Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Joni, Underway by Kelly Oram and Jonathan Harrow & #Giveaway

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Joni, Underway
by Kelly Oram & Jonathan Harrow


SYNOPSIS


Nineteen year old Joni is loving life as an adult—living on her own, dealing with grown-up things like jobs, hook-ups, and doing her own laundry. Best of all: after finishing her first year at ASU, she will never again be called a freshman.

But when her brother is suddenly killed in a car accident, Joni’s adult life is turned upside down. Struggling to cope with loss, guilt, and anger—not to mention the meddling of friends and family trying to “fix” her—Joni is relieved to be presented with an escape in the form of a sailing trip her brother had been planning for months before he died.

With her first step onto the sailing vessel Lady Marguerite, Joni plunges into an adventure that will mark the beginning of her real adult life—a journey across the ominous dark blue of the Atlantic Ocean with a small, eccentric crew, and the young Captain Reid, whose gorgeous looks are only outmatched by his talent for care and kindness. Unfolding through the ups and downs of life at sea is an unforgettable story reminding us that love will always be a work-in-progress and coming of age never gets old.


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ABOUT THE AUTHORS



https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TjgrWDHg9qM/VVyEpO1tqRI/AAAAAAAADak/mNqxfRBfcWg/s320/KELLY_and_HARROW_FULL_SIZE.jpgKelly Oram wrote her first novel at age fifteen--a fan fiction about her favorite music group, The Backstreet Boys, for which her family and friends still tease her. She's obsessed with reading, talks way too much, and likes to eat frosting by the spoonful.

Jonathan Harrow left a career in Hollywood to pursue his dream of writing novels. He has an author crush on Charlotte Bronte, and a real crush on his author wife, YA bestseller Kelly Oram.

They live in Phoenix with their four kids and their cat, Mr. Darcy.


WHERE TO FIND THEM

KELLY



JONATHAN



AUTHOR TOP 10 DESTINATIONS


In Joni, Underway we are taken on a sailboat cruise from Maine, USA, across the Atlantic to Norway. For Joni’s brother, this trip was #1 on his bucket list. What are your top 10 destinations around the world?

Jonathan: since there are two of us, we’ll each give five, and if some of them don’t match (they won’t!) then I guess we’ll have to go on separate vacations!

Kelly: Fair enough. You go ahead and start.

#1 (Jonathan):
The next FIFA World Cup! That would be Russia, 2018. Russia might not have made my top five on its own, but since the World Cup is there, then it makes the list. I’m a recent convert to watching pro soccer, so I’m not the biggest fan ever (like I probably won’t paint my face or cry or anything), but the overall experience would be a huge draw for me. All the other people visiting from the USA, supporting our team; watching soccer; experiencing a foreign country; and just soaking up the amazing festive vibe that a World Cup brings. Awesome.

#1 (Kelly): Okay, I can agree with Jonathan on this one. When Jonathan fell in love with soccer, he brought me along for the ride. We may support different clubs, but we could wear red, white, and blue together for the World Cup. Russia would be fun to see, and the World Cup would be an amazing experience, so this hits my top destinations list as well as my bucket list!

#2 (Jonathan):

The second stop on my tour of top 5 destinations would be England. Now, that’s pretty broad—you could have all kinds of experiences in England. The specific type of experience I would like to have is to immerse myself in 19th century England. Not the history (don’t care!), but the lifestyle. I want to live there for a month or whatever, and try to recreate life from the regency era, or even later victorian. I mean, it doesn’t have to go so far as dressing up (like that movie “Austenland”, although I wouldn’t be opposed), but I would prefer to not stay in any modern hotel or anything. I want to just live in some secluded country manor and feel like a local (a rich one). And I would definitely have to visit all the Charlotte Bronte sites.

