Monday, August 29, 2011

Giveaway for Wings of a Dream by Anne Mateer

I'd like to welcome Anne Mateer to my blog. It's nice to have you here this week, Anne. 
 Anne Mateer always longed to author historical fiction, to combine her love of history and research with her love of story. After eleven years of studying and practicing the craft of writing, she saw her dream become a reality. Anne and her history-loving husband have three young adult children and live in Texas.  
Be sure to leave a comment to be entered to win a copy of her new release, Wings of a Dream.

Where are you right now (LVR, DR, Bathroom) and what are you wearing? You have to tell the truth. I’m in the living room, in my chair in the corner. I’m wearing denim capris and a shirt--but you caught me on a good day. I actually have to go out in public this evening. :)
What thing surprised you the most when you were researching your book? When I first had the idea that eventually became Wings of a Dream, back in 2000, it surprised me that there were almost no scholarly historical accounts of the 1918 influenza epidemic. While that has changed a bit over the years, I still find it fascinating that you have to dig to find personal accounts of the deadly epidemic. You might find this interesting then, Anne. My great-grandmother Basha Bay and her sister Icey May both died in the 1918 flu epidemic. My grandmother was left motherless at age 1. She was the only living child of my great-grandmother. Icey May's child died and she had no children to carry on her legacy. My husband's father was in his 30's during the epidemic (he'd be 128 today. He was 75 when he started his family) he said they took the dead people in his town and piled them up like corded firewood.
Many writers will say they see stories all around them. Is there someplace you found this story? Originally, I found the situation of this story in my grandmother’s tales of her childhood. But by the time I wrote it, I found the theme of the story in my own life. Looking back at the story now, I see that it is what I wanted to tell my daughter about life as she stood at the precipice of change from high school to college, from childhood to adulthood. 
If you could be any character in any literary book who would you be and why? Oh my! Can I be a conglomeration? I’d love to have the spunk of Anne of Green Gables and Jo from Little Women, the grace and compassion and quiet wisdom of Melanie Wilkes from Gone With the Wind, and the ability to eventually recognize and laugh at my own shortcomings and foolishness like Jane Austen’s Emma. I love your answer!
What is something that very few people know about you? I love going to plays and musicals.
Do you have a favorite place to write and why? When I’m doing serious writing--high word count days or major revisions--I write in a bedroom of our house that has been turned into a study of sorts. I sit in an oversized chair with an ottoman and write on my laptop. I think I like it because I can shut the door and ignore all the parts of the house (kitchen, laundry room, etc.) that usually scream at me when I try to write.
 What is your favorite material item that you own (examples: ipod, Gone with the Wind book, grandmother’s rocking chair) This is going to sound so cliche, but it is the honest truth: my Bible. My husband gave me a leather-bound Inductive Study Bible ten years ago, at a very pivotal time in my spiritual life. I love that each note in the margin reminds me of a different point in my spiritual journey. I love that it doesn’t look pristine or unused. And I love that even if I can’t name chapter and verse of a scripture that comes to find, I can often picture where it is on the page in my Bible! Not cliche at all.
If you could meet any person alive or dead who would that be and why? (excluding the Lord) I won’t hedge this one like I did the “which character would you be”! I would have to say Abigail Adams. I did my senior thesis in college on Abigail and she just fascinates me. She had such an unusual life because of when she lived in history and her marriage to one of the movers and shakers of that amazing era. I’d love to sit down and really talk with her because I think she might be very different than the way she’s been portrayed by modern day scholars. 

Rebekah Hendricks dreams of a life far beyond her family's farm in Oklahoma, and when dashing aviator Arthur Samson promised adventure in the big city, she is quick to believe he's the man she's meant to marry. While she waits for the Great War to end and Arthur to return to her so they can pursue all their plans, her mother's sister falls ill. Rebekah seizes the opportunity to travel to Texas to care for Aunt Adabelle, seeing this chance to be closer to Arthur's training camp as God's approval of her plans.

But the Spanish flu epidemic changes everything. Faced with her aunt's death, Arthur's indecisiveness, and four children who have no one else to care for them, Rebeka is torn between the desire to escape the type of life she's always led and the unexpected love that just might change the dream of her heart.


