Wednesday, February 12, 2020

One Fine Book Deal ~ Echoes of the Heart Series FREE, 99¢, $2.99!

I have been popping around on other blogs more than here lately, but on the chance someone might stumble by, I sure wouldn't want anyone to miss this chance to get the entire Echoes of the Heart series for $3.99, and the first book is FREE! (WWI-1920s)

If you love historical romance like I do, I hope you'll check out my series special through Valentines Day. Check out the terrific reviews. And to you I send a BIG VALENTINES HUG!

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Wishing you a warm and happy Valentines Day with plenty of book love! 💖

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Hero Interview! Meet Lachlan McRea from Naomi Musch's "A Tender Siege" (The Highlanders Collection)

Welcome to the final installment of Hero Interviews from the four novellas in Smitten's new romance collection THE HIGHLANDERS which released November 15th. Today I'm quizzing my own courageous hero from A Tender Siege. Meet Lachlan McRea of His Majesty's 42nd Highlanders.

A Tender Siege

Pontiac’s War, August 1763: “I beg Ye to take me.” Wounded in battle in the American wilderness, Lachlan McRea of His Majesty’s 42nd Highlanders pleads with God, yearning to be reunited with his lost wife and child. As death hovers near, he is discovered by Wenonah, a native widow doing all she can to survive alone while avoiding the attentions of a dangerous Shawnee warrior. In aiding one another, their perils increase. If Lachlan can let go of the woman he once loved, he might find healing for both body and soul.

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MRW - May I say what an honor it is to speak with you again, Lachlan. Since revealing your story to me, I suspected I might not see you again.

Lachlan (rubbing his chin) - 'Tis a strange thing, this business of writing you partake in.

MRW - (Chuckling) Some say so. So for my friends who haven't read your story, tell them a little about yourself, where you come from, and how you found yourself in America.

Lachlan - (Stretches his legs and folds his arms) I lived my life in Scotland, all until a few years past. I married my childhood love, Moira, but...ya ken, I lost her givin' birth to our wee bairn. A bonny boy he was, but I laid him to rest wi' his maither. I was broken. I didn't ken what to do after that, until I found meself enlisting with His Majesty's Royal Highlanders. I was assigned to the 42nd and sent to many places. Lately we'd come up from the south seas and found ourselves in New York. 'Twasn't long before we were sent on this march with Colonel Bouquet's forces to relieve the Indians' siege of Fort Pitt.

MRW - And so we find you there at the beginning of this story.

Lachlan - Lost me, don't ye mean? Aye, I was lost. Wounded badly. I thought sure and certain I would meet my Moira again before long. 

MRW - But God saw fit to spare you.

Lachlan - (nodding) Aye...though I begged Him to take me.

MRW - He sent help.

Lachlan - I wouldna believed it. Such a rescuer. Surrounded by on danger on every side I was, and no less so by this woman who found me. 

MRW - You must have been relieved.

Lachlan - Ha! Relieved? She had a sharp knife and wasn't feared o' usin' it. I welcomed her to spill my blood, as ye ken. Instead...

MRW - Wasn't she in her own kind of danger?

Lachlan - So I come to ken. There are many kinds of danger in the wilderness. Many kinds o' danger just livin'.

MRW - Didn't she need your help as badly as you needed hers?

Lachlan - Wenonah was more than capable.

MRW - Aren't you being modest?

Lachlan - (clears his throat, seeming uncomfortable) 

MRW - I notice you seem a bit tense. Is there more you'd like to share about that? Some Shawnee warrior you'd like to tell us about? Or about Wenonah's--"

Lachlan - Nae. (Visibly loosening his posture) I've already spilled my guts to ye. Let those who read the tale learn of it, for I'll not speak of those things again.

MRW - All right. If you've a mind to hold your peace, I'll not ask about that. Tell me, did Wenonah ever say what brought her to have compassion on ye?

Lachlan - Wenonah had been through enough of her own hardships. The kinds that make some turn hard...bitter. She did not. Things might have been very different.

WRW - When you met her, Lachlan, were you at the place of becoming hard and bitter yourself?

Lachlan - (shaking his head slowly) Nae. I'd not call it bitterness, nor hardness either. Sorrow had near swallowed me whole, that's all. My friend Nab saw it so. He saw also what I needed in my life to overcome those raw feelings. More so than I saw myself--or was willing to admit. Ye ken my friend Nab?

WRW - Yes, we've met.

Lachlan - Oh, aye, I'm supposin' ye have. 

MRW - Any chance ye'll be returning soon with the 42nd?

Lachlan - (grinning) I'm hear now, ain't I? I reckon I'll leave that answer for yer readers to discover.

MRW - Yes, a good idea. Thank you for coming to visit me again, Lachlan. I've enjoyed it very much.

Lachlan - The same to ye. Now if ye don't mind, I've much needs tendin' too.

