Monday, 19 December 2016

Paralegal by Day, Romance Author by Night! Guest Post by Sylvie Parizeau, author of Incandescently

Paralegal by Day, Romance Author by Night!
Guest Post by Sylvie Parizeau, author of Incandescently

The 10 ways I was able to balance my day job as a legal professional, and work on Incandescently...

1. Accepting that a perfectly balanced day is not always quite of this world ... even when you’re organized.
    Still, I am so grateful for the following circumstances that helped pave my way through (my fit of the crazies), so that I could write (did I mention the crazies? :-D), and write some more...

2. A needed change of pace, leading us to leave big city life behind and move to the quiet and peacefulness of the country.

3. Working for my favorite attorney, my husband (are you reading over my shoulder, Grégoire? He is.). Well, you are my favorite attorney, unless we even when we work on weekends. (See? Told you, you were unequivocally my favorite!)

4. Working from our home office (thanks to intranets and high speed internet connexions) so NO commuting hours to and from downtown Montréal. A bit like working from the bat cave, we are virtually in Montréal.

5. Getting up at the crack of dawn and taking full advantage of ... NO commuting hours.

6. Having a separate reading/writing nook upstairs to keep both lives, well, separate.

7. Eating (pretty much) granola bars for supper for weeks on end, glued to my laptop upstairs; other meals (meaning lunch) generously provided (hot) by said favorite attorney/husband, downstairs. So I could stay glued to my desktop office computer and get the day’s work done and out of the way, but hey, such is life in the bat cave.

8. Acknowledging seven days a week, fourteen hours straight on the computer is a hard limit; my brain is fried after twelve hours. I won’t go into the seven days’ thing; you mentioned ways to balance... ;)

9. Living (under the proverbial rock) on top of a mountain, with no cell phone, *gasp*, no TV, *GASP*, and not much of a social life, *sigh* (refer to my fit of the crazies above). But then again, it’s amazing how much free time those three combined gives back, not to say it feeds my inner-introverted-self to perfection for now and I love it! Does that count for three ways to...? I think it does, so I’ll go for an ‘even dozen’ ways to.

10. Last but not least, now having two (very) grown-up sons out in the world, doing their wonderful and amazing things in their own, wonderful and amazing ways (who may or may not kill me if they ever read one of my stories)...

Want to peek some more inside my head? Feel free to visit my ‘About Me’ tab and peek under the Q&A toggles.

Season greetings from my winter wonderland, and happy reading holidays everyone!
Sylvie xo

A paralegal by day and incurable romantic by night, Sylvie is a cross-genre, and she takes Happily Ever After very seriously. The End just isn’t in her vocabulary.
An incorrigible daydreamer, she now feeds her obsession with epilogues by concocting stories in which heroes deal with the happy from the get-go. Ready, or not. And she confesses under oath to loving every minute of it. 
Sylvie lives her own Happily Ever After in the beautiful mountains of Les Laurentides in Northern Quebec, alongside her whole set of characters. 
In between treks in their backyard wilderness, you can find them hanging out at 

Sylvie Parizeau
Publication date: October 22nd 2016
Genres: New Adult, Romance
LIAM O’SHEA, bestseller author of the SciFi saga, Eiloe.

All I knew was pain – a childhood filled with cruelty and villains who used and abused.

Until Éolie.

I first heard her sweet, angelical voice in the dark of night, when I lay bathed in my own impending death. Seventeen years later, it’s not the nightmare she pulled me out of that haunts me, but the glimpse of Happily Ever After she revealed just before disappearing.

They said she was a figment of my boundless imagination. A wish. A dream. Until I had no choice but to believe them, cherishing my imaginary savior the only way I knew how – in fiction and lore.

But fantasy has a way of transforming reality. When I finally tire of being a citizen of the world, I take an impromptu sabbatical as a professor at a small college on the coast of Maine. And there I see her, the girl with the sea-green eyes and angelic voice.

My world turns upside down. Turns out my girl is for real, and the pull between us is anything but imaginary.

Happily Ever After has a story … and this one is mine.


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