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Wednesday, November 14

Book Excerpt - Out of the Blue

3. From Chapter 15 [Sylvia is working at the restaurant/pub/hotel and observes this scene] 

A man in his late forties with a port-induced complexion and a baggy suit stood up and started performing a highland fling next to his seat. His right arm rose high above his head, and his left hand held his hip. He hopped in place and the more he moved, the more the others watched. Conversation slowed, and then halted as the man continued his impromptu jig and the footballers began clapping in time. The Scotsman danced over to the fireplace in short, jerky steps, his silhouette bouncing on the ceiling and walls. He started moving his way across the room, fueled by the booze and riveting music.

Even those who straggled behind in the dining room were now in the pub and clogged the entrance between the two rooms. The Scotsman grinned as he waved a few times at his attentive audience. The clapping continued and he stripped off his suit jacket in time to the drumbeats, timely plaudits and bagpipes. He flung it over to one of the men who caught it. The Scotsman continued his dancing/march across the floor towards the fireplace. But when he reached the crackling fire he abruptly turned and started unbuckling his belt. More laughs and some cheers were heard from the intoxicated spectators. Sylvia was quiet, wondering just how far the man would go. He continued with his caper and when he reached the opposite end, near Harry's office, he opened his belt and journeyed back across the stage he'd created for himself. The buckle and its tongue jingled along with his pocket change. Quickly, he unfastened the button on his waistband, and then kept his hand on his zipper, teasing his captive onlookers.

"G'on, mate," yelled a football player, amidst a chorus of cheering. The Scotsman didn't need much encouragement, for as he completed another rhythmic trip toward the hearth, he obliged his mates by pulling down his zipper, and wriggling his hips like a stripper. More laughs and shouts. Sylvia was fascinated. Already the man's trousers were slipping and she saw the upper portion of white boxers.

"Take 'em off!" voiced someone whom Sylvia thought was relishing the spectacle. The man's final parade across the room culminated in him rolling his pants down to reveal his white boxers. Hollers, cheers, a few whoops and a heavy round of applause broke out, drowning out the music. The Scotsman ended his striptease by exiting through the pub's front door, like an actor leaving the stage after a final encore. He returned a moment later, pants and belt fastened, a broad grin upon his sweaty face. The Scotsman was again greeted with enthusiasm and: "Great show there. How 'bout takin' it all off then?" The performing Scot merely lowered the wattage of his drunken grin and went up to the bar to receive his free pint. [473]


Sylvia Gardner is a naïve cashier who lives with her mother in Richport, Illinois. Upset with being dumped by her first boyfriend; she later falls in love with an English actor after watching him on a TV show. For two years she researches Alexander Thorpe's life and career, saving her money to travel to his Cotswolds village, intent on meeting him. Staying in the village's only hotel, she gets room and board in exchange for working at the Windrush Arms Hotel. Complications ensue when the drunken hotelier, Harry Livingstone, takes a fancy to Sylvia. As in her fantasies, Sylvia and Alexander get together—but with unexpected results.

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Two winners will win an ebook copy of Out Of The Blue, and the first place winner also has their choice of one of the following:  

Hollywood Office 
Temp I WANT YOU: Seduction Emails from a Narcissis 
Love Me, Need Me: A Narcissist's Tale 
North of Sunset 
Notes from Nadir 
Satan's Casting Call 
South of Sunset 
The Wilkes House Haunting 

12 Easy Melt and Pour Soap Recipes 
Monoi de Tahiti: Spa in a Bottle 
Nuts About Shea Butter 
Squirrels in the Hood  
About the Author:

Lisa Maliga has been writing ever since she learned how to put crayon to paper back in kindergarten. Since then, she has learned to type and uses a laptop, citing it as way more convenient. A fan of taking digital photos, you will find some of them on her website and in her nonfiction books. The masthead is a shot of the Pacific Ocean taken at sundown. Variations of this photo are seen on the covers of North of Sunset and her short story collection, South of Sunset. As an avid squirrel-watcher, all photos in Squirrels in the Hood were taken by the author.  

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