There is also some exciting news! Weak At The Knees received a 4 out of 5 rating from The Sun, a UK national paper with over 2 million readers!
READ THIS: HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!! Jo Kessel is bringing the price of WEAK AT THE KNEES down to 99 cents December 22-January 6 2014.
Bio
When Jo was ten years
old she wrote a short story about losing a loved one. Her mother and big sister
were so moved by the tale that it made them cry. Having reduced them to tears
she vowed that the next time she wrote a story it would make them smile
instead. Happily she succeeded and with this success grew an addiction for
wanting to reach out and touch people with words. Jo lives in London with her
husband and three children where she works as a TV and print journalist. She
tells life stories and can often be found travelling the globe researching the
next big holiday hotspots for readers to enjoy. Since becoming a mother
anything even remotely sad makes her cry. She’s a sucker for a good romance and
tear-jerker movies are the worst. She’s that woman in the cinema, struggling to
muffle audible wails as everyone else turns round to stare. P.S Jo’s pretty certain one of her daughters has inherited this gene.
Blurb
“We got so busy living life that we forgot to
live our dreams.”
Danni Lewis has been playing it safe for twenty-six years, but her sheltered existence is making her feel old ahead of time. When a sudden death plunges her into a spiral of grief, she throws caution to the wind and runs away to France in search of a new beginning.
The moment ski instructor Olivier du Pape enters her shattered world she falls hard, in more ways than one.
Their mutual desire is as powerful and seductive as the mountains around them. His dark gypsy looks and piercing blue eyes are irresistible.
Only she must resist, because he has a wife – and she’d made a pact to never get involved with a married man.
But how do you choose between keeping your word and being true to your soul?
Excerpt
Olivier sits next to me on the piano stool. We’re even
closer than that day up the mountain and it’s even more intoxicating. His body
is so close to mine that the slightest adjustment would have us touching. I can
feel his heat, an electrical charge which makes the side of my leg that’s
almost brushing his tingle all the way down. He pulls up his woolly, navy
sleeves. “Shall we?” I note the gold wedding band on his dark, manly hands as
his fingers hover above the keyboard. I nod, not trusting myself to speak,
thinking the sooner he starts playing piano the better, to distract me from
this powerful attraction. He crashes both hands down with flair and starts
playing his version of the Boogie Woogie.
It’s slightly jazzier and more sophisticated than mine. I let him play by
himself for a while, enjoying watching him, surprised by how good he is. The rhythm gets to me, my upper torso unconsciously pulsing forward, toes tapping in my shoes. I put my mug down on top of the piano and start trying to improvise a Gerswhin-esque melody line, fluttering my right hand up and down the keyboard in syncopation to Olivier’s beat. For about ten minutes we thump away, cheesy grins on our faces, occasionally catching each others’ eye. We play whatever comes into our heads, changing the mood and key from time to time. Sometimes it works and sometimes it’s a discordant mess, but it doesn’t matter. By the time Olivier eventually tires and crashes a final chord, our bodies are touching all the way from our shoulders to our knees. I don’t want to move, which is exactly why I do. I stand up, to recover my senses and my drink.
Short interview with Jo
1. Any weird things you do when you’re alone?
My house is always really busy. As well as the husband and three small children we also have a live-in au pair who helps me out with childcare. It’s such a rare moment to actually have the house to myself that (I’m blushing as I write this) I find it quite liberating to just be in my birthday suit and wander around the house………………………………..is that too much information?
2. What is your favorite quote and why?
Rudyard
Kipling: “If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two
imposters just the same.”
My
father gave my siblings and I a financial incentive to learn Kipling’s famous
poem “If” when we were growing up. I remember being about 8 years old and able
to recite the poem verbatim. Life is never easy and is always full of ups and
downs, successes and failures. This quote has always reminded me that its
important to be strong in the face of adversity and that if we can face up to
our failures and take positives from them, then it can only serve to make us
stronger and more successful in the long term.
3. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
4. Which mythological creature are you most like?
5. What are four things you can’t live without?
Yoga
mat
Sun
lounger in the back garden (does that count as two things?)
Ice-cream
Passport
But
now that I’ve written that list I realize that my answer really should have
been: my husband and three children.
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Jo loves to hear from her readers and they can connect with her on:
Twitter: @jo_kessel
Thank you so much for having me and my new book Weak at the Knees on your blog today!
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure, Jo!
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ReplyDeleteJo...Congrats on your New Adult debut! That whole genre seems pretty new to me. I've read a couple of titles in it and think it's great for the community college students in my library. They don't care for the YA label and New Adult is more their speed--young, contemporary.
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Sounds like a great story. Loved your comments. Especially the one where you said we had to have ups and downs in our lives to make us stronger.
ReplyDeleteYes............I think I may have revealed (excuse the pun) a little bit TOO much in my answers there!
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