For Daly English, life is a series of one disappointment after another. Rather than dealing with the fall-out, she locks herself in her studio and works tirelessly toward completing her art school portfolio. Unfortunately, fate isn't done with Daly quite yet.
Time and time again, a handsome stranger refuses to be ignored, forcing her to come to grips with the loss she's been harboring for years and to trust herself to love again. Their whirlwind romance transports her from the drab Midwest straight to the bold and colorful capitol city of India where a slew of quirky characters cast a stark contrast to her world at home. Will Daly continue to fade into the background of her own life, or will her journey transform her into exactly who she needs to be?
A Colorful Life: Drawn in Broken Crayon weaves a tale of friendship, ambition, and adventure while illustrating that sometimes what we want least is what we need most.
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"I like it." Daly remained serious despite Kashi's jovial mood. She could just picture a raven-haired Rapunzel at the top of the tower, letting down her hair to her rescuer. "Totally romantic." Maybe she wasn't in that serious of a mood.
Kashi quirked an eyebrow. "Daly, you're pretty weird. The Qutub Minar is not a romantic place. For romance, you go to Taj Mahal."
"Well, then let's see the Taj, too. But there's no rule that says only one Indian monument can be beautiful and majestic. Right?"
"I guess not, but don't just stand and stare at the tower. The Qutub has much more than its minar. There are ruins all around here, and also the Iron Pillar."
"The Iron Pillar? What's that?"
"The Iron Pillar!" Mishti interjected as she hopped toward them. "It's my best monument. A magical thing."
Mishti ignored Daly's quizzical expression and hurried to the pillar, the rest of the family following in her wake.
"This pillar's even older than the tower," Kashi explained. "Twice as old, actually."
Daly worked out the math. "That would make it... sixteen hundred years!"
"Yes, that's about right. Nobody knows how it was constructed, or how, after so many years, it doesn't sport a single bit of rust. India has brought in many big-name scientists to study the pillar, but no one can figure it out." He spoke as if recounting a ghost story around a summer campfire.
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Author review: Maria is an incredibly talented translator. My proofreader was awed by the quality of the translation, and I loved how prompt and professional she was throughout the entire process. She also did an excellent job of formatting the translation as she worked, which was a nice surprise for me! I definitely plan to work with her again. |
