Author Guest Post
Facts and Fiction about Long Island,
NY
Most of the
time when people hear I’m from Long Island they think two things. One: Traffic
and two: They hear in their head “Lawn Guyland.”
Well, today
I’m going to tell you the facts and maybe dispel a few myths for you.
1)
Fact, Long Island has traffic. Lots of it. Nassau County at rush
hour is basically one very large parking lot. It’s okay, though. It offers us
the opportunity to nap on the way home. J Okay, I’m kidding…but only a little
bit, that’s the crazy part.
2)
Fiction (kinda) There are only two
counties. Well,
geographically, there are four counties on Long Island, but Brooklyn and Queens
are never included sine they’re part of New York City. So if someone says
they’re from Long Island, you can rest assured they’re either from Nassau or
Suffolk.
3)
Fact, we have awesome beaches. Even though we are very close to
the mainland, we are indeed an island, surrounded by water. Our beaches are as
different as they are beautiful. On the north shore, the beaches are rocky,
sometimes surrounded by high cliffs. The south shore is flat and sandy.
4)
Fiction, we pronounce it Lawn
Guyland. No…just,
no. I have lived here all my life and I’ve met maybe three people who actually
pronounce it this way and chances are they were from Queens, or from out of
town. We do, however, pronounce
coffee as cawfee, and dog doesn’t not rhyme with log here.
5)
Fact, we have the best bagels and
pizza. I'm
not kidding. I've traveled. And while Chicago can give us a fair challenge in
the pizza race (they still lose, IMO :) ) no place comes close to our bagels.
Long Island truly is a wonderful place to live. It is any
wonder I decided to build my own town there? Come visit us in the fictional
town of Seashore Cove and get a feel for what life is like living on Long
Island.
About The Author
Maggie Van Well writes contemporary romance, sometimes with a supernatural twist. She lives on
Long Island with her husband, four insane children (no idea where they get that
from) and two entertaining Italian Greyhounds: Rosie, and Santa's Little Helper.
She also has two ringed-neck doves, because, ya know, who doesn’t like getting
woken up at two in the morning by cooing?
Maggie’s love of the ocean was her
inspiration for the fictional seaside town of Seashore Cove. She’s addicted to
café mochas, Godiva chocolate, and hidden object games.
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Book 2: Love and Laugh in Seashore Cove Series
Publisher: Booktrope Publishing
Publication Date: February 15, 2016
Format: Paperback - 282 pages
Kindle - 581 KB
Nook - 474 KB
ISBN: 978-1513708478
ASIN: B01BU3VUDG
BNID: 2940158054884
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Book 1: Crazy Little Thing Called Matchmaking
Book 2: Angels In Seashore Cove
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Disclaimer: I received a copy of the book from the author / publisher in exchange for my honest review.
Book Description:
Two romances. One chance.
Back in college, Dianna Sheldon made a pledge to the Saving-It-Sisters, promising to save herself for “The One.” As her thirtieth birthday approaches, Dianna decides to break that pledge before she reaches that milestone. But she discovers that attempting to break a promise is not as easy as it seems, especially with her best friend, Sean, blocking her every step of the way.
Sean Donovan has always been a wild child, but Dianna always managed to keep him grounded. When she tells him she wants to lose her virginity, he makes it his mission to stop her from making a huge mistake.
Adriel is a guardian angel watching over his charges on Earth, Dianna Sheldon and Sean Donovan as they head down a path that will lead them away from each other — and their ‘happily ever after.’
So Adriel enlists the help of an archangel, Jude, to come up with a plan to save these two souls. They send down two rookies to nudge Dianna and Sean onto the right path, and in the interim, hopefully right a sixteen-year old wrong.
Book Excerpt:
The doorbell responded in synchronized rhythm to Sean’s repeated
pushing of its button. Without messing up the tempo, he reached for his cell
phone and checked the time again. 9:06. Dianna should be ready by now.
“What the hell, Sean?” Tucker called from the backseat of the
charcoal gray Land Rover idling in Dianna’s driveway. “Just go in and get her.
You walk in every other time.”
Sean faced him, still pressing the doorbell. His brother leaned
out of the back window, glaring. Dianna’s brothers, Derek and Patrick were in
the front, their brows raised in question.
“Not in the mornings. I always text first. She has yet to answer
the one I sent when we were pulling up the street. What if she’s in the
shower?”
Tucker grinned. “What’s your point?”
“Touché, my brother.” He faced the door again. If she didn’t
answer in the next few seconds, he’d do just that. Text or no text.
