Late in November 2016 I experienced one of the worst events of my life. I blacked out while driving and crashed the car. Luckily, I didn’t kill anyone.
Now, I’ve fainted at the wheel before, but this was different. When you faint you feel it coming on. In my experience a vice tightens around my chest and is coupled with light-headedness and darkening vision. This is warning enough to pull the car over to the side of the road.
But this was an instance of missing time. One moment I was at the beginning of a long dark road. I checked my speed, changed the song, and the next thing I knew I was sailing through a stop sign. I had no idea how I got there, just missing time.
There are some of you who will say I drove on autopilot. We all do at times—drive without paying attention to our surroundings. But in those cases your mind is somewhere else, you’re thinking of other things. In my case there’s nothing. I wasn’t distracted, I didn’t faint, I didn’t fall asleep, and I wasn’t on autopilot—there was nothing. One minute I was at the beginning of the road the next I was crashing the car.
Crazy people might say aliens abducted me. I can’t say for certain this didn’t happen because I have no idea what actually happened, but until a little green man confesses that he stole me from the car I’m going to stick with the logical, earthly explanations.
So either I had a seizure or had some other heart / brain stopping event.
The day after my accident I went to see my doctor who sent me for a CT scan and referred me to a neurologist. The scan was clear and the neurologist was great. He took the time to talk to me and listen to all my concerns. But he did tell me not to drive for the next six months. I’m good with that. I agree—I shouldn’t be driving. I’m lucky I didn’t kill anyone the first time. How would I live with myself if I ignored the warning and killed someone?
To cut a long story short and not bore you with all the irrelevant details, I’ve spent the last few months adapting to my new reality. This has been harder than I thought it would be.
I live in a small town in Northern Alberta. We don’t have a large enough population to support public transport so I walk everywhere. And winter is not the best time to adapt to life without a car. I can honestly tell you walking to the supermarket in minus twenty degree Celsius is not my favorite thing to do, but I have snow gear and dress for the weather.
This week I turned a corner. I’m finally adapting to life without driving. On weekdays I get up early, do my workout, get the kids off to school and then sit down and write. I’m determined to use this experience to focus on my work.
I try and get out of the house everyday and am fortunate enough that I can walk to meet friends for coffee, and the grocery store is a mere fifteen minutes away. I’m finally adapting to life without driving, and am not sure I will ever get behind the wheel again.
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As this is the season of peace on earth and goodwill to ALL men I want to ask a question that has been on my mind for a few months – why do people think it’s okay to hate?
It seems that hate is on the rise and spreading. According to an article published by the BBC news on 4th September 2016:
“Freedom of Information figures suggest hate crimes increased by 20% last year, to more than 60,000”
And here’s a quote from a USA Today story published November 14th 2016.
“What may seem like a dramatic rise in the number of hate harassment and hate incidents happening across the country in the wake of Tuesday's general election is not in anyone's imagination, experts say.
There indeed has been a spike in the number of reports of such incidents, say representatives for two organizations that track such occurrences. A representative for one group, in fact, said the rise appears to be even worse that what was took place immediately after the terror attacks in 2001.”
Even in my adopted country, Canada, hate is on the rise. Recently a man in Edmonton, Alberta’s capital, threatened two young women at a transit station. According to the CBC news.
“The man approached two young women wearing hijabs at the University of Alberta station at 8:20 p.m. on Nov. 8, police say.
The man, believed to be in his 60s, pulled a rope from his pocket, tied a noose and said: "This is for you."
At this point I should share a little about my background, I was born to Irish parents living in England, and was a teen when the IRA initiated a spate of bombings in the mid-seventies.
Let me clarify this point. Dr. Martin Luther King and Gandhi are my heroes. I don’t believe in violent confrontation for political change neither did my parents. Unfortunately we were Irish and that was all it took to convict us in the mind of public opinion.
According to the group Civil Rights in the UK. “It was not uncommon to see signs in Britain during the 1960s proclaiming, “No blacks, no Irish, no dogs”.
