#GuestPost – Just by Jenny Morton Potts @jmortonpotts @rararesources
As I was not able to read the book in time for the tour, I am able to bring to you a guest post from the author!
Check out the blog tour poster to follow the rest of the tour.
In this post, she is talking about her Bedside books, she even has a picture of her books!
How far would you go to save a life?
On golden Mediterranean sands, maverick doctor Scott Langbrook falls recklessly in love with his team leader, Fiyori Maziq. If only that was the extent of his falling, but Scott descends into the hellish clutches of someone much more sinister.
‘Just’ is a story of love and loss, of terror and triumph. Set in idyllic Cambridge and on the shores of the Med and Cornwall, our characters fight for their very lives on land and at sea.
An unforgettable novel which goes to the heart of our catastrophic times, and seeks salvation
My bedside table is a little bit crazy at the moment, with medication and audio equipment, so my books in close residence have gone into temporary housing, on the window sill of my bedroom.
First up, we have Louisa May Alcott’s Collected Thrillers. Yes, I know: thrillers? Louisa May Alcott? What, her who wrote Little Women? Indeed, it is. When I saw it, I was mighty intrigued and snapped
it up off a table sale in a pub for 50p.
Next, a poetry collection by Vahni Capildeo. I have included a line from this collection in my novel Just: I love you, I sand you, I drill you, I honey and set you for wasps. I find poetry the most inspirational source for novel writing. It has a to the power of ten effect. Each micro part sparks so many ideas. I have dozens of poetry books which I rarely read these days, due to time. This then brings me to that other most famous of poems, Leisure, by W H Davies: What is the life, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare. I know, WHD, I know. You must be turning in your grave with all this mobile phone and social media lark. But what can I do? I live now (in my defence). Perhaps if I believed in reincarnation, I could slow down. To get back to Capildeo, I just looked up her award-winning collection Measures of Expatriation on Amazon.com. She has one review which just shows you how popular poetry is. But I can tell you, SHE IS A GENIUS. And anyway, the one review is a five star.
Now then, this book is an interesting one; a memoir by the ballet dancer, Christina Gallea Roy. This was given to me in Spain last week by a friend, Keith Rosson. He is also a ballet dancer and worked with Christina. I am writing Keith’s biography and wanted to have a look at a contemporary account of the ballet world. This was back in the golden era of Fonteyn and Nureyev. Keith partnered all the leading ballerinas of the day and was a good friend of Margot Fonteyn. Christina’s book is a purist account, beautifully written and generous. Mine will be a closer, more conversational book, drawing the reader close and including revelatory and not always kind stories. I’m not saying this will be a sensationalistic, no holds barred biography – though it might! – but it will be all embracing and honest. It will be of a life, in ballet and I want the reader (who perhaps knows nothing of ballet at all, like me, really!) to enjoy it fully.
Next I have a novel sent to me by a writer friend which he passed on because he enjoyed it so much. The Secret River by Kate Grenville. The friend is Noel Maurice who reviewed a literary book I wrote a
few years ago (5 stars!) and I reviewed his autobiography, The Berlin Diaries, of his life as a musician in Berlin. I am taking The Secret River with me on holiday to Corsica this week.
Moving along to Cervantes Don Quixote which I got for Christmas and am yet to open. You see what my problem is, same as everyone else: TIME!! But it doesn’t worry me. I know Don Quixote is there,
waiting. A book I’ve wanted to read for so long.
Then I have Yeats and Byron, volumes of poetry. These are dipper in and outers. My own new novel, Just, is partially set in Grantchester which is the home of Byron’s Pool, a lovely spot next to the Trumpington Meadow. I go there most Saturdays and I like to have Byron’s poetry to hand, so that if there ever is a time to stand and stare, or even sit and read on the loveseat by the Pool, I have the perfect book.
In the photo, the hat is sitting atop, bleached terribly in the sun (it used to be navy) but I bought it for Wimbledon last year and to be honest, it was a bit tight in the heat, so I just use it as a shield now for precious things. The little Scottish soldier is a bridge tool for the card game. I love playing bridge. This is a family heirloom. The suit changes of its own accord, even when the window is shut. Today it is showing clubs. During the last USA presidential campaign, I turned it to NO TRUMP, so I’ve set it to that again for you now
Thank you, Jenny, for stopping by and sharing your bedside book table with us!
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