Fifty Textures of Sand - and a Sense of Place
by Nancy Gadzuk
Exactly ten years ago today I was packing everything I owned
into the empty Carlo Rossi wine cartons I’d pick up each day at my local packie
(package or liquor store to those of you not from New England) to move south. I
couldn’t believe how much cheap wine my suburban Boston neighbors were able to
guzzle every day to keep me in empty cartons.
What I noticed first was the quality of the light here on
the North Carolina coast. For one thing, there’s simply more light than I’d
been accustomed to. Longer days. More days of sunlight. Somehow the light here feels
more luminous and alive than it did in New England. When salt water shimmers under
that light, I fall in love.
What I noticed next was that people stop. And talk. I meet
barrel-chested macho fishermen on the beach who make kissy noises to my dogs.
People in the grocery store who grab something from my cart and ask what I use
it for. People on the street who want to know if I’ve found my church yet.
Wherever I go, people talk like we’re friends. And so I guess we are.
I write about quirky characters stumbling toward
self-awareness, decent pasta, and possibly love. Maybe it’s the light, maybe
it’s the sand, maybe it’s the coastal lifestyle (whatever that is), but once I
began my flat-out, full-time focus on writing fiction, I couldn’t imagine my
stories taking place anywhere but in a sleepy southern coastal town.
I hope I’ve conveyed this sense of place in my novel, Moon Beach Magic, which was released
earlier this month. My partner and I
like to take road trips, and I think we’ve visited every funky little beach
town from North Carolina to the Texas/Mexico border. Moon Beach is an amalgam
of the very best of these gems.
Moon Beach Magic
is, not surprisingly, a beach read. In addition to that sense of place, I tried
to include something for everyone: mob threats, explosions, pastries to die for,
a sleazy lawyer, redneck do-gooders, missing deeds, misunderstood artists,
magic potions, shapely legs and long red hair, a loaded gun, a junkyard dog,
hungry wildlife, and the threat of massive development.
Here’s the back-of-the-book blurb:
As Vince’s world explodes behind him, he flees his dead-end
life for a fresh start in sleepy Moon Beach. But when a land-hungry con artist
shows up in town, Moon Beach becomes anything but tranquil.
Now Vince and his to die for burnt sugar ricotta pastries, a
feisty octogenarian with a major stake in prime coastal real estate, a
beautiful young woman with a penchant for scrap metal and forgery, and the
local wildlife must all join forces to try to save the beach–and each
other–from an environmental disaster.
Greed. Deception. Sleaze. Dynamite. Definitely a recipe
for trouble in paradise.
Unless adding a bit of Moon Beach magic to the mix can
conjure up a generous helping of just desserts for everyone instead.
In earlier lifetimes, Nancy Gadzuk worked in publishing,
taught at various levels from kindergarten through university, designed
interactive video, attended theological school, and conducted ethnographic
research in urban schools. (Not all at the same time, though.) If she’s not
writing, she’s probably walking on the beach or singing.
She writes fiction under the name Natasha Alexander. Her
novel, Moon Beach Magic, is available
in both print and ebook form from online retailers and in print from selected
independent booksellers. Visit her Natasha Alexander persona at Goodreads or
her website: www.natasha.edcentric.org
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Please come back on Thursday, when Sparkle Abbey will be guest blogging
about why writing is hard - like training a puppy!
In the meantime, you can find my Animals in Focus mysteries
and lots more under the tabs at the top of the page.
Thank you, Sheila, for hosting me on your site today! I enjoyed the opportunity and know I'm in good company with the rest of your guest bloggers. I'm looking forward to hearing you talk about The Money Bird Tuesday evening.
ReplyDeleteYou are most welcome, Nancy!
DeleteHi, Nancy/Natasha. I envy your beach life, but I relate to your difference in light observation. When we moved from Indianapolis to Fresno, that's the first thing I noticed. It seemed like the sky was bigger here. Good luck with your new book.
ReplyDeletethis was a delight! Nancy, why don't you publish under your own name?
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you enjoyed it, Elaine. When I started writing fiction for publication, I was still working and writing for academic institutions. I thought it might be confusing to have the same person doing "serious" educational research while using explosives, guns, and pastries to create a fictional world. Now I'm writing fiction full-time (YAY!) and will probably ease into using my own name.
Deletethis was delightful!! Nancy, why don't you write under your own name? Just curious
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda! Life near salt water is the best, in my opinion. But you are near mountains, also good.
ReplyDeleteI read your previous book, Nancy, and am waiting my turn as my husband finishes Moon Beach Magic. Cannot wait to get my hands on it and get back into the story with Vince!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Alese. I hope you enjoy it. And thanks for visiting here.
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