Mazey Eddings

The sparkling opposites-attract rom-com from the author of the TikTok-hit A Brush with Love and Lizzie Blake's Best Mistake. Readers are giving it FIVE shining stars: 'Unbelievably entertaining, heartfelt and full of with color, emotions and overcoming hardships. . . Being neurodivergent has never been written this beautifully and in an empowering way!' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review 'I had a massive grin on my face the entire time! . . . I had the best time reading this book and I will be reading all of Mazey's books now because her writing is incredible!' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review 'It's hard to put into words how much I enjoyed this book. Mazey does such a good, authentic job at not only accurately addressing the challenges of discovering who on earth you are at 18, but portrays both ADHD and autism in a way that is sensitive and honest.' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review 'I ADORED THIS BOOK SO MUCH. I've read Mazey's other books and loved them. But Tilly in Technicolour was just something else' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review This is my book of the summer, possibly the year, it is absolutely beautiful. . . Please please read this book and fall in love with it' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review 'What an absolute delight! This book was cute and heartwarming from start to finish' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ Netgalley review ............................................ He keeps everything ordered. She's all over the place. Together they're in perfect focus. Tilly Twomley is desperate for change after her flawed executive functioning has left her burnt out. Interning for her perfect older sister's start up isn't exactly top of her list, but at least it means she gets to travel around Europe as she works out what she wants for her future. Oliver Clark knows exactly what he wants. His autism has made forming relationships hard, but his love of colour theory and design allow him to connect with the world. Plus, he's secured the perfect internship. But then Oliver finds himself forced to spend the summer with lively, exasperating Tilly, and they couldn't be more different. And when he starts to feel things for her he can't quite name, he wonders if maybe he doesn't have everything figured out after all. As their connection grows, Tilly and Oliver start to learn that the best parts of life simply can't be planned. More amazing praise for Mazey Eddings: 'So freaking cute. . .Tilly in Technicolor will have you aching with love for these characters while swooning at their awkward adorableness together. I want to hug this book to my chest' CHLOE GONG 'Mazey Eddings's writing is authentic, emotional, and intensely romantic! To me, it's like a Taylor Swift song in book form' ALI HAZELWOOD 'Blends sweetness, breathless romance, and moments of striking vulnerability' HELEN HOANG 'Prepare to smile, laugh, and cry your way through this witty, fast-paced rom-com' EVIE DUNMORE 'Laugh-out-loud funny, almost unbearably cute' ROSIE DANAN 'A contemporary romance masterpiece . . . The most intoxicating slow burn I've read in ages' RACHEL LYNN SOLOMON 'Funny and cute while also exploring serious topics, powerfully underscoring the truth that relationships require work, and that happy endings are for everyone' SARAH HOGLE 'Brims with emotional depth, whip-smart banter, and sizzling chemistry' CHLOE LIESE

A sweet and swoony opposites-attract rom-com from the author of the TikTok hit, A BRUSH WITH LOVE!

Tilly in Technicolor

Jazelle H

Stop, Mom. Just stop. Stop laying out all the things you'd change about me and blaming them on a diagnosis. 

ADHD hasn't "changed" me, which is how my mom views it. It is me. It's an undeniable and simple fact of who I am. Like my black hair or my gray eyes or the bump on the bridge of my nose. It exists in my DNA, probably right between my hopeless romantic gene and the raunchy sense of humor allele. It's woven into who I am. It's not some disease that needs to be cured.

When feelings build and overwhelm me, pushing at my joints until I feel like I'll fracture from them, I do something weird and explosive with my body. It just feels...good to move. To get it out.

"They don't have the right to make you feel uncomfortable to fit their ideas of what's proper," Mãe had told me.

But I'm disappointed this tortuous flight did not a romance make. I don't know why, but my brain is always hooking on to random people, wanting so badly to find a connection with someone, even when there's no logical reason for one.

I often get too excited and dart around from idea to idea. Then I realize how circuitous it all gets, which makes me hyperaware of my talking and it all ends up making my tongue feel thick and awkward and like my throat's choking on the rambling sentences.

I once asked my mums if I should consider myself directionless because I didn't have a job title at the ready why an adult asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. They told me it's okay to not know exactly where I'm going, as long as I'm happy where I am.

There's so much energy in the way she moves, the way she holds herself, that, for a moment, I think the vibrant colors are coming straight from her palms.

It's hard to trust new people to accept you as yourself when the world at large doesn't tend to accommodate you.

It always feels like there's a curtain between me and any person I'm talking to, and I worry I'll always feel this separation from the world. Like I'm a extra piece to a jigsaw puzzle, discarded and forgotten under the couch, while everyone else clicks with their matching corners. My wonky edges won't ever have the luxury of complementing someone else's.

She's like an asteroid striking my axis off-balance and sending me spiraling around the room.

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