake she didnโ€™t know the flavour to yet. She wanted this moment, this tinge of delight. Easy and careless and pain-free.

โ€œJust a kiss,โ€ she murmured.

The Nirvana Threads, 90โ€™s punk & spiritual magic realism coming this summer