Blind Sight Blog Tour Part II :)

Hello & happy Wednesday everyone! 

I am back for another stop on the Blind Sight tour… but this time with Leocardo’s book! I know I said this last time, but let me say it one more time… This is a story, written in two different books, by two different people, from two different perspectives.  It’s pretty cool.  It’s the same story, but it’s not, because two different people tell it, and so you see and hear and feel different things. I had to, just in case you forgot 🙂 Now… on with the lovelies 🙂 

Now, today we will be discussing the side of Leocardo.  I will start off with a little insert from the book… 

Excerpt: Blind Sight Through the Eyes of Leocardo Reyes
Written by Ermisenda Alvarez

Prologue

Something was wrong. Leocardo’s blind, sixteen-year-old sister Odette was drawing. She stood next to the fridge and scribbled feverishly on a piece of paper.

“Odette?” he walked over, certain his eyes deceived him. He quickened his pace when she didn’t respond. “Odette what are you doing?”

Something was wrong with her eyes; her pupils were huge, and they engulfed her usual chestnut color.

“Odette, stop.”

He tried to pull her arm, but like a cat that didn’t want to be picked up, she seemed to become instantly heavier. The pen continued to run across the page as her silence persisted. He frowned, growing angry.

“Odette!” She did not flinch.

He glanced down at the paper and realized her scribbling were actually an image. Trees and mountains framed a large lake on the paper and Leocardo was frozen in confusion. How was she drawing? The pen fell onto the paper as Odette collapsed into Leocardo’s arms.

Twisting her around to face him, he demanded, “What were you doing? Answer me!”

Her limp body shook in his arms; her eyes closed and she was barely audible as if on the brink of passing out. “I don’t feel good,” she murmured weakly. Even though she was naturally petite and fragile, now she looked like she was about to shatter. “I want to sleep.”

The warm brown crept back into her unfocused eyes and her pupils normalized.

“Odette,” he started again, but her trembling became more violent so he stopped.

“Okay.” He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her room. As soon as she hit the sheets, the trembling stopped and almost as quickly, snoring followed.

Leocardo wanted to wake her up so he could question her, but he was not sure if she would have any answers. He couldn’t help but wonder if this had happened to her before. He stormed back to the kitchen, picked up the paper, and examined the drawing. The sun’s rays tore through the clouds, and Odette had even added glimmer to the lake’s rippled surface. Odette had been blind since birth; so how could she have drawn this so perfectly? If he hadn’t seen her doing it, he never would have believed it.

Leocardo slouched into the leather couch, still holding the paper. He felt a throbbing pain behind his eyes. Staring at the drawing, he tried to glean some divine understanding of what it meant or how she had done it. His black labrador, Cielo, had abandoned him to sit outside Odette’s bedroom.

An hour passed; he was no more enlightened. He looked up to find Odette standing in the open doorway to her room. He kept silent, but his gaze followed her. She seemed better, no longer moving with the mechanical gestures she had used when she was drawing. Cielo’s nails clicked on the hardwood floor as she followed Odette’s every move.

With disbelief, he watched as Odette began to prepare some sandwiches. “Odette,” he called softly, not wanting to startle her.

“Yeah?”

Leocardo hesitated; why was she acting like nothing happened? “What happened to you before?”

She shrugged, “I guess I had low blood sugar. It was just a headache.”

“What do you remember?” he pried. How could she not remember?

“I had a headache. I went to the fridge. I got dizzy for a second. You caught me.” She paused. “How’d you get from the couch to the fridge that fast?” she asked, as though he was the one who did something strange.

“What?” Irate, he marched over. “Don’t you remember drawing this?” He flapped the page so she could hear it rustle. “What are you trying to pull? This isn’t a game.” He was losing his already short patience.

Her brow pressed together and her lips thinned as she let out a frustrated huff. She spoke slowly, as if concerned he was losing his mind. “Leo… you know I can’t draw, much less see whatever it is you might be holding.”

“I know you can’t,” he said a little defensively. Why was she questioning him when she should be providing answers? “You got up and went to the fridge before you started to draw this. I’m not making this up. I have the drawing right here in my hand!” He restrained himself, shaking the paper again, as if hearing the sound made his story more believable.

