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Old photos and new pages…

It seems each time I’m writing a book, old photos are a big part of the research and these lovely black and white ones are just a handful of quite a few I kept near as I worked on, The Proxy Bride.

The courageous women who were proxy brides and who banded together to keep their farms going after their Italian husbands were interned during WW2 was a story I wanted to write for such a long time. Nonno Anni initially mentioned it to me many years ago. He spoke with such admiration for the women and how tough they did it. This stayed with me and as time marched on, I didn’t want the story to be lost.

To everyone who’s embraced this book – thank you. I’m very grateful. xx And to those who’ve contacted me recently saying they’ve been unable to find a copy in bookshops, (yes, they’d sold out!) I’m very happy to say they’re available once again, both in stores and online. (If you don’t see a copy in a bookshop you’d like to buy it from, they can order one in for you that should arrive within a week or so.)

Again, thank you for your kindness surrounding this book. It felt the time was long overdue that ‘proxy bride’ was no longer only said in a whisper – a long-hidden part of Australian history. These women were incredibly brave and strong and your recognition of them is giving them a voice too – grazie infinite! ❤️ Zoë x

The Proxy Bride…

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On the kitchen table…

On the kitchen table today… last of the season’s figs – backyard grown by an older Italian fellow nearby. (No, I didn’t pilfer them, 😄 he sells them to our local fruit shop). However, talking of figs, it did make me think of Nonno Anni taking those ones from the cemetery…

“During a trip back to Fossa, Nonno Anni and a friend were out walking one day when they came to a grassy clearing and a fig tree laden with fruit. Instinctively, Nonno Anni went towards it, struck by mouth-watering excitement but his friend pulled him back.

‘You can’t eat those! This used to be a cemetery. The roots of that fig tree…’ his voice lowered, ‘plunges into graves.’

Nonno Anni knew it was the old cemetery, his grandparents were buried there. The cemetery had been used and reused so much over the centuries that in times past, after fifty years, the bones would be dug up and placed in an osso sala or bone room so the graves could be reused. Not wanting to upset his friend, or cause a scandal, Nonno Anni refrained, but those luscious plump figs stayed in his mind.

He executed his stealth mission, solo. The next day, when most people were at work or shopping, he carried a bag, his step jaunty, out for an innocent morning walk… Concealed in the bag was a basket. When he came to the heavily laden tree, he first tasted the figs. They were spectacular. The tree hadn’t been touched for years and gave up its load with particular sweetness. Nonno Anni was still kissing his fingers to his lips at their deliciousness as he told me thirty years later. ‘The best figs I ever tasted.’

He filled the basket, hid it inside the dark bag and nonchalantly walked back into the village. His step was indeed even jauntier. Nonno Anni didn’t take the usual lane up to the house, he took the lower, darker route, threading through twisting, tunnelled walkways to get to his stalla. Inside the stable, the air is cool and dry, perfect to store fruit. He didn’t tell anyone at the time but occasionally, he’d steal away to have a fig or five. I’m sure that they were clandestine made them all the sweeter.”

Adapted from, Mezza Italiana

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The Proxy Bride sneaks onto bestseller list…

The Proxy Bride has snuck into no.9 on the bestseller list for Top 10 Historical Fiction! A huge, heartfelt thank you to all of you for supporting my first novel. I’m very grateful. The list came out in The Weekend Australian and it’s such a privilege to be among these established and talented authors. It’s still sinking in to be honest! (I’ve been worried it might’ve been too much of a risk switching from non-fiction to fiction for this book.)

Also, since I mentioned in my last post that Nanna Francesca would’ve been especially happy to see, The Proxy Bride in the Australian Women’s Weekly, I thought I should mention the same might’ve been for Nonno Anni regarding a recent article about my books appearing in the Italian Australian newspapers, Il Globo and La Fiamma (full article in Italian online). I have lovely memories of him at the kitchen table often reading one of these newspapers with a morning coffee (International Roast boiled on the stove in the enamel pot, of course!)

I have to say too that seeing, The Proxy Bride on the same page as a Patricia Cornwall book reminded me of a time, almost thirty years ago, when I dreamt of having a book published. I was working during the day as a clerk doing mainly filing and data entry while also waitressing several nights in a Chinese restaurant and on other nights trying to write (when I wasn’t exhausted!) One lunch hour, I popped out to buy a book to read on the train home and someone had recommended Patricia Cornwall. When I think of the different jobs I’ve had over the years and all the types of writing I’ve done to this point, I definitely don’t take any part of this for granted. Thank you again for embracing these stories. I appreciate it very much! Zoë xx

The Proxy Bride

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