Please Welcome my fellow Echelon author, Ella Grey. She’s super talented, supportive and nice. You can find her on her website, or twitter @ellagrey26
It took me awhile to figure out what this blog was going to be about. So far, in this blog tour I’ve talked about myself and mentioned the characters I’m currently writing about. Now I’m going to tell you who has inspired me.
I come from a very creative family, a majority of us, paint, take photos and create just about anything. If not wooden ornaments, computers and speakers. That’s how varied it gets in my family.
I know I probably wouldn’t be here without my family to inspire me.
Right, first off we have the parents and for this blog I’ll focus on them, since I have a huge family. Especially on my Dad’s side.
I can talk to all of them about being a writer, but let’s start with my stepmum, Beryl. Beryl has always been the most positive person I’ve ever known, she is the life of the party and likes to dance around with a wooden spoon, singing Bay City Rollers or Shania Twain. We have a shared love of Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series and my character Rachel takes her last name from Beryl’s maiden name. That’s how much I love and respect her, and it honours her as well. Rachel is kickarse and so is Beryl.
Mum has always been a constant, she is patient to a fault but is not afraid to tell me where I’m going wrong. She can be quite formidable for someone smaller than me. We talk about story lines and where I can improve or link something up.
Now Dad, I’ve always had a great relationship with him. We have the same sense of humour, so when we see each other there’s always laughter. Dad has always encouraged me and it was him who said. “Ella if you go to sleep thinking of writing, and wake up thinking the same. You should be a writer.”
People talk about attending writers circles for feedback and you might think that parents will sugar coat it for you. Not my parents, they’re incredibly proud of me but that doesn’t mean they don’t keep my feet firmly on the ground.
Rachel Valentine should be scared, especially when she wakes up in a strange room with no memory of how she got there. It’s hardly normal. Luckily, Rachel isn’t your typical girl. She’s certain there’s a perfectly logical reason. She just has to figure it out.
Going through her bag raises more questions than answers. She finds money, a fake ID, and clothes. All the things the nuns had taken away and stashed in Mother Superior’s office. Rachel has no idea how she got them back, or how she ended up hundreds of miles away. She remembers going to be sleep in Scotland in a tiny boarding school. So how did she end up in London?
Something is tickling her memory and she’s sure it involves her family, but she isn’t quite ready to face the wrath of her parents, at least not before she figures out exactly where she is and why