About the author:
When she isn’t working, or dreaming up stories to turn into novels, Michelle enjoys hiking in the nearby countryside or kayaking in the cold, fast flowing rivers. And if she just wants some ‘me’ time she loves to write, or to simply curl up on the sofa with a good book.
What inspired you to write your book?
My love for travel and the idea of finding new love in a foriegn country
Here is a short sample from the book:
I let out a small sigh, blinking a few times when I look up. I check the time, realizing that I wasted another day. That’s just great. Being a travel writer is difficult enough and hardly covers the bills, let alone when I get writer’s block. I even traveled all the way to Cusco, Peru to check out this famous city myself. I was hoping that being here would bring me some inspiration, but having stayed for the past seven days all I could come up with was a few pathetic lines about its rare beauty. Maybe I’m losing my touch, or I just don’t care as much as I used to.
Don’t take me wrong, I love my job, and I want to travel around the whole world, discover new cultures, a bit like Magellan. And I’ve been to many places, surely I know several reasons why someone should visit Peru. But I am a perfectionist, and right now nothing seems to be good enough to describe what I see and feel.
Probably the fact that my thoughts have been quite distracted since my arrival last Sunday, doesn’t help, either. It all started when I arrived at a local hotel, hoping to have a quiet night before I would head towards the center of Cusco, exploring all its mysteries and attractions. I settled in my modest room, took a quick shower and decided to have a drink at the bar. And that’s where I first saw her. I let out a sigh again, trying really hard to focus, but somehow it doesn’t seem as easy as normally. Call me a hopeless romantic, but there is just something about the way the rays of the Sun shine through this woman’s golden hair. God, I don’t even know her name, and I’m not even sure she knows that I’m watching her. Which, thinking about it, sounds really creepy, even to me. Usually I am straightforward both in my writing and relationships, but just looking at her takes my breath away.