Hi, my name is, Janice Seagraves. My first book is called, Windswept Shores.

Since my hero is from Austriallia, I thought it might be fun to do a Thursday's thirteen on how to speak like an Aussie.

***contest at end of post***

  1. G’day–good day, a greeting. Usually conbine with . . .
  2. Mate–a buddy, or best friend, or someone you just met and don’t know their name yet, and you greet them with “G’day, mate.”
  3. Your shout–if you value your life, you will buy the next round of drinks.
  4. Brekky–the first meal of the day.
  5. Tea–the last meal of the day.
  6. Bloke–a man who you don’t know.
  7. Shelia–a woman, but its old and not use a lot anymore except by . . .
  8. Oldies–your parents, or old folks. Used by those under seventeen for anyone over the age of twenty.
  9. Chook–chicken, yes the kind that clucks.
  10. College–a private school, usually High School but not collage in the states or . . .
  11. Uni–University, or what we call collage in the states.
  12. Tucker–food, that stuff you tuck into your belly or tucker sack.
  13. Abso-bloody-utely–Usually spoken with forced gusto. Popular amongst males (and possibly females) in suburban Australia.

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Abso-bloody-lutely!

Check back for the winning announcement in the comment section of this post on Saturday, August 6th.

***Now for my book, which is on sale now***

 

“This is an entertaining story with likable characters, and the survival techniques they employ are well-thought out.  I kept getting visions of the first episode of Lost as I read.” Icy Blackstone~

“Kudos to Ms. Seagraves for tackling a tough topic right off the bat with her debut novel. I applaud her complex feminine character who so desperately tries to stay true to what society would expect out of her. “ C&R Romance eBook Reviews

Windswept Shores, now available  from Pink petal books.

Windswept Shores by Janice Seagraves
Cover Contest Winner
erotic contemporary romance
novel (approx 50K)
price $4.95
Cover Art by Pink Petal Books with assistance from Winterheart Design

BLURB:
The sole survivor of a plane crash, Megan is alone on a deserted island in the Bahamas until she finds a nearly-drowned man washed up on shore. Another survivor, this time from a boat wreck. With only meager survival skills between them, will they survive and can they find love?

EXCERPT:
Breathing hard, she flicked a glance at the teal-colored sea. She’d thought a vacation to the Bahamas would be the perfect getaway, would be a solution to the problems she and Jonathan had faced. She’d been wrong—dead wrong. Tears of grief filled her eyes. The never-ending crash of the waves on the beach and the cries of the seagulls seemed to mock her with the reminder she was utterly alone.

She’d felt like a tiny speck of sand last night when a violent storm had swept across the island. It had made a mess of her meager campsite, which had taken all morning to fix, and had demolished her seaweed SOS sign. She’ll have to recreate her SOS. Sighing, Megan trudged toward a pile of kelp. As she got closer, she saw a figure wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt. Her stomach lurched.

Oh, God, it’s another body washed up from the plane wreck. That would be number twelve. As always, she couldn’t help but wonder if the next one would be Jonathan. He hadn’t been wearing jeans on the plane, so she knew she’d been spared seeing his corpse this time. Thank God. She approached the body with dread. Tightening her resolve, she knelt. Suddenly the “dead body” coughed and rolled over. With a scream, Megan jumped back. She clutched her chest and pressed a shaking hand to her mouth.

He’s alive!

Biting her lip, she stared down at the still-breathing man. His drenched t-shirt molded against his broad shoulders and well developed upper body. Short, golden brown hair stuck out in all directions.

Megan, get control of yourself. Don’t wet your pants the first time you finally see a living person. She got on her knees, plucked the seaweed from him and wiped the sand from his face. His day-old whiskers scratched her palm. Reddened skin stretched across both cheekbones and over the bridge of his nose. Her thumb caressed his parched full bottom lip.

She patted the side of his face. “Hey, are you okay?” That’s a dumb question. He isn’t okay.

“Hmm?” Gray eyes fluttered open. He stared at her a long moment, frowning slightly. “G’day.”

“Hello there.” She hated the sound of her voice. It sounded rusty, unused.

Abruptly he rolled away from her to heave onto the sand, making a loud, ugly retching noise.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then looked at her. “Sorry, mate, I swallowed too much sea.” His gaze went over her shoulder in the direction of the bonfire which crackled and popped not far from them. “Mite big for a barbie.”

Sitting back on her heels with her hands folded in her lap, Megan followed his gaze, then back to him. “My signal fire.”

“Signal for what?”

“Help.”

His accent intrigued her. Was he English or Australian?

“G’darn,” he looked around, “where the bloody hell am I?”

“Don’t know. There’s no one here to ask.” Megan shrugged helplessly, but couldn’t contain her curiosity. “Are you from England?”

“Naw,” he rubbed his eyes, “I hail from Sydney, but my port of call these days is Fort Lauderdale.” He blinked up at her. “You?”

Ah, he’s an Aussie. “I’m Megan Lorry, from Anaheim, California,” she said, barely loud enough to be heard above the sounds of the surf and the roar from the fire. “Are you a survivor of Air Bahamas flight 227, too?”

Now also available at SmashwordsDiesel, All Romance and for the kindle at Amazon.

 

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