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Then fasten your seatbelts, sip a glass of something sparkling and let's chat awhile!
I hope you'll stop by again for guest authors and spotlights from time to time.

Beloved Enemy joined Starquest and Children of the Mist to continue the Destiny Trilogy and I'm thrilled to announce was shortlisted for the R.N.A. RoNA Awards 2017, awarded 2nd Runner up in the RONE Awards 2017 and was the winner in the SF/Fantasy category of the 'Best Banter Contest'.

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

When Camels Fly - Guest post and Giveaway


I'm thrilled to welcome NB Horton to my blog today.   I was intrigued by the fascinating title of her book and asked how she came up with it.  

Over to you, NB:

Questions from bloggers originate from healthy distance about my work. Muddling through the answers makes me a better writer. Lyn’s question, “how did you come up with this intriguing title?” is a great example of a blogger nudging me to consider my books from a different point of view.

First, a confession: I love camels. I ride them every time I’m in the Middle East, such as during my trip in March, 2014. I’m dangerous on horseback, but camels and I have a weird bond. We were meant for each other.

Creative Reasons
When Camels Fly introduces archaeologist Grace Madison, sometimes on camel, in Israel and Jordan. (She temporarily leaves her favorite animal behind in The Brothers’ Keepers, set in Western Europe and releasing November, 2014.)

Grace is an intelligent woman of faith: confident that God has a plan for her, but unafraid to take matters into her own hands and trust her judgment. She is utterly devoted to family, but has taken the opportunity as an “empty nester” to do things she’s always wanted, such as complete her doctorate and participate in archaeological digs. She lives life on her own terms. (The Readers Guide for book clubs encourages readers to engage with her on a deeper level, and explore how they would respond to some of her tough choices.)

As you can imagine, Grace doesn’t have conventional adult children. She raised them to use their gifts and think independently. When those gifts endanger her daughter and son, she canters on camelback to their rescue. She then makes startling discoveries about Mark, her husband of thirty years, and about her elderly professors, whose early lives now endanger everyone she loves.

Most contemporary suspense about the Middle East is written from a male perspective by a male author. When Camels Fly shares aspects of the land and culture to which female readers can relate, while including the adventure and action of comparable novels.

When Camels Fly also explores the complexities of a functional, mature family. Grace’s distant relationship with Mark depicts a marriage gone stale, but in which the individuals still love each other. Sacrifices her children have made in their love lives, and to which Grace responds with pointed humor, represent the reality of today’s young adults, who delay marriage and family for multiple reasons.

Practical Reasons
My background in journalism/advertising/marketing stressed the value of a perfect headline or campaign slogan. But after writing (and rewriting…and rewriting…and rewriting…) eighty-plus-thousand words, I smothered in the adventure as I mentally rode with Grace during her manic undertaking. I also was writing The Brothers’ Keepers, so my creative juices ran low.

The working title wasn’t strong enough, and the story required a title and cover as unique and original as the storyline. Several Big Six publishers were reviewing the work (if I never hear the words, “there’s something here…” again), but eventually decided it didn’t fit within their history of successful genres. (Roughly translated, that means the book was outside their comfort zones.)

Specifically, I owe the title to a brainstorming session with my grown daughter. She’s my partner in crime across five continents; inspiration for one of my major characters; and the person with the greatest impact (via an unstoppable DELUGE of comments) on When Camels Fly and the Parched series.

We had been “title-wrestling” for weeks, usually with a shared pot of strong black tea in The Hermitage (also known as my office). In this instance, we were armed with glasses of champagne, celebrating the end of the Thanksgiving feast. Title proposals became goofier and goofier, interspersed with our usual discussion of politics in the region. This interaction led to a discussion of peace, and one of us commented that peace would occur when “you-know-where froze over.”

She immediately responded that peace was as likely as flying camels, to which I replied, “when camels fly.” We looked at each other, agreed that was it, and toasted the completion of an arduous process. I think we created the consummate title for an unconventional work about a fairly normal woman thrust into extraordinary adventures.

I hope your readers grab the reins and join us!


Thanks for the opportunity to share When Camels Fly on Romance That’s Out of this World, Lyn, and I hope to share The Brothers’ Keepers with you and your readers later this year.

Thank you so for that fascinating explation, NB.  Now let's find out more about this great book:

WHERE CAMELS FLY
A mother’s fatal shot. A daughter’s deadly choice.
In Israel, archaeologist Grace Madison shoots her daughter’s abductor. Seconds later, a handsome shepherd drops from the sky to kill a second assassin. Their world changes in two blinks of an eye.
Unbeknownst to them, a fiercely ambitious evil is destroying everything in its path—the unconventional path Grace and Maggie take. They struggle to right a wrong as old as time, and discover time is running out in the race for their lives. Family and friends are swept into their vortex, extinguishing old flames while igniting new loves.
While the scale tips dangerously toward disaster, millions of lives hang in the balance. And the mother-and-daughter team soon realizes nothing is as it seems. Even each other.
Because choosing what’s right is all that’s left.

