I am delighted to share my review for Dreaming of Italy by T.A. Williams. My huge thanks to Rachel at Rachel’s Random Resources for my e-copy of this book for a Publication Day Review.
Happy Publication Day Trevor xx
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Up for a dream promotion, Emma won’t let anything get in her way – not even love.
Working for a major Hollywood film company isn’t all glitz and glam. But when Emma gets sent to tour around Italy to scout the perfect location for a new blockbuster movie, she’s not going to complain. Especially when it could make or break her career…
Historical adviser for the project Mark is a distraction that Emma does not need. As they explore the beauty of Italy, Emma starts to fall for the mysterious Mark, and soon finds herself torn between her job and her heart.
From the wild, northern mountains of Piedmont, down the vibrant coast of Cinque Terre and through the rolling hills of Tuscany, Emma’s journey becomes one of self-discovery as she questions her priorities in life.
This heartwarming story of romance and redemption is the perfect read for fans of Tilly Tennant, Holly Martin and Daisy James.
This the second book I have read by Trevor and I was immediately struck by his wonderful and vivid descriptions as well as by the story-line.
Emma is a high-flyer in the film industry, she is tasked with finding scenery, properties on locations for a film called Dreaming of Italy. With script in hand she and Richard, her assistant both head off for Italy.
Richard was an unexpected addition, she is to show him the ropes of her job, he also happens to be the son of the film producer. With travelling around a foreign country, a guide is essential as well an an expert in history so they get all the right slightly off track locations.
Emma is a career driven woman who is determined to mark her mark in a male dominated industry, she has no time for relationships, but for some reason there is an interest that is baffling for her. In a country that is full of romantic locations and having a gorgeous historian it makes her wonder what she will do.
This is a lovely story and I have to say I did find some of the locations that the team flitted around slowed the pace of the story a little. I think for me it was more down to impatience as I wanted to know more about the characters. That being said, the descriptions and the places mentioned were brilliant and they definitely made me want to get a passport and visit some of the old castles, winding roads and off the main track restaurants.
Now I also have to mention my favourite character, Carmen, what a riotously fabulous inclusion to the story. She may have only had a small part compared to some of the others, but my goodness what a delight she was. I am saying no more about her!
This is a story that is rich in descriptions and wonderful sounding food, a great story-line and a tantalising romantic theme. Ideal for readers who like to escape to a different country and feel immersed in the culture. The author has done a fabulous job and Dreaming of Italy is a book I would recommend.
Firstly, my name isn’t T A. It’s Trevor. I write under the androgynous name T A Williams because 65% of books are read by women. In my first book, “Dirty Minds” one of the (female) characters suggests the imbalance is due to the fact that men spend too much time getting drunk and watching football. I couldn’t possibly comment. Ask my wife…
I’ve written all sorts: thrillers, historical novels, short stories and now I’m enjoying myself hugely writing humour and romance. Romantic comedies are what we all need from time to time. Life isn’t always very fair. It isn’t always a lot of fun, but when it is, we need to embrace it. If my books can put a smile on your face and maybe give your heartstrings a tug, then I know I’ve done my job.
I‘ve lived all over Europe, but now I live in a little village in sleepy Devon, tucked away in south west England. I love the place. That’s why you’ll find leafy lanes and thatched cottages in most of my books. Oh, yes, and a black Labrador.
I’ve been writing since I was 14 and that is half a century ago. However, underneath this bald, wrinkly exterior, there beats the heart of a youngster. My wife is convinced I will never grow up. I hope she’s right.