Odette’s calm expression indicated that she was not amused.

“How can you not remember?” he asked angrily.

He sighed and dropped the drawing onto the floor. His fingers ran through his hair as he tried to make sense of everything without flying off the handle.

“I’m sorry,” Odette murmured, “but I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“It’s okay… sorry,” The moment was awkward and disjointed; he was unsure what to do. Odette went back to making the sandwich, and Leocardo returned to the sofa. He snatched the remote and flipped between channels until he settled on the news.

Tragedies flashed on the screen as Leocardo watched, wanting to distract his mind. Spanish television bored him, but he didn’t know what else to do. The news featured new government policies in Spain that did not directly affect them amongst other random trivialities. The information changed, and the news channel now featured Alaska and their trading links with other countries.

“Edaion,” Leocardo repeated one of the countries listed. A sudden and overwhelming desire to visit this island nation overtook him.

Odette came over and sat next to him, her unfocused eyes in the direction of the screen. Leocardo leaned forward as if being pulled into the screen. He was mesmerized. Slowly he felt his eyelids droop.

“Edaion,” Odette whispered. A silence fell over them and a supernatural film began to wrap around them, invisible to all, it pressed down on him. Cocooned in this new state, he continued to stare in a trance at the screen. Unable to make sense of anything anymore, he had never wanted anything in his life as much as he wanted to travel to Edaion.

When he tried to stand, he felt an immense pressure upon his shoulders, face and chest. He reached out to Odette, feeling as though he was falling through the sofa itself. Cielo whined and nuzzled his knee. His grip around Odette’s hand tightened. Suddenly the pressure snapped and he felt the painful sensation of being rammed from all sides. The sensation of being hit by a train from every angle was overwhelming.

In a dreamlike state, he stumbled forward with Odette sandwiched between him and Cielo. He was somewhere else. The air was clean and chilly. A stranger’s arm brushed up against him as a group huddled together, all looking lost and confused. Half a dozen dogs circled and sniffed them. Trying to restore his equilibrium distracted him from the dogs until they wouldn’t leave Odette alone. They sniffed and licked her palms causing her to wipe them on his shirt. Someone asked him if he was okay, but he did not answer. The speaker herded the group onto a bus, and as soon as he was seated, Leocardo’s head fell against the windowsill. Blackness engulfed his vision.

The bus lurched and Leocardo was propelled into the seat in front of him. His eyes flew open; his throat felt dry and his nose was pink from the cold. Someone held a drawing before him and had colored it in. It was blurry, and as he reached out, his fingers hit glass. With his sleeve, he wiped the window to see the drawing become clear. Something was wrong.

Why was it behind glass? Where was he? Why was he on a bus? His gaze darted back to Odette who had Cielo nuzzling her affectionately. Her eyes were closed. He woke her up with a shake of the shoulders.

“What is this?” Leocardo demanded as if she would know.

“What’s what? You’re the one who can see, remember?” Her voice was soft and timid. He realized she was just as confused. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close and then placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

His gaze returned to the window. It was still there. As the bus meandered through perilous mountains, he never lost sight of the lake. It was glistening, majestic and overwhelming in size, but it was not a drawing. This time he knew it was real. Something was terribly wrong.

hehehehehe, that sounds so creepy right! Ok, well in defense, let me say that this side of the book looks more into the secrets kept by Ana’s family-as who looks at the little things in their own family- and Leo is sure that something crazy is going on. He really thinks these people may be out to hurt him, or use him and his sister from the information he is given, except for his doubts about Ana… now here’s a lil something from the author of Leo’s book… 

Guest post: By Ermisenda Alvarez

Dreams, imagination, and perspectives

I had a dream; I wanted to write novels. I have been writing since I joined a Harry Potter guild on Neopets at twelve years old. You could write short pieces to receive points. Writing didn’t stop there.

I had a vivid imagination; I wanted to know more. Often, after finishing a book I pondered about how the story could have been retold from a different perspective, maybe a different character. What if we were able to read the story of Snape over the course of seven novels rather than Harry Potter?

