Lost Tour Stop: Guest Post + Giveaway!

June 18, 2013

Good morning, peeps! (Ok, it sounds weird saying that. I just wanted to see how it would be)

On the bog today, we've got Nadia Simonenko (I love her name!), the author of Lost, book 1 of the Lost & Found series. The sequel, Found, is coming out on July 15th!

Nadia has written a wonderful guest post for us today, and it's really cool, guys! And you just might get some insider titbits about book two! So go ahead, and read it, and enjoy!

Title: Lost (Lost & Found, #1)
Author: Nadia Simonenko
Publication date: February 25, 2013
Genre: New Adult
Sometimes you need someone else to help you find your way.

Maria's life was torn apart when she was fifteen, and for seven years she's kept her terrible secret hidden from the world. Now, in her final semester of college, she still struggles against paralyzing fear just trying to speak up in class, and the terror and helplessness linger on in her nightmares.

Across campus, Owen sees his scars in the mirror every morning while he gets ready for class. They remind him of the broken home he left behind, the father he hates and fears, and the little sister he couldn't protect. Now, in his final semester of college, he's scared that he may have to return to the hell he called home after staying away for almost five years.

When Owen becomes a teaching assistant for one of Maria's classes, they find themselves irresistibly drawn to each other. As the two learn each other's secrets and grow closer, they realize that although they may be lost, they're not alone anymore.

This new adult contemporary romance is recommended for ages 17+ due to heavy subject matter.

 Hi there, Fahima!  Thanks for hosting my guest post today. My post for today is titled -
Real Life Experiences in Lost...But Not Those Experiences
 If you’ve seen anything about this book on other blogs or read anything I’ve written about it, you might have seen reference to all the people I talked to during the making of this book.  While the order of events and actual story itself is not true, everything that happens in Lost—both the good and the bad—is real.  The characters are built out of the experiences of a wonderful group of people who were willing to talk to me about their lives and how they handled the terrible hands life dealt them, and without those people, Lost simply wouldn’t exist.  Well, it would, but it’d just be a series of scattered diary entries in my desk drawer and would be missing a lot of other stuff.

I’ve talked about the nightmares and negative bits a lot recently during interviews and guest posts, and I think it’s time to be a bit more positive.  Let’s have some happy time instead of darkand-depressing time!  I’d like to focus on some of the other real-life experiences in this book.

Some of them are tiny little details and some of them are major plot points, and I’ll try my best to not give away too many spoilers while I’m at it.

--Meeting Owen at the Sushi Restaurant.

Plumtree Restaurant in Ithaca is a fairly popular Japanese restaurant close to the Cornell University campus.  I had a few dates there when I was still a student, and it was the first sushi I ever ate.  I had to bring the characters back there.

Oh… and I walked straight past it twice trying to find it.  Don’t know how I missed it in retrospect, but another quote in the book might explain that…

“It’s not quite as embarrassing as when I asked for directions to the Empire State Building while standing directly in front of it, but when Owen pops out the door and waves to me, I still feel humiliated.”

Yep… that one’s real, too!  Oops.  I was visiting New York City and wanted to see the Empire State Building.  What I didn’t realize at the time was that the tiers of the building come in at such an angle that, if you’re standing at the base of it, you can only see the widest bottom tier of the building.  So here I am wandering around the base of a perfectly ordinary looking building that should be the Empire State Building, but I can’t find it.  Until I ask someone.  Someone who points at the giant bronze plaque on the wall.  Yeaaaah.

--The Dance

I love this scene.  I really do.  It’s built out of two separate memories—one my husband’s and one mine—from before we met.  He went home from college and agreed to take his younger brother to a concert for the night.  He, being the idiot that he is, took his grandmother’s word at face value and wore a suit when she said it was an opera.  No… it was a metal group who had an opera singer as the vocalist.  He claims that he has never felt more out of place in his life.

The second part is from the final dance of a swing-dance class I took in graduate school at Cornell.  I had fancy-pants ideas at the time and was convinced a guy I was kinda-sorta dating at the time to take the course with me.  The last day of the course was set up as if you were all out at a dance, and it was just a night to do whatever you wanted, so I totally broke my budget and bought a black swing dress for the occasion.  Such a great, great night, but holy crap did we suck at dancing.  It’s funny how the second someone stops keeping time for me, I immediately lose the ability to move my feet.  The memory’s still amazing, though, even if my dancing was not. =)

--Owen putting a washcloth over his head at the restaurant at the worst possible time

Yup.  My husband (then boyfriend) did that at a fancy restaurant in New Hampshire while we were out on a date.  The server absolutely did come back right at that moment.  He absolutely did look like quite the ass.

--Whispering in Maria’s ear during steamy time

Yep, but I don’t get to claim these for myself. *Spoiler warning*, but Owen whispering in Maria’s ear and keeping her grounded in reality came from one of the wonderful women who makes up Maria’s character.  I’m so, so glad that she found someone who understood what she needed, and frankly it’s one of the most incredibly, intensely romantic stories I’ve ever heard.  I had to use it.  I had no reaction at first when she told me it, because it broke my brain.  Just… whoa.  If there ever was a way to tell you’d found a guy worth keeping, THERE IT IS.  If he can read your innermost fears and helps you through them like that, holy shit keep him.  I think that’s a pretty fair rule!

--Maria and Owen Sitting by the Campfire

“Wait a minute,” you’re probably saying right now, “there’s no campfire in Lost!  What are you talking about?”

You’re right.  There isn’t.  You’re just going to have to read the sequel, Found, coming out in July if you want to have any idea what I’m talking about!  Buwahahaha and what not.

The last week before graduation at Cornell is “Senior Week,” a period when tons of events are put on for (you guessed it) graduating seniors.  Wine tasting tours, concerts, white-water rafting, that sort of thing.  My friends and I went camping together, and to mark the end of college and the start of our new lives, we each brought something to toss into the fire.

I brought something relevant to this series and I’m going to leave you to wonder what it was.

(Or to go get the sequel when it comes out in July to find out.)

Thanks again for having me, Fahima!!

Enter the giveaway below and you could win a finished paperback copy of Lost (Lost & Found, #1) by Nadia Simonenko.
All the best.
And may the odds be ever in  your favour.


About The AuthorNadia Simonenko is a scientist and author currently living in Indianapolis with her husband, two cats and a dog. When she isn’t writing, she develops new oncolytic compounds and dreams about someday getting to take a vacation.

1 comment :

  1. Awesome guest post by Nadia!

    Thanks for participating :)


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