Happy Tuesday! And it's publication day for Lizzie Chantree - congratulations! I have a special extract of The Woman Who Felt Invisible below for you all, but let's start with finding out a little about the woman herself, and, of course, the book.
author Lizzie Chantree, started her own business at the age of 18 and became
one of Fair Play London and The Patent Office’s British Female Inventors of the
Year. She writes books full of friendship and laughter, about women with
unusual businesses, who are stronger than they realise.
The woman who felt
An exciting, romantic story of love and new beginnings. Learning to love herself and be content on her own is the
first step. But will Olivia be able to leave her past behind, follow her heart
and find lasting happiness? A
read full of humour, romance and tear-jerking reality, from international
bestselling author, Lizzie Chantree.
you ever felt invisible?
as a stationery supervisor and a sitter to a pair of internet famous,
delinquent dogs, wasn’t how former cyber-specialist, Olivia, imagined her life
in a tiny cubicle with a decrepit computer and being overlooked had suited her
for a while, but now she’s fed up, lonely and determined to make the world
‘see’ her again.
school friend, Darius, wants to fill Olivia’s days with romance, but their love
of technology has taken them on very different paths.
undercover policeman Gabe, is steadfast in finding out if Olivia was part of an
online scam, but something doesn’t feel right and he suspects someone else was
manipulating her life.
Can love blossom from the most deceptive of starts? And can
someone who feels lost, find a way to flourish against all odds?
was it. This was Olivia Tenby’s life, now. This was how low she had come. At
the age of forty-one, she was sweating her guts out in a house that felt like a
furnace, babysitting two delinquent Labradoodle dogs called Bertie and Belle,
while their owners swanned around getting even richer somewhere else. Wiping
her palms across her face, feeling glad she’d discarded her top so that she
couldn’t drip on it, she pressed a button. Music blared out of speakers set
into the ceiling. This house had everything – lights that came on when you
spoke to them, a vacuum cleaner that tripped you over while it scurried along
the floor of its own accord, and a fridge that dispensed perfectly shaped ice
cubes into crystal glasses.
looked around furtively for a moment, and then laughed and decided to go for
it. Her job as dog sitter extraordinaire had begun two weeks ago. She’d been
told to entertain the excitable animals in any way she could think of, as they
were naughty and destroyed everything while the owners were out – which they
always were. Olivia hadn’t even met them, which was baffling. They left her
notes with instructions on how to stop the dogs eating the walls and making a
mess of the thick pile carpets. She actually quite liked the job, it was as
easy as walking in a straight line. Then she thought about how wobbly she
always was after three vodka and cokes, and quickly pushed that picture aside.
The dogs were bored and, although her job included giving the house a cursory
swipe with a duster, it was always immaculate when she arrived. Something was a
bit weird, though, as the place was incredibly hot. The dogs liked to slobber
all over her, making her even hotter. So she’d taken to stripping off as soon
as she sat down with the pooches, otherwise she’d probably pass out and be
found weeks later, mummified in dog hair.
And if you want to find out more about this fabulous woman and writer she's very prolific on social media. You can catch up with her at the following places:
Author page: https://www.viewAuthor.at/LizzieChantree