“So, when we are back at my guest house,” he said, softly, “I will see your funny underpants?”
Glenn Quigley
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Format:
ebook
Publisher’s Synopsis:
Stuart is a reporter for a seldom-watched history channel, forty-one years old, and recently single. His latest assignment has taken him to the beautiful country of Georgia to film a traditional polyphonic choir—one of the last of its kind. The choir is run by Otar, a gruff man of strong opinions who is used to getting his own way.
When it’s suggested that Stuart get involved with the choir’s latest performance, he will have to quickly learn how to sing in Georgian, perform a traditional dance, and avoid butting heads with Otar. He probably shouldn’t drink too much wine the night before the show, either.
As Otar struggles to keep the past alive, can he help Stuart to leave his behind?
Point of view:
3rd person. Entirely from Stuart’s perspective.
Rellim’s Thoughts:
Short, but amazing. I think I use “vivid” every time I try to describe Quigley’s writing. I can’t think of a better word for the way he wonderfully paints the world and characters he’s writing.
Entirely from Stuart’s perspective – traveling to Georgia (country) with a small camera crew to film a documentary about a choir from a small village. Stuart is trying to get over a breakup and finds renewal in an unlikely place with an unexpected partner. Lots of laughs, adorably sweet, and a little sexy. Perfect short story.
About the author:
Glenn Quigley is an author and artist originally from Tallaght in Dublin, Ireland, and now living in Lisburn, Northern Ireland with his partner of many years.
His first novel, The Moth and Moon, was published in 2018. When not writing, he paints portraits in watercolours and tweets too many photos of lighthouses.
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My Favorite Quotes
“The only word you really need is gaumarjos.”
“There is nothing scarier than being shouted at by a short, angry Georgian man when you’re wearing nothing but a towel.”
“So, when we are back at my guest house,” he said, softly, “I will see your funny underpants?”