A Sip of Limonata…

… and A House Near Luccoli

Fruit and book_pe

Besides the folder of music, Donatella carried up a tray of limonata and anise cake, another of Nonna’s suggestions.

“At last.”

She smelled a candle burning, but it didn’t light the short hall. In the main room a window was open, with the settee moved closer to it, Signor Stradella a masterpiece resting there. One dark leg was stretched and falling over the back of the couch, a ruffled hand on its knee; the other bent to the floor and, even without stocking and shoe, appeared ready to walk away. He had also undressed to his shirt still buttoned high and wrinkled softly because it was made of the finest linen. A slight breeze blew his hair over his face. As he realized her burdened entrance, his right shoulder pillowed a half-smile and he reached out lazily.

“Did you bring bavareisa?”

“What’s that?” She clumsily laid the tray down on the gray marble hearth, not wanting to bend with her back to him.

Cioccolata and caffè.”

“We don’t have coffee. It’s too expensive.”

“I’ll pay for it.” He swung into sitting, hunched and rubbing his neck. “I’m getting one of my headaches.”

“It’s the weather.” Donatella offered him a drink.

He accepted it, the tips of his fingers friendlier than they should have been. “A veil over the sun, like a woman at Messa.”

He tasted it. “Ah. Fresco.”

“Squeezed this morning. Nonna says it’s good for clearing the voice.”

Cara Nònna.” He raised his glass, then emptied it with a kiss on its rim. “I’ve heard she was very rebellious. I wonder you didn’t become the same.”

“I wasn’t meant to.”

“How do you know?”

“Because it didn’t happen.” She was still holding the folder.

“I believe that’s why you’ve come?”

He moved slowly to make space on the table where his inventions were layered and sprawled, so many at once. By the time she placed the copy there he was sitting once more, leaning forward, his head in his hands.

“You can let me know.” She felt intrusive. “I’ve never seen you at Maddalena before.”

He rose, admitting his rudeness. “I was testing the sound for a wedding there.”

“It must be a special one.”

“Ah. I’ll make it so.” His teeth showed. “Così.” He leaned over the table, the side of his face long and angled, eyelashes still and mouth taut, the first page flipped for the second, the second for the third, every one after that as unremarkable.

“I’m untrained.”

He looked at the first page again, his index finger, chin, and muted hum following the stanzas. “Ah. You see. Just a little more space here and this note a little higher, the words not quite aligned.”

Her hope of impressing him was gone.

“No, no.” He showed sensitivity to being misunderstood. “Even my last copyist, a priest, cursed my sloppiness.”

“I did my best.”

“Ah. Anyway, there are many arie in the serenata, besides duetti and trii and sinfonie. I need copies of each by—you saw the date; barely a month away. Before that for rehearsal.” He closed the folder, falling back on the settee. “And only so-called musicisti in Genova, too quick or too slow or distracted by ambizione. Will you do more for me?”

She had to consider. His reputation. Her motivation. She couldn’t sign her name to the work, freely spend any payment, or even show some pride. Sneaking around, her aunt would eventually find out and put a stop to it anyway.

“Is that cake?”

“Yes.”

“For the flies?”

“Oh.” She rescued the plate.

He took a slice, eating it almost without chewing. “As we live dangerously opening windows.”

He reached for another, nodding for her to take what was left.

“All right,” she answered.

Bene allora.”

“I mean … I will help you.”

Mangia.”

“Oh, yes.” She broke a corner of the last piece on the plate.

He got up to pour her a glass of limonata, staring as her lips, covered in crumbs, finally took a sip.

From Chapter Five of A House Near Luccoli by DM Denton, published by All Things That Matter Press, available in Print, Kindle, Audio Book and NOOK Book Editions

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A House Near Luccoli – One Year Anniversary

My historical fiction, A House Near Luccoli, imagining an intimacy with the Italian Baroque composer, Alessandro Stradella, has been out for a year!

It is available in Paperback, Kindle and NOOK BOOK  editions, and also as an Audio Book.

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I still pinch myself, feeling so blessed to have caught the attention of the award-winning novelist, Marina Julia Neary, who introduced me to my wonderful publishers, Deb and Phil, at All Things That Matter Press. They consistently offer sincere support, encouragement, respect and friendship to their authors who are also very supportive of each other.  I hope to have a long and productive relationship with ATTMP!

At this (just over) one year anniversary of the publication of A House Near Luccoli, I want to express my heartfelt appreciation to everyone who has purchased, read, is reading or planning on reading the novel, and to those who have taken the time to write and post a review. You can see many of them here on my website.

Reviews, ratings and recommendations are very important to a book’s exposure, to expanding its readership and giving it more chance for success. If you enjoyed the novel, please spread the word!

So, a gentle reminder and entreaty: if you did read A House Near Luccoli, are in the process of doing so or planning to, a review (of any length) would be welcome and can be easily posted to Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Goodreads (if you are a member).  Whenever and wherever I share a review, I am happy to link back to the reviewer. I also am open to review exchanges.

If you don’t feel comfortable writing a review, I would still welcome your feedback, even in the comments on this blog or somewhere else like Facebook. If you wish to do so privately, there is a contact form on my website. If you have not yet considered ‘visiting’ A House Near Luccoli, I invite you to go to my website  to read about it, including excerpts and an audio sample.

Thank you all for your friendship and encouragement as I pursue my passion!

I wish you all much happiness and fulfillment in whatever yours may be.

Finally, I’m offering this excerpt from my other publication, A Friendship with Flowers, with the understanding that taste in reading like anything else is a very personal thing.

Copyright 2013 by DM Denton

Copyright 2013 by DM Denton

Pinky-white the blossom,
black the berry;

otherwise the only query between
the flower and the fruit
is which kind of taste
they better suit.



donatellasmallest©Artwork and writing, unless otherwise indicated, are the property of Diane M Denton. Please request permission to reproduce or post elsewhere with a link back to bardessdmdenton. Thank you.

Chance to Win A House Near Luccoli Audio Book

Announcement:

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Audio Book Give-a-way Contest

This week’s audio book give-a-way is

my historical fiction

A House Near Luccoli

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Contest question wll be presented  on the June 27th broadcast Capture the Magic of Life through Music and Inner Healing @ 9PM EDT.

To attend Live Broadcast or listen to Pod Cast click on: It Matters.

Deadline to enter is July 3rd, 7:00 PM EDT.

To enter: listen to the Live Show or Podcast, answer this week’s question by clicking here  and putting the answer in the message area of the It Matters Contact Form. Hit send and you’re entered!

You may be the lucky winner, so tune in and be a part of the It Matters Family!

And I’ll let you in on a little secret: I will be making an appearance … such as I can on radio!