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Monday, August 22, 2011

Book Giveaway for Karen Kirst's THE RELUCTANT OUTLAW

 Karen Kirst writes inspirational historical romances for Harlequin Love Inspired Books.  When she's not writing, she likes to read, visit tea rooms, play piano, watch romantic comedies, and chat over coffee with friends.  She's been married to a wonderful man for twelve years and is homeschooling mama to three lively sons.  She feels blessed to be able to do what she loves and give God the glory.

Where are you right now (LVR, DR, Bathroom) and what are you wearing? You have to tell the truth.
Luckily I'm not anywhere embarrassing! I'm in my writing corner in my bedroom.  I've got a wingback recliner, small side table, and bookshelf.  And I'm wearing my comfy sweatpants and a t-shirt.

If you could be any character in any literary book who would you be and why?
This may be a predictable answer, but I'd love to be Miss Elizabeth Bennet in Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. I adore that era of formal manners and elaborate clothing and grand mansions. And who wouldn't want to square off with the likes of Mr. Darcy?
LOL! You could say I’ve gotten that a few times. What is it about Elizabeth that everyone loves? I’d love to hear some input from our commenters.

What is something that very few people know about you?
I'm really sentimental and cry easily. Hallmark commercials get to me.  And some of those coffee ones, too.
Yikes! We had better stay apart. I’m a chain crier.  

Do you think birth order affects the way you write?
Wow. I'm not sure about that one. I've read a little about the subject, so based on that I'd say yes since it affects other aspects of your life.

What was the greatest thing you learned in school?
I majored in Speech Communication, which was writing intensive.  Without that exposure, I doubt I would've been brave enough to attempt a novel.

What is the hardest part in writing a story?
The hardest part for me is looking at the finished product with a fresh eye.  I'm bad about writing a page and then re-reading it a handful of times before moving on, so by the time the entire book is finished it's difficult to see what needs to be fixed. I guess that's where having a critique partner comes in handy!

What is the funniest or strangest thing you have learned when doing research?
I haven't encountered anything funny recently, but strange, yes. Especially when researching the medical practices of long ago.  Makes me thankful I live in this era. Here are two examples of the strange medical practices I’ve come across recently. To stop bleeding, people would mix cobwebs and brown sugar together and press on the wound.  So maybe they purposefully didn't remove the cobwebs from the ceilings? lol To assist childbirth, sometimes midwives put powdered tobacco (snuff) on a plate and when it was time for the baby to be born, they'd say, "It's time to sniff her." Someone would blow the snuff into the woman's face. Her violent reaction would hasten the birth. Crazy, right?
Let’s just say I think I’d rather bleed. I don’t do well with spiders or their webs. I’m with you, glad I’m in this era. 

If you were writing a book about your life what would the title be?
Forgive the Mess: I'm Under Construction

What is your favorite material item that you own (examples: ipod, Gone with the Wind book, grandmother’s rocking chair)
I'm a tea fanatic, so my teapots and tea sets from around the world. I like to rotate and make sure I use them all.


You have to be thrilled with this book cover. He and his horse are enough to make one swoon.

The Reluctant Outlaw (Love Inspired Historical, September 2011)
Smoky Mountain Matches series
A Kidnapper—and a Gentleman?
The ruthless criminal who took Juliana O’Malley hostage was a thief and an outlaw—or so she thinks. But on a perilous journey through the Smoky Mountains, he becomes her unlikely protector. And when he pledges to return her home safely, she somehow finds herself believing him.
Evan Harrison has risked everything to find the men who killed his brother. Saving spirited, strong-willed Juliana could blow his cover with a deadly gang. Yet her courage and unwavering faith make him dream of the home and family he thought he could never have. And suddenly, that future is incomplete—without Juliana in it.

Smoky Mountain Matches: Dreams of home and family come true in the Smoky Mountains

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Monday, August 15, 2011

Giveaway for Christine Lindsay's Shadowed in Silk

Welcome Christine. I'm so happy to have you on my blog.
Christine Lindsay is an award-winning writer of Christian Inspirational Historicals. SHADOWED IN SILK is her debut novel, which won the 2009 ACFW Genesis award in the historical category. Christine, her husband, and their grownup family live in British Columbia, Canada. She loves being Nana to her 3 little grandsons.


Christine is giving away an ebook. Leave a comment to entered to win.