#2 (Kelly):

I suppose that could be a fun trip, but if I only get five, I think this is where our vacation together would come to an end. I’d stop in England long enough to watch a soccer game (football match!) in a local pub with the rowdy supporters and then I’d be off to my real #2 destination…

I want to take a road trip across the United States. I want to hit all the continental states, every major city, and all the fun attractions in between. I’ve done mini versions of this and driven coast-to-coast and back again, but I wasn’t able to go everywhere and really take the time I wanted in each place. Give me two or three months, a smooth ride, an iPod full of my favorite tunes and the open road baby! I’d be in heaven. (Also, I vow right now, that I will do this before I die, so I guess this is on my bucket list too, lol)

#3 (Jonathan):

Okay, here’s a dream vacation I call “The James Bond Experience.” No, I don’t pretend to be a secret spy (but if there were such a vacation package, I’d totally do it). What I do is basically experience the ultimate in luxury and sophistication (like Bond). This includes cruising the Mediterranean in a private megayacht, and making stops along the coast to eat at private homes of cool people (no restaurants). Of course, we would have to stop in Montenegro, which is the location of the casino in “Casino Royale.” Although I don’t know what I’d do there, since I don’t gamble or drink or seduce women or thwart international terrorists. But I would wear a tuxedo.

#3 (Kelly): While Jonathan’s pulling out his tux and living the life of luxury in the Mediterranean, I’ll be busting out the hiking boots and backpack and heading to Mount Kilauea, Hawaii. Why? Because volcanoes are awesome. Duh.

I would love to get up close and personal with a live fire-spewing mountain. (Well, not too close, I guess…) And the fact that this particular volcano happens to be in the Hawaiian Islands, where I can enjoy a pig-roasting feast, learn to hula, and have a local hottie give me surfing lessons? (While I watch him from shore of course because getting in the ocean scares me.) Sign me up!

#4 (Jonathan):

Since Jurassic Park isn’t real, then I would have to fall back on the next best amusement park, Disneyland. The original Disneyland in LA, not any of the other parks in the world (don’t care!). Kelly, I already know what you’ll say: “But we live six hours from there, we go all the time.” That’s true, but I’m talking about doing Disneyland the RIGHT way, not the way we’re forced to do it because money is limited and we have four kids who would scratch their eyes out if we did it my way. MY way would be to take a full week, and we stay at the Grand Californian Hotel, of course. And we have a representative from Disney—like a Disney historian guru—who takes us all over the park, a little bit each day, explaining the history, pointing out little-known facts and quirks, giving us the whole VIP experience. We try all the different places to eat, and we get screenings at their theatre of various Disney animated films that inspired the rides. So basically, it becomes a nostalgic celebration of all things Disney, rather than just a mad rush to wait in lines for roller coasters.

#4 (Kelly): Jonathan is going to divorce me for saying this, but Disneyland isn’t my favorite amusement park. Give me rollercoasters, and lots of them! (Yeah, I’d definitely hit a few Six Flags on my cross-country road trip.) So, maybe I’d meet up with him in LA for lunch as I fly from Hawaii to my number 4 destination:

I would love to visit Rio de Janeiro! Well, I’d love to visit a lot of South America, but if I had to pick just one place, point me to Rio! Especially if it’s Carnival. It sounds intimidating and exciting all at the same time. This city is so rich in culture but it’s also surrounded by the Amazon rainforest, which is the main draw for me. I want to tour the Amazon and zipline through the jungle. (I‘ll just have to bring a bunch of valium with me because I have a serious phobia of bugs and, well, I hear the jungle is full of giant ones. But after my day excursions exploring the jungle I can come back to my nice cushy hotel, read a book on the beach for a while, eat some authentic Brazilian food, (YUM!), and scope out the local soccer team. (Also yum!)

#5 (Jonathan):

The circumlunar flight by Space Adventures. This is a real thing—Space Adventures is offering private flights around the moon, passing within 100 kms of the moon’s “dark side” and then watching the earth rise as you come out from behind the moon. They also offer programs for private citizens to train as an astronaut and live on the ISS (International Space Station), which would be an amazing package. This is all still a few years off and would cost millions, but I’m just sayin’…if I could, I would. In fact, if space travel were more practical and available, it would be my #1.


#5 (Kelly): Wow. The moon? That might be a little too adventurous for me. Though the idea of liftoff sounds like a hell of a ride, the thought of being in deep space gives me the creeps. (Much like scuba diving and being under the water.) Have fun with that one Jonathan, and make sure to take a selfie with the Earth in the background. While he’s off jet setting (rocket setting?) to the MOON, I think I’ll settle for South Africa.

