Media Kit: Jessica Lucci

 

Author bio:

Jessica Lucci writes about modern issues while maintaining historic integrity.  Four volumes of poetry focus on perseverance in recovery from abuse and advocating for mental health and community ties.  She has also been published in the Lucidity Poetry Journal.  Her haiku was featured on the Minuteman Bikeway Haiku Installation. The poetry collection "Freedom For Me" and the gritty fiction "To Die a Bachelor" are featured in Fupper as "Spectacular Books by Women for Women!"  Her memoir, “Justice for the Lemon Trees,” won the IHIBRP 5 Star Recommended Read Award.  Her steampunk novel, "Watch City: Waltham Watch" has been nominated for TopShelf Indie Book Awards 2019.  Jessica Lucci makes her home in Massachusetts, USA, where she is currently writing a steampunk trilogy with strong heroines based on events in New England history.

 

 

 

Contact Information: 

Jessica Lucci

JessicaLucci@JessicaLucci.org

www.JessicaLucci.org

 

Author Q&A:

Q. Where are you from?

A. I have lived most of my life in Massachusetts.  I’ve travelled around the country a lot and hope to hit all 50 states someday.  I don’t have a wicked bad Boston accent, but I definitely have a keen sense of my roots.

Q. What was it like growing up?

A. In my town growing up, I was considered to be the product of a mixed marriage.  Irish and Italians were combining families and I was an outcome of that.  There was a crucifix in every room of my family’s house, and when I’d visit my Nana in her triple-decker, she was always making sauce.  My favourite pizza is potato pizza.  Don’t knock it til you’ve tried it.

Q. Is there an overall message in your writing that you want readers to grasp?

A. My main themes are always empowerment, freedom, equality, and hope.  As a survivor of abuse, I am keenly aware of the power of words, and the magic that can happen when people speak up to help each other.  My poetry, my prose, my stories; time and time again it comes back to respect and love for ourselves and others.

Q. Can you describe your newest project?

A. My project is a Steampunk adventure set in 1884 America. A famous inventor finds herself embroiled in a new city's despotism, and her personal quest is thwarted. My main themes of empathy and respect are prominent, plus time travel and some cool sci-fi robots!

Q. Do you have a favourite character in “Watch City?”

A. Well, I might, but sometimes it changes.  I love them all, even the bad guys.  My MAIN character is pretty snazzy most of the time. Profesor Tess Alset must risk her life, destroy her hopes of rescuing her lost love, and save a steam-powered city from treacherous power mongers, all the while balancing tea and not busting her corset!

 

 Press Release:

“Watch City: Waltham Watch” by Jessica Lucci Press Release:

“Watch City: Waltham Watch” by Jessica Lucci

 

Steam, Droids, and Rails ‘n Roads

Watch City: Waltham Watch is a Steampunk adventure set in 1884 New England. A famous inventor finds herself embroiled in a nubile city's despotism, and her personal quest to reunite with her lost loved one is thwarted.

Visit www.JessicaLucci.orgfor an Advanced Reader Copy. 

Undercurrents of female empowerment, family ties, lost love, and rated-G romance connect the characters in a world billowing with progressive action.  Enthusiasts of steam, droids, and rails ‘n roads will be thrilled to read “Watch City” and bust out their best geek modes.

Watch City: Waltham Watch by Jessica Lucci

Available to order at www.JessicaLucci.org in paperback or e-book.  

Published by Indie Woods

Sell Sheet:

 

Watch City: Waltham Watch by Jessica Lucci Sell Sheet

 

Title: 

Watch City:Waltham Watch

 

Author: 

Jessica Lucci

 

e-book ISBN: 

978-0-9994100-9-7

 

paperback ISBN:

978-1-7323495-0-6

 

Synopsis:

Professor Tess Alset is on her way to a personal engagement when disaster strikes, thrusting her into a new city's hidden strife.  Ziracuny, the power hungry mayor, and her mysterious associates infiltrate the political and economic structures of Waltham, while inequality between Subtonian immigrants and Walthamites worsens.  Tess becomes embroiled in the battle for freedom, and leads a revolt against tyranny.  Tess and her allies discover that they are stronger together, like magnets pulling in joint force. Undercurrents of female empowerment, family ties, lost love, and rated-G romance connect the characters in a world billowing with progressive action.