EXCERPT FROM SHADOWED IN SILK by Christine Lindsay. www.christinelindsay.com
A sigh escaped as Abby’s anger changed to an overwhelming sense of loss. She could love a man like Geoff. A nerve flickered across her eyelids. Oh, help me . . . I do love him.
Geoff moved close to her ear. “Aim at the target.”
He must never know how she felt. She gripped her lower lip between her teeth to stop from whipping around and running from him. She couldn’t bear his nearness any longer.
“Gently,” he said, “squeeze the trigger.”
The gun exploded into sound. It rang in her ears, and she lowered the weapon. Her pulse pounded, and her breath went shallow. But it wasn’t from the shot. She was used to that. With his nearness the soft hairs on his forearm brushed against hers. She bit down on her lip.
“There now,” Geoff said. “The first shot takes a bit of getting used to, but you did fine. Exceptionally fine . . . for a beginner.” His brows drew together, but he talked in that soothing voice he used with the people he cared for—Eshana, the children at the mission, Cam. And her. Just one of the many.
But she wanted more from Geoff. She wanted him to hold her hand. To hold her. Wanted him to help her at night to tuck Cam into bed, and his gentle smile as they watched her son go to sleep. Her lip bled a little, and she tasted the metallic tang of blood. She wanted Geoff’s kiss.
Tears pricked at the back of her eyes. God would never allow that. And Geoff could not––or more accurately––would not ever give her that. Like Joseph in his treasured Bible he’d run from her with disgust filling his face. She was married. Even if she divorced Nick, Geoff would never marry her.
The beating of her heart seemed to clang inside an empty steel vessel. She lifted the rifle, pressed the butt into her shoulder, laid the stock next to her cheek, and pushed away all thoughts of Nick . . . her father. She and Geoff could never be more than friends, and they must remain friends from afar. But for this moment she would be herself with him. Nick would never be interested, but she wanted Geoff to see the person she was.
Each muscle along her spine uncoiled and became fluid. She steadied her breathing and focused on Geoff’s voice. She checked the breeze, adjusted her aim, and squeezed the trigger. With her focus on the bull’s eye she hardly noticed the bang, but smiled at the clean black hole in the center of the target. She shot back the bolt and emptied the spent cartridge onto the ground at their feet. Sliding the bolt in, a fresh cartridge now in place, she began to rapidly empty the MK III, creating a small wreath of spent bullets on the target.
It felt as though every inch of her skin warmed in Geoff’s silent awe. Someone she—yes she would say it—someone she loved was interested enough to look at her and . . . see.
Burnt cordite filled her senses. The only thing keeping back her tears was the same silly joy she used to experience when as a teenager she’d practiced for hours to please her father. But he’d never seen her. She’d only been a presence in the house, little more than the servants.
Then Nick . . . he’d seen her only as a means to further his career.
As the last shot reverberated in ever decreasing waves, silence shyly entered and filled the glade. She turned her back to Geoff. With her whole being she yearned to love this good man. But because of his impossible standards, she would have to hide her love from him and cast him from her life. Get rid of his big brother forbearance before it shred her heart further.
He followed her out of the clearing.
Could he not see into her soul as she walked at his side, that she’d longed for him and had thrust those longings away, all in the space of half an hour? The lonely years ahead opened before her like a dark chasm.
Before they reached the campsite he put out a hand to stop her. His gaze lowered to her mouth. He reached into his pocket, removed a clean white handkerchief and pressed it to her lower lip. All breath left her at his touch. When he removed the handkerchief, he glanced at the speck of blood, his eyes a somber gray. He folded the linen and replaced it in his pocket.
“Why didn’t you tell me, Abby?”
She brushed the hair from her eyes. “I just did,” she whispered.
He shook his head. “I suppose you did. Are you as proficient with a handgun?”
She nodded.
He placed his hand on her shoulder, indicating they go on. When he withdrew his hand, a piece of her heart felt as though it fell to the ground, spent.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Texas Trails: A Morgan Family Series

Texas Trails: A Morgan Family Series is a 6-book series written by three award-winning authors of over 60 books: Susan Page Davis, Darlene Franklin, and Vickie McDonough. This exciting Christian fiction historical series covers four generations of a Texas family and 50 years of Texas history, from 1845 to 1896. It touches on issues like the German immigrants in the 1840s, white children captured by Indians, reconstruction after the Civil War, the Texas Rangers, a cowboy strike, and the train crash at Crush. 

