This is the first time I have shared unpublished work to the public. It’s quite a scary thing to do.
I started writing each chapter on Wattpad, then I narrated small parts and added chapter to my monthly newsletter.
I’m about halfway through now with 50,000 words. I’ve given myself a September deadline, but it doesn’t matter if I meet the deadline or not.
Thank you, everyone, who is taking this journey with me.
If you haven’t started reading Broken Chains, allow me to introduce to you some of the main players.
Elizabeth Finley. I put her through hell. She starts of doing some research for the novel she’s working on. But her research goes too far and she ends up getting snatched by MI5 and interrogated by agents. And that’s how the story starts.
Alex Jones is one of the MI5 agents that interrogates her. Can’t tell you any more without giving up the plot. But let’s just say Liz and Alex get very cosy.
James, Liz’s estranged father, turns out to be the Godfather of the Greek Mafia. He’s lied to her and she quickly learns how ruthless and dangerous he really is. Liz is the Princess of the Greek Mafia and Jacob’s only heir. Now it’s her turn to do her duty.
Marco Luchiano. Don of the Italian Mafia who kidnaps and tortures Liz.
Something new I’m also trying is I’m translating all the Italian, Greek and Russian mafia, who star in the book. I want authentic dialogue which is then translated into English.
I do hope you take a look and read the chapters that are up on Wattpad.
For the Greeks, Easter is not about chocolate eggs, although there are more appearing in the shops every year.
The Greeks live by their religion (Greek Orthodox) so Easter is one of their biggest holidays.
Every town and city has their own traditions, but the beautiful Island of Corfu, where I have lived for over 19 years, is famous for their Easter.
Thousands of Greeks, as well as foreigners, travel to Corfu for the unique celebrations.
For forty days, traditional Greeks will fast, leaving meat, eggs, milk, cheese, and sweets from their diet. The rest of the country fast on Wednesday and Fridays, but all will diet for the last week before Easter.
Lefkimi is one of the largest villages on the Island. The first of the numerous parades begins when the sun goes down on Good Friday. Villagers dressed in black, congregate at the local church…
It’s hard to believe that a tornado hit Lefkimi, our Greek village. Add that to a hurricane and you can imagine what it was like.
No. You couldn’t unless you were there. Take a look at the photos, that apparently no Greek news station thought our village was important enough to report on.
Lefkimi is one of the largest villages on the Island and yet only half was hit. Melikia and Potami. I live in Melikia.
We weren’t at home at the time. We were outside, driving right into it.
11th November is my eldest daughter’s birthday. We were dressed up and ready to go out and eat. It was raining and it was windy. Lightning had been flashing for a while. For some reason, my husband wanted to drive the back way of the village, missing out the cafes and shops. The road was alongside a canal (Potami) we saw the water has risen very high. We passed a man with a torch checking out his boat. The further down we drove, the worse the weather was becoming. It got so bad I asked my husband who was driving, can you see anything out of the windscreen because I can’t.
It was too late to stop and we couldn’t see anything in front or behind. The rain and wind were so fast and heavy that I couldn’t see anything outside. Then we had leaves and branches hitting the screen and the top of the car. We thought it was hail stones. Alexia, my youngest already had a fear of thunder and storms, so she was shaking and crying. We made it to the end of the road and onto the main road, which would take us down to where we were eating. We saw a row of lights ahead and my eldest daughter said it was the Cube, a coffee place we go to often. As we coming up to Cube, we couldn’t see ahead, on the opposite side of the road, or what was behind, so my husband turned into the carpark and we stayed there until it looked safe to move again.
In that time we watched the wind knocking over huge plants, ripping the flags off, tipping over a motorbike and then the electric went off inside and my youngest was crying and shaking again. My eldest daughter was cuddling with her in the back seat. It was a scary time. The rain stopped and the wind abated and so we continued our journey. You have to understand we thought we were in a bad storm and it was over. It wasn’t until we were driving on the main road and saw a tree down and then another that totally blocked our side of the road, that we suspected a tornado. My husband said exactly what I was thinking, what if we had kept going and hadn’t stopped at the Cube?
We continued and arrived at the taverna where we ordered our meal. I was in the toilets with my youngest when my husband came in and said, he had just received a call from his dad, the tornado hit Melikia and there were damages. We took the food to go and rushed back to the house.
Now, this next video is chilling. It demonstrated how close we were and how lucky we are to be safe, together and unhurt.
I have to hand it to the Corfu island fire department and electricity board. My husband pulled over and phoned them as soon as we saw the fallen trees and they were there dealing with it when we came back from the taverna. We were without power and water for less than 24hours. From the amount of firetrucks, cranes and vans from the Electric company, around our area, I assume they came from town.
It’s now 10pm on Sunday evening 12th November. I have no idea what the official cause is apart from a tornado and hurricane. I haven’t heard of any casualties inside the village.
Sadly, there was a death near Santa Barbara of a Greek man whose car fell into a river. His family managed to get out safely but his foot got stuck in the steering wheel and he died.
This information was given to me second hand, so if I learn more of the official facts I will update this piece.
We are on half power now and it may be off again tomorrow as they continue work. Apparently, we could be having the same freak weather on Tuesday. I don’t think Alexia will get over this experience. She jumps every time the light flickers. We’ve been trying to instil in her that rain, wind and thunderstorms are harmless. She had such a fear of them before, now it seems it was warranted.
In conclusion, Mother Nature is a bitch and can suck rotten eggs!