Thursday 14 May 2020

Someday in Paris - blog tour


Someday in Paris – Olivia Lara

About the book:

Finding the one is only the beginning...

1954. Zara is fifteen the first time she meets Leon. During a power cut in a small French museum, the two spend one short hour in the dark talking about their love for art, Monet and Paris. Neither knows what the other looks like. But both know their lives will never be the same.

1963. In Paris, Leon no longer believes he will ever find the girl he lost that night. Zara thinks she has already found him. When they meet at an exhibition, they don’t recognise each other – but the way they feel is so familiar...

Over the course of thirty years, Zara and Leon are destined to fall in love again and again. But will they ever find a way to be together?

'It's about dreams and taking chances. Missed opportunities and mistakes. Loss and sacrifice. But above all, it is about love. The kind of love that survives time, distance… even death. The kind of love I wish for you.'


What makes people fall in love? Truly in love? What makes them believe they’ve found the one, their soulmate? And why that person and not someone else?
What draws us in and never lets us go? Is it their eyes, their smile, their voice? The way they fit into our world? Is it because our parents like them and our friends think we’d make a great couple? Or maybe they make us laugh, have a good job, and want two kids like we do?
What if it has nothing to do with that? What if it is something else entirely?
I was fifteen the first time I asked myself this question. It was then that I had my first dream that didn’t feel quite like a dream. My mother said women in our family are special. She said I should listen to my dreams, but I was young, and I didn’t believe her. Or maybe I didn’t understand.
I am eighty years old now. I don’t pretend to have all the answers. But I’ve lived through enough to know people don’t believe you until you show them. And they shouldn’t. They should make up their own minds, listen to their own hearts, and follow their own dreams.
My story, the one I’ve been waiting to tell for so long, the one I never thought I would get to share until Valerie was born – my youngest son’s daughter – will not answer questions. Not even the question. But it will ask them.
Ever since Valerie turned fifteen, I have been waiting for the day she would say, ‘Mamie, I had a dream.’ And then I would have to tell her. To show her. When she turned sixteen, seventeen, eighteen and nothing happened, I started to worry. What if I’m not around when it happens, or I am around but too senile to remember everything? That’s when I wrote it all down. That way, no matter what, she will know what happened and how it all came to be. And when the story’s done, she can make up her own mind about the dreams, the connection and what her soul is trying to tell her. She might believe me, she might not, but I have to try.
A few days ago, she celebrated her twenty-first birthday. Still no word of the dreams. But there is a young man in her life, although she’s reluctant to talk about him. I don’t know if today of all days I should ask, but something tells me it might be time. There’s a spark in her eyes. A familiar spark. I might be wrong; it might be nothing, but it might be everything.

About the author:

Olivia’s love for words started as a child when she spent all her summer vacations watching her grandfather, who worked for the biggest publishing house in Romania, edit hundreds of books. She is a former investigative journalist for a newspaper and a television network in Romania, now a Marketing Director in Silicon Valley - in between she lived in Paris where her love for the Alsace region was born.

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Twitter: @olilara_writes
Facebook: @olivialaraauthor

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