Be sure to check out the trailer on the website. It is awesome! www.texastrailsfiction.com

Each author will write two books. Here’s a list of titles:

Coming this Fall:
Lone Star Trail by Darlene Franklin
Captive Trail by Susan Page Davis
Long Trail Home by Vickie McDonough

Coming next Spring:
A Ranger’s Trail by Darlene Franklin
Cowgirl Trail by Susan Page Davis
End of the Trail by Vickie McDonough

LONE STAR TRAIL – Book 1. Victoria, Texas, 1846
 Judson (Jud) Morgan’s father died for Texas’ freedom during the war for independence.  So when the Society for the Protection of German Immigrants in Texas (the Verein) attempts to colonize a New Germany in his country, he takes a stand against them.

After Wande Fleischer’s fiancée marries someone else, the young fraulein determines to make new life for herself in Texas.  With the help of Jud’s sister Marion, Wande learns English and becomes a trusted friend to the entire Morgan family.

As much as Jud dislikes the German invasion, he can’t help admiring Wande.  She is sweet and cheerful as she serves the Lord and all those around her.  Can the rancher put aside his prejudice to forge a new future?

Through Jud and Wande, we learn the powerful lessons of forgiveness and reconciliation among a diverse community of believers.



CAPTIVE TRAIL-Book 2.Taabe Waipu has run away from her Comanche village and is fleeing south in Texas on a horse she stole from a dowry left outside her family’s teepee.  The horse has an accident and she is left on foot, injured and exhausted. She staggers onto a road near Fort Chadbourne and collapses.
          On one of the first runs through Texas, Butterfield Overland Mail Company driver Ned Bright carries two Ursuline nuns returning to their mission station.  They come across a woman who is nearly dead from exposure and dehydration and take her to the mission.
     With some detective work, Ned discovers Taabe Waipu's identity. He plans to unite her with her family, but the Comanche have other ideas, and the two end up defending the mission station. Through Taabe and Ned we learn the true meaning of healing and restoration amid seemingly powerless situations.
 



LONG TRAIL HOME- Book 3. A weary soldier returns from the War Between the States to discover his parents dead, his family farm in shambles, and his fiancée married. Riley Morgan takes a job at the Wilcox School for Blind Children and tries to make peace with God and himself. When a pretty, blind woman who cares for the children reaches through his scarred walls and touches his heart, he begins to find renewed faith and hope for the future. But when he discovers Annie feigned her blindness just to have a home, will his anger and hurt drive him away and ruin all chances for a future filled with love, faith, and family?




A RANGER’S TRAIL – Book 4.  Mason County, Texas, 1875.
When Leta Denning's husband is killed by the German mob at the beginning of the Hoo Doo War, she vows to seek vengeance on his behalf.  William Meino "Buck" Morgan, one of the Texas Rangers called in to quell the violence, has ties to one of the German families.  Buck is the oldest son of Jud Morgan and Wande Fleischer from Lone Star Trail.

In his quest to get to the truth, Buck interviews Leta but she is not interested and believes that former rangers may be behind the violence.  As Leta struggles to keep the Denning ranch afloat, Buck sees a chance to help her while searching  for the truth.  Their respect for eacho ther grows but will Leta's quest for vengeance keep her from forgiveness?




Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Giveaway for Lacy Williams' new release, MARRYING MISS MARSHAL

Welcome Lacy! I'm happy to have you on my blog.

About Lacy: Lacy Williams is a wife and mom from Oklahoma. Her debut novel, MARRYING MISS MARSHAL, won ACFW's Genesis award before being published. She promises readers happy endings guaranteed. Lacy combines her love of dogs with her passion for literacy by volunteering with her therapy dog Mr. Bingley in a local Kids Reading to Dogs program.
Lacy loves to hear from readers at lacyjwilliams@gmail.com. She posts short stories and giveaways at her website www.lacywilliams.net and can be found on social media at www.facebook.com/lacywilliamsbooks and www.twitter.com/lacy_williams.

Be sure to leave a comment to be entered in the drawing. 
 
Thank you, Debbie Lynne, for hosting me on your blog!

My book MARRYING MISS MARSHAL releases August 2 from Love Inspired Historical and I’d like to share an excerpt with you today, as well as do a giveaway!