MRW - Farewell.

Lachlan - Aye. fare thee well. 

Now Meet the Author
Hey, that's me!

I'm an award-winning author who crafts my stories from the pristine Lake Superior north woods, where I and my husband Jeff live as epically as God allows near the families of our five adult children. I'm a member of the American Christian Fiction Writers and the Lake Superior Writers. Though I have written in a variety of venues on topics ranging from homeschooling to homesteading, my great love is historical fiction. I enjoy roaming around on the farm, snacking out of the garden, relaxing in my vintage camper, and loving on my growing passel of grandchildren. I would love to meet with and speak to your group. Let's connect around the web!

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Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Hero Interview! Meet Callan MacTavish from Jennifer Lamont Leo's "The Violinist" (The Highlanders Collection)

Welcome to the third installment in a series of interviews I'm hosting with heroes from the four novellas in Smitten's new romance collection THE HIGHLANDERS which just released on November 15th. Today I welcome Callan MacTavish from Jennifer Lamont Leo's The Violinist, a hero with secrets.

The Violinist

In 1915 Idaho, homesick lumberjack Callan MacTavish despairs of ever seeing his Scottish homeland again. With kindness and patience, music teacher Rose Marchmont reaches a part of Callan’s heart he’d long ago locked away. She sees beyond his rough exterior to the artistic heart beneath. He longs for more than he can offer her, but she doesn’t know about the secret trauma that keeps him from crossing the sea.

Meet Highlander Hero Callan MacTavish

MRW - Hello, Callan, it’s nice to meet you. Thank you for your willingness to talk to me today. Were you as willing to share your story with Ms Leo so she could get it written down?

Callum - Nay. She had to draw it out o’ me. I’m not one to talk about myself.

MRW - I read your story, and I have to say, I found it amazing. I’d like to ask you a few questions about it, but don’t feel like you have to give anything away that you want to keep secret to readers. First off tell us about yourself and your background. Where are you from?

Callum - I grew up in Scotland, near the bonny, bonny banks of Loch Lomond, as the song goes. That happens to be the ancestral home of Ms. Leo’s relatives. Her birth name, Lamont, is a variation of Lomond and is as common as “Smith” in those parts. My da still lives there.

MRW - In the beginning of the story, you landed yourself in a hospital. How did that happen? In fact, how did a Highlander like yourself end up working as a logger in Idaho, USA?

Callum - I guess ye could say I took a trip to the United States and ended up stayin. I had to support myself somehow, and loggin seemed as good a job as any fer a footloose, single Scotsman. ‘Twas a misfortune between a ponderosa pine and my noggin what landed me in the hospital.

MRW - I see you have a previous injury. Anything you want to tell us about that?

Callum - Nay. Just to say it’s not out o’ the ordinary fer loggers to be short a finger or two.

MRW - When you were in the hospital, you were a little worried that Lars had discovered something secret when he was bringing you a few things. Want to tell us what that was and why you were nervous he’d found you out?

Callum - My journal. My chums in the loggin camp find it strange enough that I read poetry. I don’t need them knowin that I write it, too.

MRW - You’re different than most of the loggers in town who don’t mind living it up when they get paid and carrying on with women. So how do you like to spend your time?

Callum - I daunder aboot the town. I read Robert Burns. I write. I listen to music. I’m not a particularly excitin person to be around, but I enjoy my own company.

MRW - The first time you spied a certain Miss Marchmont, you felt embarrassed. Want to tell us about that incident?

Callum - I was with my chum Lars and he had no qualms about makin a scene, tryin to get her attention. Ye don’t go shoutin out to bonny lasses on the street that way. Plus my face was pretty banged up from the accident with the tree. I didna need her thinkin I was a lout.

MRW - You have an amazing talent, one you’ve been keeping hidden from most of the people you know in Idaho, especially Miss Marchmont. Can you tell us here what that talent is? If not, can you tell us why you don’t want Miss Marchmont—or anyone—to know you have a secret?

Callum - I didna want a lot o’ questions. I just wanted to listen to the lass play her violin and get to know her without a lot o’ fuss and feathers.

MRW - How about you tell us about a few of the other people in town? Anyone you find annoying or especially pleasant to be around?

Callum Miss Marchmont’s sister is a wee bit high-strung. Her husband’s all right, though. There’s a dobber called Godfrey who swans about in his fancy motorcar. Could do without the likes of him.

MRW - I loved your story, Callan. I was blown away by a big surprise I never saw coming. It was a jaw-dropping moment. I’m sure readers will love it as well.

Callum - Much obliged to ye.

Now Meet the Author 

Jennifer Lamont Leo captures readers’ hearts through stories set in times gone by. Her first novel, You’re the Cream in My Coffee, won a Carol Award from American Christian Fiction Writers.  An Illinois native, she now writes from the mountains of northern Idaho.

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