Maybe it was my obsession with The Lion King when I was younger, or my love of animals, but I would LOVE to see Africa. I want to go on a guided safari. It’s like the zoo without all the cages! But don’t worry, I’d follow the rules and keep my windows rolled up so I don’t get eaten by Simba. Better yet, I want to hot air balloon over the savannah. That would be AMAZING. Hey Jonathan, our fifteenth anniversary is coming up next year. What do you think? Can we? I promise I’ll let you stay in the hotel that Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore stayed in in the movie Blended. (I’ll just get some ruggedly handsome safari guide with a five o’clock shadow and an elephant gun to take me out while you stay poolside.)

Jonathan: So there you go, our top ten destinations, which reveals a lot about ourselves. Most of Kelly’s are way too adventurous for me, and most of mine don’t involve hot male tour guides, so I guess we’re both on our own, lol. But hey, we’ll always have the World Cup!


EXCERPT OF JONI, UNDERWAY


Back on the docks, lost in the middle of a maze of boats and pilings and light posts, I watched painted numbers pass by. I was surprised at how many of the boats showed signs of occupancy. Wet towels hanging to drip-dry, or lights on in tiny windows just above the water line, or a radio playing softly. All the boats had names, of course. Some creative, or dignified, others just silly. Endless Summer. Serenity. Windsong. Yes Dear. Sea Monkey. Get Her Done. My favorite was Breaking Wind; very classy.

I was passing a shiny black yacht with the moniker Obsession, when a sudden commotion startled me. With a thrashing of water and a high-pitched shrieking came a half-naked body from under the boat. Elbows planted on the dock’s edge, a surfer-bodied guy levered himself up and flopped onto his back with an exaggerated yowl and chattering teeth. A headlamp was strapped to his forehead; its powerful beam blinded me as he leapt to his feet. “Sorry ’bout that. Didn’t get you, did I?” He turned toward Obsession. “Eva! All good now, yeah?” I moved to continue on, but he stopped me. “Hold up. Did I get you?”

“No, I’m good.” I squinted against his light.

“Oh.” He ripped it away and tossed it onto the deck of the boat. “Eva! Try it now!” Back to me: “What slip number?”

“What?” He’d caught me in mid-guess about his age. I’d have estimated mid-twenties and gorgeous. No, he was handsome, which is a word I thought only grandmas used anymore. I mean, guys are cute or guys are hot, but this guy…yeah, he was hot, but in a classic way that wasn’t intimidating. His looks didn’t say Hey baby, like what you see? They said—

“What slip number are you looking for?” He took great handfuls of each leg of his shorts and wrung the water out. His entire body was covered in goose bumps.

“Thirty-one,” I answered, and before I could follow up with the boat’s name, he said…

“Lady Marguerite.” And he cringed with a smile. “Uh-oh.”

“What?”

He glanced sideways at me as he pushed excess water down his legs. “Uh, you’re young and beautiful, that’s what.” He said it with a laugh, like Duh, silly girl, didn’t you know? He could have shoved me in the water and I’d have been less surprised. “Nah, the guys are gonna love it, is all.”

I was so confused. Was he warning me or complimenting me? Should I be scared or flattered? “Okay, thanks.” Again, I turned to leave.

Again, he stopped me. “You ever been sailing?”

“What would you guess?”

He smiled, dark eyes sparkling. “Want me to walk you down there?”

I wanted to say You can walk me anywhere you want. Which, after passing through my filter, came out, “Nah, I can find it. You look really cold, so…”

He hugged himself, shoulders hunched, and his smile broadened as he considered me with a look I could only describe as thoughtful, and the kind of intense eye contact that makes your blood race.

A woman’s voice interrupted: “Yeah, that did it. Reading fine now.” From a tall, buxom supermodel standing on the back deck of Obsession with a glass of wine in hand. She swished it around with an eyebrow cocked at me.

The guy gestured down the pier. “You’re nearly there. Down toward the end, look for two guys drinking beer.”

I murmured some sort of thanks and hurried away, embarrassed by the obnoxious clack-clack-clack of my suitcase. I couldn’t help a glance back: The guy was toweling off; the supermodel had taken a seat to admire him above the rim of her wine glass. For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to marvel at the incongruity of lifestyles in this world. Most of us have to trudge through life, get jobs, go to school, and get sunburned, while others are blessed with naturally-tanned Maxim bodies and live on rich yachts with gorgeous, muscled, goose-bumped handymen.

~GIVEAWAY~