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About the author:
Living in Gibraltar, having earned an MBA and being a member of the ACCA, T. M. Caruana is an author who likes doing too much rather than too little. Apart from consuming too much coffee and chocolates she also enjoys writing complex stories with a vivid imagination, manifesting in new worlds and versatile characters. Having always been a free spirit at heart, her dream had always been to write fantasy novels in which to escape to. Your life is your dream -if you can dream it, you can live it-.
What inspired you to write your book?
I speak to my mother almost every day over Skype as she lives in Sweden and I live in Gibraltar. One morning she just said. I have dreamt up an entire story overnight. I said 'Great let's write it down and publish it!' My mother is in the higher risk group to catch Covid and have been cooped up indoors since March so I thought it was a fantastic idea.
Co-writing a Sword & Sorcery Novel with my mother has been amazing and a time I will store away in my memory bank to value for the rest of my life. We have bonded in so many ways; through laughter, brain-storming and ice-cream brain freezes. Being too kind in life, we both faced the constant battle of 'it can't all be good and proper. Someone will have to suffer too' but who?
"Mum, can I kill off Aila, perhaps?"
"Nooo! She's my favourite character."
"But Mum, can I make Balfour lose one arm?"
"No! How will he be able to hold me? He's my book boyfriend."
"But Mum! I must give hardship to someone…maybe even a few."
"Okay, okay…You can kill…, but just not… or…"
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Good morning, Maie, slept well?”
“I woke up with a beetle and an ant crawling in my bed and a pebble under my pillow, can you imagine? But still, I slept like a log.”
Kate giggled. “Sounds like you.”
“When I woke up, the ancestors had so much gossip to yap about that I got all dizzy.”
“You used your magic to talk to them in the morning?”
“That’s when they normally speak about any anniversaries that happened on this day long ago. I find it interesting.”
“What were they talking about this morning then?”
“Nonsense. About who ate the last piece of apple pie.”
Kate knew Maie didn’t mean it literally, it was only a saying because that was the insignificant jabber Rol and Balfour always had tiffs over. Both of them really loved apple pie. But it did make Kate wonder whether Maie kept other secrets she didn’t tell anyone else about.