During swim season you can find
Marianne Sciucco, a dedicated Swim Mom for ten years, at one of many Skyline Conference swim meets cheering for her daughter and her team, the Mount Saint Mary College Knights.
Marianne is not a nurse who writes
but a writer who happens to be a nurse. A lover of words and books, she dreamed
of becoming an author when she grew up but became a nurse to avoid poverty. She
later brought her two passions together and writes about the intricate lives of
people struggling with health and family issues.
Her debut novel "Blue Hydrangeas," an Alzheimer’s love story, is a Kindle bestseller,
IndieReader Approved, a BookWorks featured book, and a Library Journal Self-e
Selection. She also has two short stories available on Kindle, "Ino's Love" and "Collection.”
A native Bostonian, Marianne lives in New York’s Hudson Valley, and when not writing works as a campus nurse at a community college.
Connect with the Author here:
Sometimes winning is everything. Champion swimmer Aerin Keane is ready to give up her dreams of college swimming and a shot at the Olympics. As she starts senior year in her third high school, Aerin's determined to leave her family troubles behind and be like all the other girls at Two Rivers. She's got a new image and a new attitude. She doesn’t want to win anymore. She's swimming for fun, no longer the freak who wins every race, every title, only to find herself alone. But when her desire to be just one of the girls collides with her desire to be the best Two Rivers has ever seen, will Aerin sacrifice her new friendships to break a longstanding school record that comes with a $50,000 scholarship?
Snippet:
“I
can’t believe you guys get up so early to swim,” said Kelsey.
“Don’t
remind me,” said Erica. She looked like she was ready to fall asleep at the
table.
“It’s
only three times a week,” said Mel, “and it’s not mandatory, but anyone who’s
serious about swimming makes it.”
“Not
Aerin,” said Erica, giving me a sidelong glance.
“Hey,
I’ve got gym first period. I don’t want to work out in the pool, dry off, and
then hit the gym.”
“A
weak excuse,” Erica said.
“And,
unlike you two, I don’t have a ride, remember?”
“You
could walk,” Erica suggested. “You only live a half mile from the school.”
“At
five-thirty in the morning? No thanks.”
Mel
finished the rest of her orange juice and crushed the carton in one hand before
putting it down on the table. “Tatiana has gym first period, and she makes
morning practice. And a few of the other girls walk to practice in the dark, so
that’s no big deal. Aerin doesn’t come because Aerin is a slacker.” She met my
eyes straight on.
“Ooooh,”
said Erica, sitting upright. “This is getting interesting.”
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