Today's post is courtesy of Fumi Hancock, the author of The Adventures of Jewel Cardwell. It looks like a great read, and I can't wait to have it on my TBR list. To quote a friend of mine, "Get in mah Kindle!"
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"I welcomed death with open arms, closed my eyes and listened as the aircraft made rattling and shaking sounds through the dreary weather. If this was my time to go, I would embrace darkness, as I had nothing else to lose..."
I was born in Africa
but have lived in the United States of America for over 30 years. A little over
six years ago, my father called me up and told me it was time to return home.
I’d literally grown up in the US and this was home to me. Though father lived
in the US too, he felt it was time to give back to Africa.
This was an important trip for me as I’d not been back for over 23 years! The trip was equally important because one of my cousins was being crowned a king in one of the provinces and my father felt it was a great opportunity to reconnect with my roots.
The journey was exhilarating yet filled with anxiety as I did not know what I was going to encounter. I trusted my father, packed my bags and went back to West Africa with my family. It was the most incredible journey of my life… to witness a King’s coronation… no words could describe the feelings. What was more important was the surprise which awaited me! The community people rallied around me and reminded me of who I was… their princess who had been gone for long and was now back! I took the time to revisit my childhood boarding school and low and behold, all of my experiences at the school came rushing back.
The characters that readers will encounter in the Adventures of Jewel Cardwell are a culmination of my childhood friends as well as “the conjured friends in my head.” These characters have consistently plagued my dream and haunted my mind into bringing them alive. Every year I would return to Africa (with my American Friends) serving the children in the communities through my non-profit organization the Adassa Foundation, I am reminded of the colorful ambiance and the need to share this part of the world with book lovers.
As I began to paint this African adventure on paper, my sons, 17 and 15 (now 22 and 19) nudged me with their support and their instant enjoyment of the plot. Every time I would complete a chapter, they wanted more. They wanted to see what would happen to the characters. More importantly, they were intrigued by the description of the African setting, the culture of the people revealed through the different characters and the blended families relayed by the characters. Different characters elicited different emotions as they read alongside other young adults reviewing the story.
While there have been some popular fantasy books like Harry Potter, Amanda Hockings Trylle series and Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series, with settings in Europe and America, there has not been one to present the other part of the world. The characters urge me to fill this gap!
I wanted my readers to be transported to a place where they’d never been before. I wanted them to see how other people live in other parts of the world… I wanted them to also see how people like them, who have travelled to live in Africa… how they adjust to the culture and setting. The characters though reside in Africa come from various parts of the world especially Europe.
A little about The Adventures of Jewel Cardwell: Hydra’s Nest
Lying gracefully between the Vaal River in the north and the Orange River in the south, the rolling grassland and fields of crops rising to a lovely sandstone mountain, is Milner Court, Bloemfontein, a suburb nestled in the middle of Free State, South Africa.
Lying gracefully between the Vaal River in the north and the Orange River in the south, the rolling grassland and fields of crops rising to a lovely sandstone mountain, is Milner Court, Bloemfontein, a suburb nestled in the middle of Free State, South Africa.
The Adventures of Jewel Cardwell: Hydra’s Nest magically transports its readers from the rolling
hills of Bloemfontein to the beautiful farmlands of Bela-bela South Africa. It
is a fantasy-based coming of age story of a rebellious 17 year old teenager who
(through no fault of her own) is thrust into an environment ridden with
unfamiliar and unsavory demonic activities when admitted into a prep school in
South Africa.
As Jewel Cardwell is relentlessly being trailed by an unapologetic family curse, she races against time to find answers before the curse wipes out all of her loved ones.
In the midst of this demonic war, she becomes entangled in a love triangle between a young rugged-looking Darwin Morton who she grew up with on Milner Court and the very wealthy and popular high school soccer team leader with the silver spoon in his mouth, Eric Broder.
As Jewel Cardwell is relentlessly being trailed by an unapologetic family curse, she races against time to find answers before the curse wipes out all of her loved ones.
In the midst of this demonic war, she becomes entangled in a love triangle between a young rugged-looking Darwin Morton who she grew up with on Milner Court and the very wealthy and popular high school soccer team leader with the silver spoon in his mouth, Eric Broder.
TRAILER
Will Jewel be able to solve the mystery before evil is unleashed against those she loves?
Excerpt:
My weary
eyes opened to an ominous sky speckled with dim stars and a huge full moon
dappled with unsettling, flaming balls of fire. I was in an unfamiliar setting,
an open space surrounded by terrifying, blazing fires, and the humming of a
charter aircraft shattered the stillness of the night.
Mum
and Darwin hopped out of the car, with me following, and we hastened toward the
small aircraft.
“What’s
this?” I kept asking, with no answer from Darwin or Mum.
“Are
we going on that?” I asked again, ducking a cloud of sand blown from the
ground, a result of the blazing fires and rumbling aircraft.
In
front of us was a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned man, dressed in a dark blue
pilot’s uniform. His eyes showed great anticipation as he struggled to move
toward us. No sooner had we closed the distance to the aircraft when we heard
the terrifying staccato of gunshots.
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1 comment:
Thank you Alison for a great feature
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