She’d never been a morning person, but this was ridiculous. He’d
gotten about as much sleep as she had, probably less and he was up and ready to
roll.
Even though last night had been weird.
He wasn’t sure whether it was the baffling and hazy images of
Dianna constantly invading his dreams. Or the shouting voices he swore he’d
heard.
The door violently swung open. Dianna stood there in a plush
white robe she’d had since freshman year in high school, glaring at him. Her
hair a mass of golden frizz, haphazardly twisted into a long braid that hung
over her right shoulder.
He bit his lip to keep from laughing.
“Ring that doorbell again and I swear you’ll die young.”
“You’re not dressed yet?” Sean turned to yell to the guys.
“She’s not dressed yet!”
A chorus of groans followed.
“I am dressed,” she replied. “For bed, which is where I’m
going.” She turned and lumbered back toward her room.
Sean entered before the door closed completely. “We’re supposed
to go to the beach, remember?”
Dianna stopped and turned to him. Her eyes lost focus and she
swayed.
“Princess!” Sean ran forward, wrapping his arms around her before
she fell. “Jeez, you’ve had six hours sleep.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not a weirdo like you.” She yawned and grabbed
onto his shoulders, pulling herself upright. “I need at least nine, plus, I
didn’t sleep well last night.”
Thinking things would move faster if he took control, Sean threw
her over his shoulder and headed down the hall to her room, not stopping until
he reached the foot of her bed. “C’mon.” He landed a quick smack to her ass.
“We need to get going.”
She didn’t budge or try to hop down.
“Dianna?”
“This is surprisingly comfortable. We should stay this way.”
With a grunt of annoyance, he tossed her onto her bed. “The guys
are waiting.”
“Just what I need.” She flipped onto her stomach and hugged her
pillow. “To spend the day with four obnoxious men.”
“This was your idea. One last hurrah before summer ended.”
No response, save for the steady breathing.
“Dianna, are you sleeping?”
“I would be, but I have this annoying voice in my head.”
Sean rolled her onto her back and sat her up. “You need to
focus.”
When he was confident she wouldn’t fall over, he went to her
dresser and searched the top drawer.
A mass of silk and lace. Nope, time to move on from this one.
He pulled at the second drawer.
Typical. No rhyme or reason.
He had to search through sweaters, blouses that really should be hanging
in her closet, and skirts before he came across her stash of bathing suits. He
tossed a fuchsia and white polka dot bikini at her. “Here, wear this.”
She looked at the two pieces of fabric he offered and shook her
head. “I don’t think so. Remember what Tucker did the last time I wore that?”
No, but he could guess. Knowing his brother, he hugged her and
somehow, her strings accidently came
undone. Searching further, he found a black one-piece. “How about this one?”
She nodded—or swayed—he wasn’t sure, and reached for her suit.
He swore if anyone could sleep on her feet, it would be Dianna.
“Good, put it on.” Back at her dresser, he had to rearrange
clothing in order to get the drawer closed.
When he was finished, he turned and then the air left his lungs.
Standing, her eyes closed, Dianna let the ratty old robe slip
down her shoulders to reveal a royal blue, lace-top negligee that molded itself
to her full breasts like plastic wrap over a hot soufflé.
His heart raced out of control. His eyes weren’t cooperating
much either. Try as he might, he couldn’t tear his gaze away from the way the
silk hugged her every curve, right down to her ankles. “Di-Dianna, what are you
doing?”
She opened one eye and peeked at him. “I’m getting dressed—oh,
yeah, you should probably leave.”
Book Excerpt Teaser:
My Book Review:
Angels In Seashore Cove is a wonderful romance story about finding true love with a little help from above.
Author Maggie Van Well weaves an entertaining tale set in Seashore Cove, Long Island, that follows the friendship to romance relationship between Dianna Sheldon and Sean Donovan.
Written with a nice balance of humor, emotion, and romance, the reader is easily drawn into Dianna and Sean's story. Longtime best friends, Dianna and Sean get a little help in discovering true love from guardian angel Adriel, archangel Jude, and two rookie angels, who try everything under their heavenly power to get them together!
Angels In Seashore Cove is an enjoyable and lighthearted romance tale that will keep the reader thoroughly entertained. You can't help but really like Dianna and Sean, I found myself laughing and cheering them on as their friendship to romance blossomed with some heavenly assistance. I would be remiss if I didn't mention that I loved the two rookie angels and their crazy antics, I found myself snickering as I turned the pages, bless their heavenly hearts.
Angels In Seashore Cove is the second book in the Love and Laugh in Seashore Cove series. Each book in the series can be a stand alone read.
RATING: 5 STARS
