Fairest of the Faire - Guest post by Susabelle Kelmer
- it's a real pleasure to feature a fellow Wild Rose
Press Author, Susabelle Kelmer on my blog today, and I wish you much success with 'Fairest
Of the Faire' it sounds like a wonderful read - and what a lovely
I want to thank Hywela Lyn for hosting me on her blog
today.My debut novel Fairest of the
Faire with The Wild Rose Press was released on June 5th, and I’m excited to be
sharing that sweet love story with the world.But first, I wanted to talk a bit about the English-to-English language
barrier.Sounds serious, doesn’t it?
Some years ago, when I was young-ish, I had a boyfriend from
York.We met on the Internet, but that
was the early days, when everything was Internet Relay Chat (IRC) rooms and dial-in
bulletin boards.The web was just
getting its start and was mostly full of government documents and university
white papers.We met in a chat room for
geeks like me.At the time, it was
pretty exciting to say I had a boyfriend overseas.You see, as an American, the thought of
having an out-of-the-country boyfriend was kind of titillating.
And Alex and I were great at communicating when we were
typing to each other.Then he called me
on the phone.I have no idea what
language he was speaking, but it wasn’t English!I think he thought the same thing about
me.While I’d envisioned the lilting
voice of Sean Connery, he sounded like there was a wood chipper in his mouth, spewing
out words that fell onto the ground as unrecognizable snippets of vowels and
A York accent is a heavy thing, and it took me more than a
bit to get used to.It helped that he
started talking slower, and I did too.But even so, there was a language barrier as well.A bonnet is something an American wears on their
head if they are working in the garden.A boot is something we wear on our feet to keep the mud out.A Macintosh is a tart apple.English is not English when we’re talking
about the English language.
But oh, the fun we had.We learned so much about each other, and finally got to meet in person
and spent a few weeks together.The
relationship was not meant to be, but we went our separate ways with great
affection for one another.He eventually
moved to Texas and married a nice woman, and we occasionally chat and catch up
on what each other are up to.I wonder
what the Texans thought of Alex’s accent when he arrived there.And I wonder if the Texan dialect has
infiltrated his heavy York accent.
Fairest of the Faire by
The renaissance fair is filled
with characters and romance, but will it end in storybook love?
Theme: Second Chance Love
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Rating: Spicy (PG13)
Keywords: romance, contemporary romance, widow,
Page Count: 296
Digital Price: 4.99
Print Price (if applicable): 15.99
Schoolteacher Connie Meyers is
suddenly a young widow, her husband killed in a horrific car accident.
Heartbroken to find out he had gambled away everything they had, she moves to
her sister-in-law's Midwest home to rebuild her life. A trip to the local
Renaissance Faire with her nieces leads to a summer job as a costumed
Avowed bad boy and fair performer
Gage Youngblood is infatuated with Connie at first sight. Despite his
deliberately commitment-free life, and Connie's don't-touch-me attitude, he
soon has her in his arms, realizing quickly she is also in his heart.
When she is threatened by her
late husband's bookie, he steps into the role of protector, his fate forever
sealed with hers.
said anything about a relationship?” he said, standing up so he could tower
over her again.
“I’m just trying to have a little fun. You know, fun?”
been an animal, she was sure he’d have had hair raised on the back of his neck,
he seemed so angry, and it struck her painfully. She hadn’t wanted to anger him
or hurt him. She turned away from him and closed her eyes to tamp down the
tears she knew would come if she let them. She crossed her arms over her chest,
to hold in the pain. Being tired made her much too vulnerable.
she finally said. “I know about fun. Life isn’t always fun, though.”
His voice was soft, tender. “I won’t hurt you. It’s not in my plan.”
herself, she felt the shivers of desire race down from her shoulders, down her
arms and legs, and back up to that secret, soft place at her core. She bowed
her head and gritted her teeth, hoping for the feeling to go away.
what is your plan, Gage?”
simple plan. I want you to feel good. I want to feel good, too.”
Susabelle Kelmer is a wife and mother living at the base of the Rocky
Mountains in northern Colorado. She believes in romance, second chances, and
the magic of moonlight. When she isn't writing, she works with students with
disabilities in the college environment. http://www.susabelle.com