In the seventies we were subjected to verbal and physical abuse and I experienced first hand discrimination in the work place.
The Runnymede Trust, a think tank working for equality among Britons, notes in an article.
“Evidence about abuses arising out of the operation of the Prevention of Terrorism Act (1974) have been documented in detail by Paddy Hillyard (1993) in his study Suspect Community. He enumerated 7052 detentions up to 1993, 86% involving no further action, Negative stereotyping of Irish people is widely recognised. However the extension of verbal abuse into physical threats and violence is very rarely recorded and occasions surprise and disbelief when documented. The CRE report (1997) found evidence of police and neighbour harassment which included violence and intimidation."
My father was one of those detained, and denied legal representation. He was held for over a week questioned for days. Whether he suffered torture or not he never said, but he did tell me they wanted him to confess to something he didn’t do. There were no charges, how could there be? He was innocent, but his experience was not isolated as the report shows. And according to the International Business Times there were still anti-Irish protests taking place in Liverpool, England in 2012.
This is the world I grew up in, one where I was a designated second-class citizen because of an accident of birth. Please don’t think I’m complaining. I know there are many people in the world who are far worse off, whose experiences at the hands of bigots are traumatizing and horrific. I only point out my past because I believe it gives me, a middle-aged white woman, greater insight into what it is to be hated for no good reason.
If you’re wondering how to judge people so you can tell the good from the bad then this is how I explained race, bigotry and choosing friends to my children.
Imagine your house is on fire. You’re curled up on your bedroom floor. It’s hot and the smoke makes it hard to breathe. You’re scared. A fireman with all his gear comes to save you. His fire retardant mask is covering his face so you don’t know what he looks like. You don’t care about the color of his skin, what he believes, or who he sleeps with. He’s there to save you, and you are grateful.
Now, you’re standing on the sidewalk, you’re safe, but you’re watching your home burn and you learn that an arsonist set fire to your house. For no good reason, this person destroyed your home and everything you owned. You don’t know what he looks like. You don’t know the color of his skin, what he believes, whom he sleeps with, and you don’t care. The arsonist has endangered your family and destroyed your world.
We tend to define ourselves, and others, using words that tell us nothing about the people we really are. We use words that describe the color of our skin, our sexual preference, and our religious beliefs. But what we really need to know is would this person be a friend and save me, or are they hateful and will they destroy me.
In life we will meet good people who will save us. They will be there for us when we are at our lowest point. We will meet nasty people who will think nothing of destroying us. The only way to know one from the other is to ignore color, race, religion, ethnicity, gender, and sexual preference, and really get to know them.
Whoever you are and wherever you’re from I wish you a wonderful, safe and happy holiday season
THE CHRISTMAS TREE by Allyson Charles
It was one little fender bender. Sadie was only in picturesque Pineville, Michigan, for a day, trying to handle the ramshackle house her grandmother left her and juggle the sale of her failing design business at the same time. Her debtors don’t care that it’s almost Christmas. But then neither does the big bad contractor whose truck got squashed.
Colt McCoy might be the least festive person she’s ever met. He’s gruff, rude, and way too upset about a minor accident. Of course, he is nice to look at, with dimples hiding in his scruffy beard and a body like a lumberjack’s. And Sadie will have plenty of time to enjoy the view, since their community service sentence has put the two of them in charge of Pineville’s jinxed Christmas tree.
But as their squabbles over ornaments turn to laughter, anyone can see Colt and Sadie have something electric. The hard part is guessing if they’ll light each other up—or just keep blowing the fuse . . .
THE ACCIDENTAL ELOPEMENT by Maggie Dallen
First comes love, then comes marriage—or is it the other way around?
Lucia is an Italian spitfire with big dreams like her billionaire grandfather. But she wants to become a top tier fashion designer, not the heir to the family business in Italy. Now is her only chance to forge her own path. And what better place to start than in New York City? But working behind a bar doesn’t exactly pay the rent. Her trust fund would come in handy, but she needs to get married first. Luckily, she may have found the perfect husband candidate in her co-worker, who just happens to be the most charismatic and devastatingly gorgeous man she’s ever met . . .
