Do you love it, or do you hate it? Let’s talk daylight saving, March’s topic, with Cynthia Terelst.

Cynthia is a project officer by day and a writer by night. She is a contemporary romance writer who likes to share a little bit of history, some Australian scenery and a whole lotta love. Cynthia does not shy away from difficult topics, as she feels that they should not be ignored.

She lives in Queensland, Australia, where the sun shines at least 283 days a year.

Daylight Saving: Yay or Nay?

Thanks Viviana for inviting me to have a say on this hot topic.

The answer to this question is a no brainer for me.  In Melbourne, where I grew up, we had daylight saving. I never even considered that other parts of Australia didn’t have it. I thought it was something that happened everywhere, every year. I loved the fact that is was daylight later into the evening. It allowed for people who worked long hours to enjoy some sunlight after work. You could go for a walk with your family or enjoy summer barbeques. Life felt more exuberant and free.

When we moved to Queensland, I was horrified that daylight saving was not a thing. And the arguments against it blew my mind. The kids would be travelling in the heat of the day. I hate to break to them, but Queensland is hot in summer, no matter what time of day it is. Changing the clock by an hour would not stop children from being hot. The next thing I heard regularly was that the curtains would fade from the extra sunlight. Um, there is no extra sunlight, it still shines for the same amount of time.  The last, which I consider a little more legitimate, was that the cows would be confused and would mix up their milking time. This would be true in the short term, but cows are smart and will adjust to the time change.

So even though I am a big yay for daylight saving, we still do not have it in Queensland. I live in hope that one day we will.

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Cynthia brought her The Cat’s out of the Bag: (A billionaire international new adult comedy) (Love Down Under) with her. I LOVE that cover!

One van. Two hearts. Thousands of kilometres. Jesse’s a self-made billionaire who yearns to get away from his empty life and the money-hungry parasites who inhabit it. The plan? Go to Australia, tell no one about his money and find himself. Instead of finding just himself, he finds Evie, who is everything anyone should aspire to be. Now, what he aspires to be, is hers. But to be hers, he needs to tell her everything.

Evie has left her past behind. She has rebuilt herself, and her life, into one of happiness. After she meets Jesse, while volunteering at a cat shelter, memories of her past filter back in. She is stronger now and wants to trust him. But after all she has been through, is trust even possible?

The quest to find a cat a forever home leads them to travel across the country together. Can the close quarters drive them to open up to each other? Or will it drive them apart?

Jesse

The wave petered out, and I paddled back to the line-up. Sitting, watching, waiting. The constant breeze in my ears and the sound of waves breaking relaxed me. Lulled by the gentle rise and fall of the swells, I thought about Evie.

She was one of the most complicated people I’d ever met. Whatever she had been through had made her strong and independent. But underneath, she was all doubt. I could see her trying to be brave, but that could change in an instant as her insecurities took over. I felt like it was a fight between Nick and me, and I didn’t even know the guy. I didn’t know how to beat a ghost. But I would. I would figure it out, and I would gain Evie’s trust, bit by bit.

Her. Me. That’s what I would strive for.