Book Release: Dawn to Dusk (Lover’s Journey, Book One) by Alina Popescu
Happy Release Day to me! Dawn to Dusk, the first in the Lover’s Journey series, is out today. I am so thrilled, I can’t even begin to explain it 😀 This was an interesting experience while writing it, as it took me down memory lane, giving me a chance to revisit many bright moments of my childhood, adolescence, and new adult life.
Because of the time span it covers, Dawn to Dusk does not fit one category. It starts at about middle grade level, moves into young adult, then new adult, and then, finally, into adult. So I hope my fans and new readers are patient and don’t flip out because of this 😀 Read on for more details and an exclusive excerpt that is very, very dear to me. Mostly because it’s based on true events.
That first encounter with Robert in rural Romania at eleven. A summer spent together in the same setting a year later. Their first text exchange in high school. The first sexual experience. The first heartbreak—the second and third and fourth chance. The point of total breakdown and the despair of failing. More love than anyone could have warned him about.
No matter how much time passes, no matter how different their paths, every meeting brings Edi and Robert closer together. Those stolen moments shine brighter than any. Yet loving Robert is not easy, not when Edi wants to be true to himself and is met with dishonesty. Or when Robert keeps parading new conquests and ignores Edi more often than not.
Edi has always loved Robert, but he must decide if his journey leads to or away from his childhood friend. Is it true love or is Edi just unable to let go?
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“Going by the cemetery?” Traian asked.
I nodded and kept walking. It was as good a reason as any. And why not stop by, say hi to my great-grandfather?
When we got to the cemetery, I changed my mind. I didn’t want to go in. What was the point? See the beaten up wooden cross and the flowers Grandma took such great care of? Feel guilty once more for my fading memories of the man everyone revered as if he were a saint? Which he probably was.
Great-Grandpa loved his wife, to the point of worshipping. He was some sort of medical technician, although I never understood what that term meant. I knew he’d been trained on the front, during the Second World War. It was more than a nurse and less than an MD. He’d adopted my grandmother, one of the many starving and abused orphans the war had created. And he’d loved all his grandchildren and great-grandchildren with a dedication I envied.
I’d been his most loved menace. He’d care for me while Grandma was busy working for the Colectiv, like everyone in the rural areas without other employment had to. The Communists had taken all the lands and someone needed to work them, so they forced all the peasants whose livelihoods they’d stolen. What would that feel like? To be stripped of what you owned, and then be forced to work it in exchange for some meager food rations and very little money?
Grandma always said he’d have survived well past his nineties if only he’d lived to see the Communists gone. But he’d died two years before the Revolution. I remember it well, his death. I remember going there and sitting all cheerful on the bed, next to him. Snuggled and happy, I’d feed him candy. And he’d eat it with a smile on his face. He’d stopped eating days ago, but he never refused the candy I shared with him.
And then he was gone. I remember him laid out on a table, people all around him, and Grandma’s wails. She was devastated and I felt I should cry, but I couldn’t. I didn’t really understand. But I was five, I was old enough to understand loss. I managed to understand it quite well two years later when my father left us.
“Are we going in?” Traian’s soft words pulled me out of my reverie.
“No, not today.”
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Writer, traveler, and coffee addict, Alina Popescu has been in love with books all her life. She started writing when she was ten and she has always been drawn to sci-fi, fantasy, and the supernatural realm. Born and raised in Romania, she finds her inspiration in books of all genres, in movies, and the occasional manga comic book. She is a proud geek who needs her fast Internet and gadgets more than she needs air.
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