There’s more to Ryan’s charming smile than meets the eye—he’s out for revenge and working for his enemy is his best bet at getting it. When Lucia comes to him with her crazy plan, he sees a perfect opportunity to make his move. But doing that could mean hurting his new wife. They say nothing’s sweeter than revenge—but “they” never met a woman like Lucia . . .
The Accidental Elopement
Lucia had exactly nine dollars and thirty-six cents in her pocket as she fought her way onto the crowded F-train heading downtown. Enough to buy one more coffee and a bagel—a combo she’d come to adore during her six-week stint in New York—but not much else.
She reached through a thick crowd of people so she could hold onto the cold metal pole in the middle of the train to keep her balance. The subway. That was one thing she would not miss when she left. But even that bit of optimism was enough to bring tears to her eyes. Who was she kidding? She was going to miss everything about this city, even the crowded, smelly subway.
She had just enough left on her Metrocard for a train to the airport but her credit card had long since maxed out and she had no clue how she could pay for the airfare.
You could call Grandpa.
She shook her head in disgust. It was bad enough that she was going back to Italy with her tail between her legs; there was no way she would beg her grandfather for the airfare home. When her grandmother was alive, she used to describe him as overprotective. More like smothering. Of course he only had her best interests at heart—as did her ex-fiancé— but that didn’t mean they knew what was best. She would be the one to pave her future, even if it meant she failed.
Lucia watched as the subway door opened and closed before continuing on downtown. The next stop was SoHo. She knew where she had to go. If she was being honest with herself, she’d known where she was heading the moment she’d walked away from her disappointing meeting with her former boss—her last lifeline to the new life she’d been working for this past month.
Perching on a barstool, Lucia kept an eye on the front desk. Maybe she should have called first.
“Would you like to see a bar menu?”
Lucia swiveled around to find the bartender watching her expectantly. “We’re not serving dinner yet but we have some appetizers available.”
The bartender was hot. Like, movie star hot. Lucia’s mouth went dry and her ability to speak English took a momentary hiatus from her brain. This guy was intimidatingly hot. Dark hair and bright blue eyes with a chiseled jaw—he should play a superhero in a movie.
When one corner of his mouth turned up in an amused smile, Lucia came back to her senses. “No, thank you. I’m not hungry.” Her stomach gave a little whine of protest but she ignored it. Those nine dollars had to last her until she got home.
The bartender put away the little menu but didn’t move.
“Something to drink?”
Lucia shook her head. “No, thanks. I’m just here to meet someone.”
The hot bartender’s eyebrows lifted in new understanding. “Oh, you’re here for the job?”
“Um….” He looked down at his watch and then back to her with that amused, sexy-as-hell little smile. “You’re early.”
Before she could finish, he tossed the dishrag he’d been holding under the bar and headed toward the register. “But you’re in luck. I’m the one conducting the interviews so we can get started whenever you’re ready.”
Allyson Charles lives in Northern California. She’s the author of the “Pineville Romance” series, small-town, contemporary romances published by Lyrical Press. A former attorney, she happily ditched those suits and now works in her pajamas writing about men’s briefs instead of legal briefs. When she’s not writing, she’s probably engaged in one of her favorite hobbies: napping, eating, or martial arts (That last one almost makes up for the first two, right?). One of Allyson’s greatest disappointments is living in a state that doesn’t have any Cracker Barrels in it.
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Maggie Dallen is a huge fan of happily-ever-afters. She writes contemporary and YA romance and has been known to rewrite the endings to classic love stories to ensure that they end on a happy note. In Maggie's version, Ingrid Bergman does not get on the plane. She lives in Northern California and works at a yarn store to support her knitting addiction. For more info please visit maggiedallen.com.
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Financial planner Cora Siegfried has returned to her hometown to settle her late father’s estate. Get in, get out, that’s the plan. When she’s almost run over by a kilt-wearing hottie on a motorcycle, all her well-laid plans go up in smoke, and all she can think about is getting well laid by her childhood crush. But after what she hoped would be a one-night stand, leaving him might not be as easy. Talk about a tartan temptation.