 

Formats available:

e-book and paperback

 

Available on www.JessicaLucci.org

 

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Excerpt from “Watch City: Waltham Watch” by Jessica Lucci:

     “Now, Creampuff, don’t be such a gnashgab.  Come, let’s go join the gents for a game of charades.  We can take our ales, and that which ails us, along.”  Martina coaxed Bashelle from the bar and with one hand around her shoulders and the other hand holding two brimming mugs, escorted her to diversion.

        Verdandi waited until the bar cleared, although she was beyond tired and fantasized of sleeping on her workshop cot.  Tess seemed to instinctively know that Verdandi was purposely stalling.   The professor politely forked the last of her peas (Neviah had been kind enough to prepare a Frankenstein shepherd’s pie, with no meat) and excused herself to her regular table.  She asked Verdandi to join her, and the child’s face brightened in relief.

        The two scientists sat across from each other: one famous, elegant, impeccably dressed; the other one unknown, poor, yet decked out handsomely in tinker’s attire.  Neviah glanced over at them from behind the bar, and marveled at how alike the two women were.

        Verdandi and Tess spoke in low tones, maintaining inconspicuous conversation.  “I believe that is why Ziracuny invited herself to escort me along the wharf.  She was checking on the progress of her power among the Subtonians.  I didn’t want to believe it, but it was awkward, and chilling.”

        “I yet do not understand why Ziracuny would accompany you all the way to the inn,” said Tess.

        “She said she had business to deal with here.  I expected her to take tea with me after the lengthy walk, but she ignored me once she stepped through the door.”

        “You mean she actually came in?” asked Tess.

        “Yes, she did, but I lost sight of her when an older gentleman took me by the elbow and asked me what meals I would recommend,” she shuddered at the memory of the big fingers, like bat wings, that had clutched her arm.  “The last I saw of her, she was at the base of the landing, looking up the stairwell.”

        Now it was Tess’ turn to shudder.  She imagined her young friend being accosted, then the idea of anyone, no less the mysterious Ziracuny, skulking about by the stairway to her own room, sent a chill down her arms. 

“It was me,”  she breathed out in quiet realization.  “Ziracuny and Nero,” she focused her eyes and looked deeply into her sweet friend’s face, “they were using you to get to me.”

        “But why?” asked Verdandi, the fear pulsating in her heart thumping the truth of Tess’ words.

        “The Waltham Watch.  There are sinister notions ticking through this city, I see it now.  We must be on guard.”  Tess glanced around the bustling dining room cautiously.  “We must meet again, with fewer ears catching words in the air.”

        Yes,” agreed Verdandi, at once understanding and not understanding.  She knew in her gut that there was a morbidity shrouding her boss, and her lifetime of being tricked and turned away had taught her to seek the implications of a person’s motives.  She had no doubt that Tess wanted only the best for her.  And so she trusted her.  More than she had ever trusted a person in her life.

        “Tomorrow morning?” Tess suggested.

        “On the bright,” answered Verdandi.  “You will see a summer rose on my threshold.  Then you can know I am alone.

        “A summer rose,” Tess trailed off, almost falling into blankness.  She caught herself before dreams and memories encompassed her mind.  She took a deep breath and let it out, clasping the cold glass of lemon water in front of her with two hands.  “Tomorrow then.”  She took a sip of refreshing liquid, and smiled in reassurance at her protégé.  She reached over and neatly wound an escaped lock of crimson hair behind Verdandi’s ear.  Rising from the table to adjourn to her room, she said, “Goodnight, may time serve you well.”

        Verdandi looked up and smiled back at her.  “May time circle around and serve you back.”

 

Excerpt from “Watch City: Waltham Watch” by Jessica Lucci.

©2019 BY JESSICA LUCCI