It’s All In The Waiting #giveaway #lifenow #makingitwork #awriterslife

I know April Showers brings May flowers is the proper statement but this month I and several author friends are going to shower you with fun tips to make the best of this Corona Virus Pandemic, crafts and or recipes plus there is a big giveaway at the end so read on and enter! We are starting things off with Viviana MacKade

I know April Showers brings May flowers is the proper statement but this month me and several author friends are going to shower you with fun tips to make the best of this Corona Virus Pandemic, crafts and or recipes plus there is a big giveaway at the end so read on and enter!

It’s surviving, man. Surviving.

It’s a waiting game, and anybody should do whatever possible to just make it alive, both literally and emotionally. How I do it?

Here’s my household situation.

#1: My husband still works weekends because he’s essential and can’t leave his lab and projects unattended. They have a rotation going on, so they all go in for some hours when nobody else is around, and keep things moving safely. It’s slow, but not still.

#2: I’m 20 weeks pregnant and with the school closed, my jobs went down no subbing, only write. Which I can’t do much because of ->

#3: my son Massimo is in kindergarten and we’re homeschooling. Hard. Meaning, we work on school stuff for the entire morning. And let me tell you this, a thing a lot of teachers with kids will back up: teaching kids and teaching your kid? Two universes apart. Drama ensues and gets dealt with on a 10 minutes basis. I should probably mention here that when the virtue of patience was handed out, I was absent. I got none. And BELIEVE me, for my boy I’m finding a reservoir of it I didn’t think I had in me. Still, between not being the patient type, being pregnant, and all this mess going on around us… it’s challenging.

Anyways.

The afternoons are for all the extra.

The boys, husband and son, play some videogame while I try to do some work on my books and blog. Then it’s all the extra activities from school: art, music, PE, library, technology. It’s a nice way to keep him busy in a non-screen way, but it doesn’t give me time for my job because I have to be there with him as they are all guided activities (note: times between those, tv, and videogames may vary).

A couple of days a week, son and husband go jogging, and being in a quiet gated community is turning out to be a huge blessing. Another couple of days I turn into a Gymnastic coach and help the boy keeping up with the videos his (real) Gymnastic coach sends the class.

And that’s it. Sometimes we bake, depending on what they didn’t give us from the market – online shopping only. Might be chocolate chips muffins, bread, cookies, pasta (we’re Italians, we’re okay with that anyway.) We set a tent in the backyard and we roast marshmallows. I go for walks after dinner, when there’s literally nobody around. I guess soon we’ll place a little pool beside the tent, something where my son can splash and get wet and I can sit in, as we live in South Florida and it’s heating up.

And this is it.

We wait.

For the storm to pass.

For our little girl to grow up and then make her entrance. Finger crossed that by the end of August/early September I will be able to bring her here in peace.

How are you making it work?

Title: Crescent Creek Collection (3 books series)

Author: Viviana MacKade

Genre/heat: Small town romance with a dash of suspense. 2 flames out of 3. No closed doors, but not erotica.

Pages: 678

From the cold Canadian border, the US1 runs along the east coast with patience. Southbound, always south, until it reaches the Sunshine State. Not the fastest way, sure, but if you have time to drive it all the way down, you might find yourself lost in one of the coastal towns that dot the US1 like little jewels. Maybe that town’s name is Crescent Creek.
These are the stories of its people.

All Those Miles I Walked ~ Crescent Creek 1
At eighteen, DJ made a choice–her heart or her dreams. Neither was wrong, yet either would break her heart. She chose the world. Over a decade later, she returns to Crescent Creek and to the one regret she’s ever had–Scott.
Scott’s always been steady as a rocky reef. He’d loved once and when she’d left, his strong heart had crumbled like a sandcastle. Now DJ is back, and Scott wants nothing to do with her. If only Eva, his and DJ’s old friend, didn’t need their help. Because of her, he’s stuck with DJ and he’d be damned, she still gets under his skin.
DJ is a free spirit who needs the road under her feet. Scott is a family man who wants to groom his roots. With danger on their doorstep and a baby to keep safe, how much are they willing to compromise for love?

Painted Love ~ Crescent Creek 2
Thou shalt not steal.
Oh, but Florence had, and would do so one last time. Ten pieces her grandfather painted for her because he loved her. Ten pieces her mother lost, along with anything else, for loving the wrong man. She couldn’t get back everything he’d wasted away, but she’d be damned if she’d give up those paintings.
Easy and genuine, Rhett loves his life–his family, his market, his town. Until he meets a British woman with grey eyes and a cute little smile. The woman he’s been waiting for. The thing is, to love her is easy, but can he trust her?
When Rhett pushes to uncover her agenda, Flo knows she will lose something–the man she loves or what she’d been fighting for years. Which road will she choose?

His Midnight Sun ~ Crescent Creek 3
Tormented, fierce, and broken, sculptor Aidan Murphy has judged himself guilty. He yearns for love but pushes everyone away. He longs for acceptance but has lost the key to open his heart. Until he meets Summer Williams. Beautiful and smart, Dr. Williams promises haven for a man who believes he deserves none. All he has to do is let her in and risk his heart and soul.
Summer’s managed to keep her inner light alive, even through tragedy. She’s created a new life for herself and her daughter in Crescent Creek with loving, caring and fun friends–well, except brooding, breathtaking Aidan. She’s used to keeping away from his type, though. All she has to do is ignore the pull of a man who’s turning up to be much more than snarls and storms. Will her compassion and medical instincts let her?
Love can heal a broken soul and shake up a timid heart. Or it can unleash devastation and revenge.
Will Aidan and Summer survive the hurricane?

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Meet Viviana

Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.

The best way to know me is through my website (and the books I host):  http://www.viviana-mackade.blog/

The best way to see what I’m up to is through my Instagram account.

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Viviana is offering a complete Crescent Creek Collection. Be sure to comment if you have a preference on MM only or Mf only or you may get something you don’t like. Here is a list of all the prizes! Good Luck!

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