With his throne on the line, Brodie Murdock needs to secure his kingdom by taking a bride. When the only woman he’s ever wanted steps right into his path, he knows the legends are true. She is his destiny. The feisty female isn’t hard to seduce into his bed for the night, but she’s proving difficult to convince they are meant for forever. And then there’s the secret that could destroy any chance of their future—a secret he’s not ready to confess. Not until his stubborn soul mate admits she needs him for more than sex.
He couldn’t believe his ears. Her dream as a child was to be a mermaid princess. If she only knew that he could make her dream come true.
She pulled away from him. “You don’t understand what I’m talking about, do you?”
He needed to grasp what the mermaid meant to her. Was it just to be different from the other girls, or did she really want a life as a mermaid? “Why don’t you tell me what it means to you?”
“The story goes, a mermaid sees a prince on a ship and falls in love with him. The problem is he’s human. They can never be together. Then the wicked sea witch offers to make her human if she gives up her voice. She decides he’s worth the sacrifice. She becomes a mute human with legs, and they live happily ever after.”
“That’s quite a story.” He needed her to tell him more. “Do you believe in happily ever after?”
“That’s fiction.” The mermaid on her shoulder appeared to judge him.
Brodie touched the mermaid on her shoulder. “Well, I believe in happily ever after, and I think you do, too.”
She brushed his hand from her shoulder, as if it were an annoying fly. “That’s for romantics. I live in the real world.”
He bent and kissed her shoulder. “How about we compromise on happily for now?”
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New York City, early 1990s: a young, rich, and well-educated Central American man on the run from the police and Colombian drug dealers. He is accused of crimes he didn’t commit. Ready to do what it takes to survive, Pablo ironically embraces the very drug trade that threatened his life in the first place. Who is he?
What is he really capable of? The question of identity is at the heart of On The Run. More than a
contemporary story of survival, it’s a journey of self-discovery.
Pablo’s voice is funny, sometimes mean and merciless. He moves with nightmarish ease from recounting his adventures to recollecting his early life. Not always politically correct, On The Run gives you an insightful, twisted, humorous, and often disturbing view of conflicting worlds and beliefs: North and Latin America; black, brown, and white; rich and poor; rational and esoteric—and shows how they mix, match, and clash.
Everything went smoothly. Yes, the whole plan was sound, and the weeks of preparations paid off. There I went, from office to office, from delivery to delivery, in and out in forty-five minutes. I could pass receptionists and secretaries without problems. No questions, no suspicions.
“Larry is waiting for you....” “Mr. Silverstein will see you soon....” “Please take a seat. Mr. Roberts is on a phone call right now, could take a few minutes....” “Jim is finishing a meeting, said you should wait in his office....”
The clients were all nice. No wonder. I was like Santa Claus bringing them Christmas presents. More than half bought two packages; one even bought three; a lot of unexpected extra revenue. I sold forty-five packages of cocaine that week. Adding the three packages that I had sold to Joe and Peter, the total for December was forty-eight. My income was twelve thousand dollars. It really felt like Christmas.
After one of my deliveries, right after the secretary and I had made the next appointment and I was about to leave, she told me, “You must be very good at your work. Bill sounded so different on the phone right now!
Before you came, he was very anxious and bitchy. Now he sounded like another guy. He hasn’t been this happy and relaxed in days. What did you do to him?”
I couldn’t say that her boss had no more cocaine left when I came, and that was why he was in such a bad mood. He had done a line in front of me. When I left, he was high and happy.
I winked and said, “Coaching works! Happy Christmas!”
“Make me think, make me laugh, make my day!”
That’s why Izai Amorim reads and writes books. He has great interest in the interplay of media, information, and politics in a globalized world and the quest for identity and borders in a worldwide cultural melting pot.
Izai was born and raised in Brazil but spent most of his adult life abroad, briefly in the USA, mostly in
Germany. He was trained as an architect and worked many years in this profession. But his real passion is story telling. At some point in his life he decided to mix storytelling with architecture, changed professions, and became a branding consultant, something that he loves and has been doing to this day.
