Review & #giveaway Me Tarzan – You Jane by Camelia Miron Skiba 2CamiSkib @axpressotours

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Book & Author Details:

Me Tarzan — You Jane by Camelia Miron Skiba
Publication date: December 6th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance

Tarzan.jpgSynopsis:

2015 DREAMS Awards Finalist
2015 RONE Award Finalist

Moving on doesn’t always have to mean goodbye.

Widowed makeup artist Jane Sullivan is more comfortable keeping her husband’s memory alive than dating a pool full of sharks. Ella, her 4 year-old daughter, is her whole world.

When Jane meets Lucas Oliver, famous cover model, it’s hate at first sight. His playboy persona rubs her the wrong way.

Accustomed to every woman fawning over him, Lucas is drawn to the shy, uncompromising single mom and completely melts at the sight of Ella. He is determined to convince Jane that sometimes a second chance can mend a broken heart.

review

I feel a little bit like this book has something of a split personality.  It is a little tricky to explain that  without giving anything away, but the set up from the initial chapters let me to expect the story following a certain route.  And, whilst it essentially did follow that path, it was the behaviour of the characters along the way which had me head scratching a little bit.

Leaving aside my issues with the morphing character behaviour, this was a light, reasonable read, with some of my favourite elements being the interactions with Ella.

I voluntarily reviewed a copy of this book.

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purchase links

Amazon (universal) | B&N

About the author

Ever since I began writing and publishing books I’ve been on the run, always trying to write the next page, the next chapter, the next book. Every story was another journey, another discovery of what I could do and another evolution. All these years my motto was it doesn’t matter who I am or where I come from, but what I leave behind is. I thought I have it all figured out.

Socrates, one of the biggest philosophers to ever grace humanity once said, “I am talking a crock of s***.” I had no idea this expression dated hundreds of years ago and belongs to him, but who am I to argue with him? Needless to say, after some soul searching I realized my motto was a . . . pot of smelly stuff. I had a meltdown because, if you think about it, why would what I leave behind matter more than who I am here and now in this very moment? How will I ever know if what I left behind mattered with no way of seeing it? How am I gonna enjoy it? Think Socrates; does he know how much he touched humankind? Does he know people still remember him centuries later? And if he knows, does it make a difference?

I’m not sure. Frankly I doubt with all my heart it makes any difference to him. He’s gone, like I’ll be gone one day and instead of beating myself up to leave something behind me, I’m going to learn how to live here, now and totally enjoy it. No more worrying about tomorrow, but live today. No more five-year plans, but rather let the sun soak my skin, the air fill my lungs and the grass touch my feet. After all, I only live once.

author links

Website | Goodreads | Facebook | Twitter

giveaway

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