I had chance on my side; I met Eliabeth and we were two young women crazy about writing. So, what did we do? We wrote. How did we write? The nature of our friendship began on a role-playing site whereby we wrote from different characters to create scenes and stories.

We had a dream, vivid imagination and each other. What more did we need? Not much else as we embarked on an amazing journey and wrote Blind Sight despite living half the globe away.

Writing a novel was a dream I have had for a long time but I was so excited to write a two-sided novel that followed two different perspectives. It was an ambitious choice for us to make but one of the best. We have not only challenged ourselves but have provided readers with a new way of reading. For those who only wish to read one side, that is okay, but for those of us who are interested in the power of different perspectives and multiple stories we have another side to offer.

The power of multiple stories cannot be emphasized enough in our daily lives. How many times have we heard one story about an acquaintance but once we have met them, we receive a second story, in which might completely contradict the first. Is either one wrong? Maybe not. But your understanding of the person, or novel in the case, is enriched.

Growing up in a Spanish family and living in Australia has taught me a lot about language in my, so far, short life. My very first language was Spanish, but when school started English became my “mother” tongue. A simple saying can dramatically change through translation, those of you who know more than one language will understand this perfectly. I have had to translate pieces of Spanish into English for friends and even though the words I have translated make sense in English, only I can grasp the full meaning and implications of the phrase.

Staying open minded, listening to varied opinions and soaking up what we can from the zillions of stories out there in the world is part of life. Eliabeth and I have channeled the essence of that concept into our first two-sided novel. We live on an earth with billions of people. We all think differently, we see the world differently and together, we are the characters of humanity. I am inspired by dreams, imagination and people.

The story of Leocardo, Aniela, and Odette in Blind Sight can be enjoyed through one color, one perspective but, why limit yourself? There is not only another color to live through but together, a new range of shades to enjoy.

Ermisenda Alvarez

I love the way she says there’s another color to live through, as that’s exactly what happens in these two books when paired together… So, now it’s on to my review!! 

I would like to thank the authors again for giving me a copy read and allowing me to review it for their release tour. Now I know in the other version, I said I loved her side, but boy I love his side too! This is just so fascinating to read the same story, but not exactly, from two different people’s perspectives because it’s the same plot, and the same ending, but nothing is the same! No two people ever think or feel exactly the same, and you really get to see this. And now with these, you want to hold on to these characters as you’ve invested in them- twice if you’ve read both books- and you just can’t help yourself. 
I really can’t say enough how well these are both written as they have such a crazy vibe, they describe the same scene but you see completely different things- for example, when the lake is describe by Leocardo, it’s a wonderful, magnificent thing, because he’s amazed, and Ana thinks its beautiful but has seen it every day of her life, yet it still holds magic in her tale. I don’t know what else to say other than read them! Each book holds valuable but different secrets and I can’t wait to read the next installments!!

Another thing is all the information Leo finds out about Ana’s family, going back some generations, and there are some serious secrets going on, but ya gotta find out on your own.  He sees Ana and thinks she is just showing compassion for his sister, who has become a friend, and he tries to stop his feelings and be preofessional.  It’s such a crazy ride! 🙂 Big 4 paws from me! 

AND NOW…. 

 Who would you chose? Who’s side are you on? 

I am still holding firm to my belief that they are each right… but I guess we’ll have to wait and see as the next installments come out, which will be in the perspectives of Nate ( Ana’s best friend) and Tatiana (her quite mean sister) 

PRIZES: Did you enjoy the review? You could win a gift card and I could win one too! Just leave a comment about the review below and you’re entered in the drawing….

Learn more about Blind Sight: A blind girl drawing is abnormal even on the magical island of Edaion where leaves brush themselves into piles in the middle of the night. So when Odette Reyes, a girl blind from birth, begins to experience ominous side effects of the island’s “gift,” her brother Leocardo and best friend Aniela must figure out what the doctors cannot. As an immigrant, Leocardo is not biased by accepted rules of magic and determines that Odette’s drawings are premonitions. Aniela grew up with magic and knows premonitions are impossible. She determines Odette is a medium channeling voiceless spirits.