His first novel, The Games (2013), is a humorous but dark, even mean, political thriller. This mother of all conspiracies shows how information is processed to create and spread the stories needed to establish power structures not accountable to anyone.
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Ethan Cooke Security and their bodyguard team return to action in Deceiving Bella – book eleven in Cate Beauman’s Bodyguards of L.A. County series.
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Isabella Colby has always yearned for normalcy. Now that she’s settled in LA, she finally has it. Good friends, a pretty home, and her thriving career as the Palisades’ top skincare specialist are a dream come true. Bella is content until she meets her hunky new neighbor, but her attraction to the blue-eyed cutie is the least of her worries when contacting her long-lost father threatens to destroy her happy life.
Reed McKinley is more than ready to forget the past. His seven-year stint as an NYPD detective nearly got him killed. His wounds have healed and he’s starting over as Ethan Cooke Security’s latest recruit. With sixty-hour workweeks and little time to himself, the last thing on his mind is a relationship. Then he bumps into the gorgeous woman next door.
Reed and Bella become fast friends. Before long, Reed discovers that Bella is keeping dangerous secrets. Bella may have the answers to decades-old questions he’s been searching for. Reed will risk it all to uncover the truth, but he soon realizes that the deeper he digs, the direr the consequences.
The Inspiration Behind Deceiving Bella:
It’s no secret that I’m a crime television junky. I love watching anything that might bring about an idea for another story. Several months ago, I found a series on Netflix about La Cosa Nostra—or the five mafia families of New York. I was immediately drawn to the information I was observing. Within minutes, I knew I wanted to weave together an adventure that would bring Isabella Colby and Reed McKinley face to face with organized crime. I hope you’ll enjoy reading Deceiving Bella as much as I loved writing it.
Read an excerpt from Deceiving Bella:
Should we get started?” Bella gestured to the kitchen.
She walked in front of Reed, hurrying to the table to pull out a chair. “Does this work?”
“Yeah, it’s fine.” He sat down.
She immediately draped him with the black cover, wanting to get to his hair while it was still wet. “So, what are we doing here, exactly?”
“Just a cleanup, especially on my neck.”
“Sure.” She grabbed the sheers and took her place by his side, sliding her fingers though his short hair and stopped. “Oops.”
His shoulders tensed. “What?”
“Just kidding. A little haircutting humor.”
He tilted his head up, meeting her eyes. “A comedian.”
She laughed as he smiled. “I haven’t even started cutting yet.” She gave him a bump. “Try to relax. I promise you’re in good hands.”
“Thanks.” She combed her fingers through his hair once more, using small snips to freshen up his look. Silent seconds ticked by as she breathed in the masculine scent that was Reed. He didn’t seem to wear cologne or use any fancy shampoos, but he smelled good just the same. “So, how was your day?”
“Not too shabby.”
She worked her way around his head, finding his cut a breeze to clean up. He easily could have gone another week without any problems. “What did you do?”
“Worked a little. Boxed.”
“I could make up something about stopping a bank robbery in progress or rescuing a cat from a tree.”
She smiled. “The truth is fine, thanks.”
“What about you?”
“It was pretty much a normal day at the office—a second-session tattoo removal, a microdermabrasion, two stretch mark reductions, the usual stuff.”
“What’s the tattoo of? The one you’re taking off?”
“A woman’s name. Genevieve. The relationship didn’t work out.”
He winced. “Ouch.”
“Triple ouch. Tattoo removal is not a pain-free procedure, nor is it cheap—and he went pretty ornate with Genevieve. Hopefully next time he’ll pick a woman with a shorter name or abstain from getting himself tatted up altogether.”
She grinned, loving that sound. Did he have any idea how gorgeous he was when he smiled like that? She picked up the clippers off the table and let her knees rest against his as she leaned in and gently lifted his chin, evening out his sideburns. She swallowed, feeling his breath on her skin and his eyes studying her face. Licking her lips, she met his gaze. “You better hope I get this part right, or you’ll have to tilt your head for the next four days.”