From chapter one…

Wyoming Territory, September 1889

The report of a rifle echoed through the red-walled canyon, ringing in Marshal Danna Carpenter's chest. A second report sounded close after the first.
She reined in her mount and pushed back her Stetson, instantly alert and scanning the area for trouble.
The shots could've been someone hunting game—although there wasn't much of it to be found in these washed-out ravines southwest of town—or it could've been someone discharging their weapon for a more nefarious purpose. As town marshal, she had to be prepared for both possibilities.
Danna's horse shifted beneath her, its movements telling her it sensed something wrong as well. But what?
Then she saw him, in the last rays of sunlight slipping over the canyon's edge. A man staggering along the canyon floor, booted feet dragging in the sandy soil. He carried some kind of luggage over his shoulder. From this distance, she couldn't see a rifle….
Too far away to determine his identity, Danna guessed she didn't know him. His clothes were too fine for these parts—dark pants, vest, jacket, and a bright white shirt. Most folks around here wore woolen trousers or denims, and plain cotton shirts.
What was he doing so far from town? And on foot? Any halfway intelligent person knew you didn't traipse around the unforgiving Wyoming landscape without a horse, or a mule at the very least.
Before she could decide whether to waste the last of the sunlight to check on the stranger, or to head out of the canyon toward home, her horse's ears flicked back and his shoulder quivered beneath her gloved hand. The ground trembled.
From around a natural bend in the canyon, a cloud of dust rose like steam from a kettle and sent fear skittering down Danna's spine.
And the terrible sound she was hearing began to make sense: hundreds of pounding hooves, getting closer every second.
Stampede.
She couldn't leave an injured man to be trampled to death. Danna kicked King's flank and gave a shouted "hiyah!" The horse rocketed toward the figure still too far away.
Peripherally aware of the canyon walls racing by, Danna watched the greenhorn pause and looked up toward the sky. What was he doing?
A few hundred yards behind him, cattle began to round a bend in the canyon. The beasts bellowed, and that must've jarred the tenderfoot from his stupor, for he turned and faced the approaching wall of horns and hooves.
He froze, the item he carried sliding to the ground.
Words rose in Danna's throat but she had no breath to call out, not when all her concentration centered on reaching him in time. He wouldn't be able to hear anyway.
As the cattle closed in, the man's sense of self-preservation seemed to kick in, for he turned to flee, caught sight of Danna, and began to run in her direction.
Danna fisted her mount's mane with both hands, leaning forward until her torso rested against his foam-flecked neck as she pushed the animal even faster.
The man looked up and, for a moment, time seemed to suspend itself.
His eyes—a bright, clear blue—met Danna's, and she saw his fear and surprise.
A solid wall of cattle closed in behind the man. Too close.
Clinging to the saddle horn with her right hand, gripping with her knees, she caught hold of the tenderfoot under one arm, and used her horse's forward momentum to sweep him up behind her.
"Hold on!" she cried.
The man's arm slung tight around her waist, Danna pulled the horse into a tight turn and fought to keep the stallion from unseating them both. She knew the fear of death in that moment, her twenty-four years playing out before her eyes, so many mistakes made…mistakes she desperately wanted a chance to rectify.
They weren't going to make it.

Copyright © 2011 by Lacy Williams. Copyright (c) 2011 by Harlequin Enterprises Limited. Permission to reproduce text granted by Harlequin Books S.A. Cover Art used by arrangement with Harlequin Enterprises Limited ® and TM are trademarks owned by Harlequin Enterprises Limited or its affiliated companies, used under license.

Back cover blurb:
Filling the shoes of her late husband as town marshal hasn't been easy for Danna Carpenter. She's not only fighting criminals, she's also fighting to earn the respect of the townspeople. So crossing paths with tenderfoot detective Chas O'Grady is the last thing she needs. He's hunting a band of cattle rustlers and isn't used to the rugged Wyoming landscape. Teaming up is their only option, but when circumstances place them in a compromising situation, the town forces a more permanent partnership—marriage. If they can let down their guards with each other they might find that love is the greatest catch of all.
Publisher’s Weekly calls MARRYING MISS MARSHAL, "warmly romantic with a hint of adventure and an unconventional heroine" (June 2011)

RT Book Reviews gives it 4 Stars and says, "Williams' debut is a great story with a twist, and it will keep readers riveted." (August 2011)

Readers can find links to purchase, and more info at www.marryingmissmarshal.com


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