About The Italian Holiday:
Struggling writer Keats McCall is Italy bound by Valentine’s Day – but it’s certainly not for amore. She needs to escape her mindless barista job, the four walls of the rented room closing in on her, and the memories of last year’s disastrous break-up. Thank the Roman gods she can pack a bag and passport and run to her sister in Florence, Italy, in the hopes of getting her life back on track.
Keats expected to spend her days meandering through the rain-soaked cobblestone streets of Florence. What she didn’t expect was Lorenzo, who smells of espresso, Italian history and self-assurance, to propel her on an unimaginable journey.
From Florence to Venice, Keats basks in a luscious exploration of Italy and Lorenzo while she tries to figure out if the escapist mindset of an Italian Holiday can duct tape her life back together.
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Legend has it that Nicole Sharp was born to hippies during an ice storm in Stone Mountain, Georgia. While confirmation of said events cannot be agreed upon, one fact is for certain, it was a Tuesday. By age twelve, Nicole was sure of two things. 1) She wanted to be a writer. B) she wanted to travel. She begged her parents to allow her to voyage alone to exotic lands. She was allowed to go from California to Boise Idaho to visit a Great grandmother.
Her first car was a yellow Chevy Celebrity and her favorite job was as a docent in a museum in an old mining town in Colorado. And yes, she has written extensively about both. These days, Nicole swigs coffee the way a dehydrated sailor with scurvy would whiskey, she is a purveyor of world travel and the perfect Cappuccino. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with no houseplants. But she isn’t sure that is an important fact.