He sent her another one of his pulse-pounding smiles. “You’ll have to help me decide if I should lean more to the left or right.”
Oh, this cutie had the potential to be trouble. Her eyes darted to his mouth mere inches from hers as his five o’clock shadow tormented her sensitized fingers. She took a step back and a steadying breath. It was a good thing they were just friends—currently the only relationship status she was interested in.
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I love music! I can’t imagine a world without catchy tunes playing, especially when I’m writing. Music is inspiration. Melodies, beats, and the mood of each song help me portray emotions and feelings as I tell a story. It’s a rare day when I don’t have my headphones in place, bopping my head, while my fingers race across the keyboard. You can listen to the “soundtrack” for each book on my website www.catebeauman.com.
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International bestselling author Cate Beauman is known for her full-length, action-packed romantic suspense series, The Bodyguards of L.A. County. Her novels have been nominated for the National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award, National Indie Excellence Award, Golden Quill Award, Writers Touch Award, and have been named Readers Favorite Five Star books. In 2015, JUSTICE FOR ABBY was selected as the Readers' Favorite International Book Award Gold Medalist, while SAVING SOPHIE took the Silver Medal. SAVING SOPHIE was also selected as the 2015 Readers Crown Award winner for Romantic Suspense and FALLING FOR SARAH received the silver medal for the 2014 Readers' Favorite Awards.
Cate makes her home in North Carolina with her husband, two boys, and their St. Bernards, Bear and Jack. Currently Cate is working on her twelfth full length romantic suspense novel.
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Amaryllis Gibson is an unlikely debutante. She favors fact over fashion, cares not for “proper” conversation and is haunted by ghostly visions which could land her in the madhouse! Marriage is definitely the last thing on Rilla’s mind…
But when she’s caught in a compromising position with Viscount Wyburn, suddenly she finds herself betrothed! And worse, his powerful presence only increases her visions. By shedding light on the viscount’s past, can Rilla gain his trust and win him round to her more…unconventional traits?
Enjoy an Excerpt From No Conventional Miss
“They came earlier. I directed them to change horses and proceed to London as we’re leaving tomorrow.’ Paul sipped his wine.
‘We are? But we were supposed to stay a week.’ Rilla laid down the massive fork with a clatter.
‘I altered our plans.’
‘Without talking to me?’
‘I do not make decisions about my household in committee.’
‘“In committee”? We are not in Parliament. I am your wife and you’re moving me around like so much baggage!’
Anger blossomed, although it was less about his autocracy and more about that tiny unacceptable frisson of relief.
‘I would not use that unflattering description,’ Paul said. ‘But, yes, I will make the travel arrangements for my household as I see fit.’
‘Perhaps I don’t want to go to London.’
‘I thought you’d be glad.’
‘Because…’ Her stomach lurched. The incident sprang huge between them.
‘I thought Wyburn not salubrious to your health.’
His admission made her angrier. She balled her hands to fists. Her jaw tightened. ‘My health is robust. Besides, my parents discussed—’ She stopped. Her parents spoke about everything—village doings, their children, their hopes and dreams.
But this was no such union.
‘We are not your parents.’ His voice, though soft, cut.
‘No,’ she said.
They continued eating in an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the clinking of knives and forks.
Irritation at him and at her own vulnerable relief tangled in Rilla’s mind. She wanted to leave this place. Yet his choice to do so perversely annoyed.
Edison refilled their glasses, cleared the plates and served a sweet, fluffy concoction for their pudding. Then he left and silence again enclosed them.
‘I think I will retire and leave you to your port,’ Rilla said at last, rising from her chair.
Paul stood, but made no effort to detain her. ‘Rest well. We leave after breakfast. I hope that is convenient.’
“She nodded. He offered her his arm and she placed her hand on his sleeve, conscious of taut muscles under the cloth and the smell his cologne.
They moved towards the door, stopping at its threshold and she was suddenly aware of their solitude, of the warmth of his breath and the height and strength of him.
