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Sunday, March 18, 2012

Guest blog Camelia Miron Skiba author of A World Apart



Please join us in welcoming our guest Camelia Miron Skiba author of A World Apart... 


(PS ya'll I loved this book!!)


take it away Cami! 



I grew up hating. Hating and hopeless. In my miserable attempt to survive Communism I failed to recognize that Romanians weren’t the only nation suffering from the plagued disease. We weren’t the only one starving, freezing or fearing the Communists. We weren’t the only one told to sacrifice for the generous government and loving president.
I grew up thinking anywhere was better than Romania. Even in the sister countries all around us who proclaimed their communist governments as being the best governing force out there. In reality, all East-European countries were infected with the same virus.
In my correspondence with my dear friends from Poland Iwona and Konrad Bak, I find we have more in common than I could ever think of. Konrad is the best contemporary photographer I had the pleasure to work with for my covers. The cover for my debut novel Hidden Heart is one of Konrad’s masterpieces. With his incredible talent he captured not only Iwona’s beauty, but also tremendous emotions—vulnerability, passion, love—so much needed for a cover to catch someone’s attention.
We share memories of our childhood, dreams we had and how it was like living under communism. Talking about growing up poor, Konrad says, "I remember the first banana I ate; it took me about half an hour to eat it—slow, tiny bites, barely nibbling at it to prolong its taste. We once stood in line at a store nearly 3 days to buy a 14inch black-white TV. It was hard to get toilet paper, or coffee (miracle-near). Sometimes my mom’s friend sent us packages from West Germany. Well, it was for the holiday and lots of fun... Now I know how to appreciate all I can afford, thank God.”
I know what means to grow up poor. I remember not bringing lunch to school because there was nothing in the fridge to pack. I remember wearing the same pair of shoes until my toes hurt because the shoes no longer fitted. I remember staring at the pies and cakes inside the bakery, drooling over a bite of something sweet.
I remember...
I no longer hate. I'm no longer hopeless, because I do live the American dream and I take nothing for granted.

BLURB:
In a war that’s not hers, she loses everything.
Everything she loses is because of him.
Forgiveness is not an option.
Or maybe...

Lieutenant Cassandra Toma, trauma surgeon in the Romanian National Army starts her deployment at a joint-unit air base on a wrong foot, clashing on her first day with her new commander, Major David Hunt. Her rebellious nature and sassiness rival her excellent performance in the operating room—the only reason why she's not reprimanded, or maybe not the only reason.


They meet. They clash. A forbidden passion consumes them with the intensity of an erupting volcano, leaving her heartbroken and him with tarnished honor and pride as an officer. The only way out for David is disappearing into the dangerous warzone in Iraq. Their flame was supposed to be over when destiny brings them back under the same roof, this time with a common goal—to find Cassandra's brother, Maj. Robert Toma, kidnapped by insurgents while on patrol.


To rescue Robert, Cassandra and David put aside their resentments, uniting forces against a common enemy. Trying to forget the painful past, Cassandra opens up to give David—and their love—another chance. What she doesn’t realize is that her anguish is the result of David’s impetuous action—one reckless choice he made for which she may never forgive him.


His mistake, his secret, could cost them both the love they've finally found.


EXCERPT
David shook his head, scrunching his eyebrows. “Have you looked around, Cassandra? Do you have the smallest idea where we are?”
“Yes,” she jutted her chin up, her voice a rasp, “in a rat’s hole I don’t give a damn about. I could care less about the people here, nor want anything to do with them. This is not my war. I said it before, I’ll say it again. The only reason I’m here is for Robert, and Robert only.” She inhaled deeply, squeezing dreadful tears between her eyelids. “If you don’t want to help, that’s fine. But don’t try to stop me.” She turned to walk away, but David caught her wrist. “What—”
“Look around you. I get it you don't care about being here, or about the people, but you have a choice—the choice of staying alive and safe, here on the base. They,” he pointed at the beds, “didn't.”
Three soldiers occupied the room, one without an arm, another without a leg. The third one had bandages around his head, half of his face disfigured with burns.
Her stomach twisted, a strong taste of bile rising in her throat.
“And what am I supposed to do, David? Just sit around and wait?” She glanced at Laura who, standing in the doorway, waved a nurse not to enter. Grateful that Laura spared her the embarrassment of being heard by others, she turned to David and said, “I have to at least try to find him, I have to.” Her eyes burned with tears, her voice choked up. “He is somewhere out there, and must be found, alive...” Her stomach turned to a fire pit, pain forcing her to bend forward.
David grabbed her by the shoulders and for a moment, Cassandra thought he’d embrace her. Instead, he blinked quickly, pushed her slightly away and rubbed her upper arms, shaking his head, his voice heavy. “Cass ... You won’t be allowed to go anywhere. If your assignment is here on the base, in the hospital, then you'll follow orders. This is not Romania.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but David raised a hand. “There's no point in arguing, trust me.” He limped around the first bed, put gloves and a mask on and added, “Come, let's finish the rounds.”

BUY LINKS:

Amazon (Kindle Edition): A World Apart Kindle Edition


Amazon (Paperback):  A World Apart Paperback

Barnes & Noble (Nook Book):  A World Apart Nook Edition


Smashwords (All Formats):  A World Apart 


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

I WRITE. I LOVE. I DREAM. I WRITE.
I’m Chris’ wife, Patrick’s mom and Bella’s owner. During the day, I’m the assistant to the Director at SESE at Arizona State University, and romance’s slave at night.
I moved to the U.S eight years ago, following my heart and the man who stole it. I love comedies, historical dramas and happily-ever-after stories. English is not my native, not my second, but my third language.
Some fun facts about me:
Each year I participate in one big event that requires me to physically train. My biggest sportive accomplishment was the 3-day 60-mile Susan G. Komen Walk.
Annually I pick a color I decree my favorite (this year it’s salmon).
I refused to text until 2010, always preferring to hear voices rather than sending emotionless messages. Politic bores me to death and I have no tolerance for arrogance.
“A World Apart” is my second book. My debut novel “Hidden Heart” came out March 2011.


Email:  cami.skiba@gmail.com
Blog:   http://cameliamironskiba.wordpress.com



7 comments:

  1. Deb,

    I can't thank you enough for hosting my book tour. I take dear memories from all the places I've stopped by, but from here ... I take a friend--you.
    Much love and appreciation.
    XOXO

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    1. Thank you so much for your awesome comment, you definitely have a "fan girl" here, even tho I'm way to old to be considered a "girl"!
      Much love and lots of awe in your writing abilities!
      Deb

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  2. Touching post. I really enjoy Camelia's work. They touch not only your heart, but also your soul!

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    1. Thanks for the comment Sherry, if you haven't read Hidden Heart it's a great book too!

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  3. I totally agree with Sherry. I have read Both books written by Camelia and love them. It is wonderful when someone's writing can pull you into their stories so well that you feel like you are there experiencing everything along with her characters.

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  4. Ladies,
    Love you all for your passion, friendship and support. You all mean the world to me!
    XOXO

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  5. I'll add my sentiments to those of Sherry, Deborah, and Tina. Cami is not only a fantastic writer, she is an amazing, fascinating person who I know, from personalexperience, definitely knows how to love. Hard to think of her as someone who could ever hate :o). Excellent post, Cami.

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