The Art of Change
by Kelly
Andria
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BLURB:
Gallery owner Nellie, a giving yet neurotic
New Yorker, brings together a mismatched cast of characters in the opening of
Ryan Whittaker’s debut, a phallic show. Little does she know that she is setting
the scene for odd and unpredictable relationships, much like Shakespeare in
Midsummer Night’s Dream. The frenzied, magical mix-up is an outrageous farce
with a deep moral message: there is a RIGHT place for everyone in this world
and love and friendship cement us in it.
The Art of Change is a funny, smooth reading romance, which deals with
bridging differences in gender,
education, social milieu, in an
insane but pragmatic, modern fairytale, set in New York City. The twists of the
plot are written without an ounce of cynicism but simply acknowledging that
life is neither here nor there, neither black or white and all can be dealt
with in real friendship and love.
My Review:
I needed a laugh. That is what I got with this book. I loved the way the author portrayed New York City, having been there once, and in times square no less. The characters were great, and their self doubt made them even more believable. The way they were written, I felt like I was reading a spoof of NYC. I "nervously" liked the gallery owner the best. I really liked this book and am definitely going to be reading it any time I need a good laugh.
This book was well written and I am definitely going to be looking out for more from the "author".
This book made me laugh so hard, that I am giving it a 5/5 :)!
I was given a copy to review, however all opinions are my own!
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Excerpt:
Chapter 1
“Vai, Pipino, a year ago, who would have thought we would be
going to a ritzy art show—that’s high society, top-shelf society, Pipino!”
Pino Napoleon Castagnasis had been stacking his famous
meatballs in his special aluminum container, one by one. He paused, meatball in
hand.
“As caterers, Aurora, as caterers—hired help. Don’t you go
filling your head with hot air. Mrs. Nellie, she’s a lovely lady, but we got to
get everythin’ right for this artist guy—his big opening. He is the star!”
Aurora smiled fondly. “My Pipino will be a star, too, wit
his cooking.”
Pino also secretly believed his meatballs were a work of
art, so they had to be presented like a work of art. He refused to pour them in
from the big pomegranate ceramic platter. Pino Napoleon—Pipino only to his
wife—was meticulous to say the least, though his looks did not give that away.
He was a burly man with wavy dark hair, which always fell
across his left eye. He would rake it back with his long sinewy fingers.
Without the dark hair, he could have passed for a Scandinavian lumberjack.
Instead, he looked more like a windblown fishing boat, banged ashore in Astoria
Queens, straight from the Liguria Sea in the Mediterranean.
Content with his carefully piled “neatballs,” he snapped the
last corner of the aluminum top closed with a smirk. The tablecloths were
already in the van, ironed and folded, side by side with the appetizers. They
were all in their individual shiny containers, coded by cover: yellow for the
Dijon mustard–flavoured crackers, red for his classic bell pepper spread.
“Where are the light blue ones for our mini–spinade poofs?
Come on, do not stick them in your mouth—now of all times, my Aurora Horora!”
“I am so in love wit dem! Warm, crunchy and puffy . . . just
like when I see you in your red silk undies, my puffy Pipinusko. I see dem and
I become naughty, horrible Horora, I know . . .”
Each container bore the label INSTROCTIONS so that Aurora
would get everything
right.
Pino looked sideways at Aurora: cobalt sequin clutch in her
lap, she held up a little round mirror as she applied her plum lipstick. Once
again he admired her indifference in the midst of his panic. Aurora had the
ability to block out the world when she enjoyed herself, which she did
regularly. She derived pleasure from mundane daily activities in an endearing
way—simple meals, a TV show, spoonfuls of peanut butter, applying her Pond’s
night cream, even ironing the pleats of his treasured chef’s hat.
All substitutes in a life without sex, thought Pino. If they
had little else between them, at least they lived their parallel lives in
relative harmony, seeking comfort in the common habits they had acquired over
the years—cooking, catering jobs, Corsican festivals, tango lessons, and, of
course, eating. Together they could polish off four pints of homemade ice cream
on top of orange tartelettes or demolish the mini–square napoleons, prepared
with Pino’s amazing handmade puff pastry dough. Pino sighed at the memory.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Kelly Andria
is the pen name of two very close friends who decided to write a story to make
people laugh. The two authors, although different in many ways and viewpoints,
have a lot in common. Both Greek Americans coming from conservative vibrant
families, they learned to speak and act as they believe. Fair but always kind.
Their passion for art, food and romance led them to become authors of a comedy
that redefines the “boy meets girl” norm.
The wacky one of the group knew that they had the stories in them. The
other half quickly became convinced as their quirky characters took shape and
form and gained a voice of their own.
Website: http://www.kellyandria.com/
Buy Links:
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Edition: http://www.amazon.com/The-Art-of-Change-ebook/dp/B008PEXGQ8
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ReplyDeleteWhat a great review. I really enjoyed the excerpt too. It made me smile a lot.
ReplyDeletewow 5/5? Crazyness I had no idea it was that funny and good! I'll have to TBR it!
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words about my book! I appreciate the time that you put into reading what I wrote :) Thank you also for hosting me today....I'll drop by and say hi later today.
I'm looking forward to read this one :)
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Thanks so much for your kind comments!
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