Who is right? Whose eyes will you read through?

Both books are “volume one” you can read one without the other and still get a complete story, but you won’t see how the characters interpret the same situation differently.

Buy the book! Both volumes are available as an e-book for Kindle (Aniela’s vol. / Leocardo’s vol.) and Nook (Aniela’s vol. / Leocardo’s vol.) Don’t have an e-reader, pick up a PDF on Smashwords (Aniela’s vol. / Leocardo’s vol.)

The paperback special edition will be available in the fall (northern hemisphere).

The authors:

Eliabeth wrote her first mini-series in second grade when the teacher told her she was not old enough to write a chapter book. Regrettably, for fear of turning into a starving artist, Eliabeth played it safe in college and is now a recent William Jewell graduate with a BA in International Business and Japanese. She now returns to what she truly loves, creating worlds for people to escape to and characters for them to fall in love with. Ermisenda began writing Harry Potter fan-fiction at the age of twelve and started developing her own writing at fourteen when she joined play sites and completed her first crime novel at fifteen. Although her favorite genres were crime and fantasy, she reads a bit of everything. Driven by the desire to evoke the kaleidoscope of emotions her favorite authors are able to, she kept writing. Growing up bilingual amongst her Spanish family in Australia, she found a love and deep appreciation for language and the power it wielded. She is now a Psychology major at the University of Newcastle. Together, they write as Ermilia.

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13 thoughts on “Blind Sight Blog Tour Part II :)

  1. Jean S. says:

    OK, now I really want to read these stories. I had already planned on it since it’s such a fascinating idea. Is it better to read one before the other? Does it matter which one is first?

    • magluvsya03 says:

      They really are good 🙂 if I had to chose I would maybe say read Leo first as he has a mysterious side and it’s just cool where as Ana’s last sentence is kind of a cliff hanger for the next book… Then again I read Ana first… Hmm, maybe I’ll let those nice writers ladies tell you hahahaha

      • Jean S. says:

        Hmmm. Decisions, decisions. I think I’ll have to read Leo’s first since Ana’s has a nice cliffhanger for the next one. Thanks!

      • magluvsya03 says:

        I think you’ll be a little more surprised if you read it that way 🙂

      • Ermilia says:

        Most people have said they like reading Leo’s side first better, but it depends on what you want out of the novels.

        If you want to learn about Edaion and magic slowly with the characters, like reading stories with a male protagonist, and like characters that challenge authority, read Leocardo’s side first.

        If you like learning about characters and their relationships more than the setting and world, like reading books with female protagonists, and like naive coming of age characters, read Aniela’s first. Regardless of which side you read first, the other will fill in gaps and give you a new understanding of situations and scenes that included both characters.

      • magluvsya03 says:

        well said 🙂

  2. Ermilia says:

    Thank you again for hosting us. Reviews like this make all the work worth it. There was a huge rewrite to make sure the scenes matched but were also different, so we’re over the moon we pulled it off successfully. We’re so honored that you took the time to read and review both sides for our blog tour.

    Jean, I’ll let Maghon answer your question first, then I’ll give you my answer. 🙂

    -Eliabeth Hawthorne

    • magluvsya03 says:

      I really loved these and I can’t tell you how glad I was to be included and I seriously can’t wait to get my hands on the next two!! I had a blast

      • Ermilia says:

        Book 2 is in the works and it’s going to be fantastic! I’m so excited to really delve into the inner workings of Nathaniel. He is a much more complex character than Ana gives him credit for!

      • magluvsya03 says:

        I absolutely cannot WAIT!!!! really, I actually really like Nate’s character 🙂

      • Ermilia says:

        Oh you are going to love it. We’re abandoning any attempt to market to a YA audience, so the writing is a higher level and less censored (especially given the characters we’re using) and Nate comes out of the shadow of a supporting character role to have his own story unfold. I thought I would like writing Ana the best, but I think Nate is going to take that cake.

      • magluvsya03 says:

        oh I bet 🙂 Nate seems like he would be so fun LOL and it’s ok, I will read it no matter what age group it is 🙂

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