He fastened his gaze on hers, placing his hand against her cheek. She tingled at this touch. Her anger dwindled, turning into something else.
She bit her lip. His breath quickened. With a quick, almost violent movement, he possessed her mouth with heat and power and need.
Stepping back abruptly, he allowed his hands to fall from her. ‘I apologise. That was not appropriate.’
‘And therefore must restrain ourselves in the dining room.’
‘Perhaps you are too ruled by restraint,’ she said softly.
‘Or you are too swayed by emotion.’
She flinched at the words. Was it always to be thus—this guarding of words and actions? This fear of sentiment?
‘Rather that than to be a statue,’ she retorted.
As she left, she glanced back. Paul stood by the fireplace. He gripped the mantel with both hands, his head bowed low, a solitary figure.
About Eleanor Webster
Eleanor Webster has a passion for many things, the most ardent likely being shoes.
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Sara has graciously agreed to answer some of my questions. I hope you enjoy :)
What are your favorite TV shows?
The Big Bang Theory, Once Upon A Time, Face Off…I watch a little of everything
What is your favorite meal?
If you were to write a series of novels, what would it be about?
I am writing a series of novels about the Hussite Wars in the Bohemian lands (where the Czech Republic is now). My debut novel, The Lady Bornekova, was the first book in the series and is set just before and as the conflict starts. The next book, which I’m nearly done with, follows the characters through the first part of the war.
Is there a writer you idolize? If so who?
There are a couple whom I idolize: Melanie Dickerson and Joanne Bischof. I love how they utilize deep point of view – how they really let us into the character’s head and heart. I mean it’s like we’re feeling what the character feels. We’re there.
How did you come up for the title of this book?
The book is really about Ismene and her story through this difficult period in her life. So, it made sense to name the book after her. But I didn’t want to just call it “Ismene”. I wanted to describe it somewhat. So, The General’s Wife seemed to suit the book’s content and what I was going for.
“Go home!” Ismene is speechless as she reads those words written in blood on the walls of her new home. The young, raven-haired Grecian beauty had traveled all the way from her homeland to marry the Pharaoh’s top general. But she never expected this. The hatred of the Alexandrian mob for their Greek rulers is right in front of her. It is the first of many threats she will receive.
Things are escalating out of control. Damaged crops and horses turned loose at night are one thing. But when Ismene receives a death threat, it becomes clear that there is a spy within her own household. She would turn to her husband to deal with this issue, except he left for battle by order of the Pharaoh. Not knowing whom to trust, she fears for her safety as well as the entire ruling class of Egypt.
Once they were alone, he gathered Ismene into his arms. “Love, are you truly all right?”
“I am.” She sighed, closing her eyes and just breathing in the scent of him. “Now.”
He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back. When he closed his eyes he could still see the scene that he had come upon when he had found her on the balcony, and his blood ran hot. He forced his mind back to the present.
“I have a surprise for you.”
“I thought I might read to you.”
“Oh?” She pulled back to look into his face. “That is a pleasant surprise. I think, sir, that you have found my weakness.”
“I think you know mine too, milady.” He said, drawing her in for an intimate kiss.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Sara is originally from middle TN. After a short stint in Memphis, where she earned a degree in Biology and began a career as both a Zoo Educator and a Sleep Technician, she then followed a dream to work for a large zoo in Orlando, FL as an Educator. Once she and her husband started their family, they moved back to Tennessee. Sara and her husband now enjoy a full life with their three beautiful and very active children. Sara enjoys many creative outlets – singing, piano, drawing, drama, and organizing anything. And even though she has enjoyed her career as a Zoo Educator, Sara's great love of the written word continued to draw her to write. She has always been an avid reader and, for many years, has been what she terms a “closet writer”. Her travels and love of history have served to inspire her to write Historical Fiction. Sara has made several trips overseas to the Czech Republic. Her time among the Czech people and the landscapes of the country inspired her and greatly influenced her work on her debut novel, The Lady Bornekova, set in Hradec Kralove, Czech Republic. Sara is also a member of the ACFW.
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