Agent:  Mary Keeley at Books & Such Literary Management
Category: Contemporary suspense, thread of Romance
Tour Date: May/June, 2014
Available in: Print & ebook, 370 Pages

About NLB Horton:

After an award-winning detour through journalism and marketing and a graduate degree from Dallas Theological Seminary, NLBHorton returned to writing fiction. She has surveyed Israeli archaeological digs accompanied by artillery rounds from Syria and machine gun fire from Lebanon. Explored Machu Picchu after training with an Incan shaman. And consumed afternoon tea across five continents. When Camels Fly is her first novel. Her second, The Brothers’ Keepers, will be available November 2014. Website: http://www.nlbhorton.com 
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/NLB-Horton/289059931145461 
Twitter: https://twitter.com/NLBHorton Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/nlbhorton/
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Monday, 2 June 2014

The Legend of Devils Bridge

I love featuring fellow authors, but I think it would be nice to include something myself, more often, so how about some of the folk myths and legends of my native Wales? Wales is full of legends. which have inspired the settings for most of my stories,  and I incorporated some of them into my fantasy novella 'Dancing With Fate'. It's set in 5th Century Wales and the 'Devils Bridge'waterfall in these pictures is just as I picture the fall where my muse, Terpsichore, bathes.

Each Monday, I will try and feature a new myth or legend, or something about Wales  which  I hope you'll find interesting.

 I used to live near a well known beauty spot called Pontarfynach, or Devils Bridge. It is really three bridges, built over a spectacular and beautiful waterfall, which rages down into a deep pool known as the Devils Punchbowl. The first bridge was built by the Monks of Strata Florida, (where the Holy Grail is reputed to have been hidden for a while) in 1075. In the 18th Century it was deemed to be unsafe, and a second bridge was built, over the first. The third bridge being built over that in 1901. I thought it would be nice to share the legend of how the first bridge was built. There are different versions of the legend, but this is my favourite:

 An old woman had a cow of which she was very fond, and which provided her with all the milk she needed. Early one morning she was distraught to find that the cow had somehow managed to cross the river and was now grazing on the bank the other side. The old lady looked at the swirling river and wondered how she would be able to get her cow back. “What the Devil can I do now?” she asked aloud.

At once there was a smell of sulphur and a cloud of thick smoke, out of the middle of which appeared Old Nick himself! “You called?” he smirked. The old lady was made of stern stuff, and after a moment’s hesitation, she explained her predicament. Satan grinned wickedly. “That’s easily sorted,” he said craftily, “I can build you a bridge – but it will cost you.”

“How much?” the old lady asked uneasily. “Oh nothing much, just the soul of the first living thing to cross the bridge,” the Devil stated cunningly, knowing full well that she would have to cross the bridge herself to get her cow.

 “Done!” said the old woman. The Devil waved his arms and there, spanning the falls, was a beautiful new stone bridge. The Devil laughed nastily, “Now for my payment he said smugly. The old lady was not as naïve as she appeared. She put her hand into her apron pocket and drew out a crust of bread which she had put there for her breakfast, and threw it across to the other side of the bridge. Immediately her little dog ran across the bridge and gobbled it up.

Satan knew he had been outwitted, the soul of a dog was of no use to him; he scowled furiously and disappeared in an even bigger cloud of foul smelling black smoke than the first, and was never seen in those parts again. The old woman crossed the lovely new bridge, and having retrieved both her cow and her dog, made her way home, humming softly to herself. The bridge still remains, to this very day. (Although two later bridges have been built above it, and today it has the usual tourist attraction trappings)

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Interview with Helen Johannes

It's always a pleasure to welcome a fantasy author to my blog - I love fantasy as much as Science Fiction, and when the author writes delicious romances in this genre, I'm hooked.

So put your feet up,  take a glass of something sparkling and welcome to my blog, Helen. Please. tell us about your latest release and what was your favourite part of writing this book?


My latest release is BLOODSTONE, a fantasy romance retelling of the Beauty and the Beast story. If I had to pick a favorite part of writing this book, I’d have to say it was creating two unusual secondary characters. The first, a blind boy, took me out of my comfort zone because I had to turn off the sense I use most as a writer, vision, and turn on my other senses to imagine how he would navigate the world and perceive the other characters. The second character, a Wehrland she-lion, torments my hero with her enigmatic ways. I had so much fun showing their interaction and engaging all my knowledge of cat behavior to portray her.

Oh that sounds such a great story - and Beauty and The Beast is my favourite fairy tale! Tell us more about your latest release and what you think readers will enjoy about it

Well, let’s see. There’s romance, danger, magic, humor, mystery—oh!—and petrified dragon’s blood!

Bloodstones, drops of the legendary last dragon’s blood, are rare, precious, and powerful. Mirianna and her gem-cutter father want these stones to fulfill a jewelry commission. The Shadow Man, a cursed warrior whose unveiled appearance can kill, makes his living in the wilderness collecting bloodstones and other gems. The only source of these gems is a no-man’s land infested by beast-men, dark magic, and a dead—or sleeping?—dragon. Daytime there is dangerous enough, but the night—the dark—has power of its own, linking lovers in dreams long before they meet. Only in this borderland between good and evil would Mirianna believe a lion might speak to her and she might trust her heart to a man she can only see in the dark.

Wow, what an interesting concept. What comes first: the plot or the characters?
     
I’m a “pantser” so I get a vague idea of plot points and a couple of characters, and then I set out with them out on a journey. Along the way, the characters reveal their secrets—often in surprising ways—and the storyline changes from what I originally thought to what will suit the needs of the characters. Secondary characters emerge to take on roles I hadn’t consciously envisioned for them but that prove to be significant to the plot. When there is a “big reveal” in the plot, it’s usually because a hint a character dropped back in chapter two suddenly becomes integral to the plot and has been simmering under the surface all along. Then I go back and enhance that in the revision process.

Do you have a support system? Do you have a writing community? What valuable lessons have you learned from them?

     I belong to Romance Writers of America, and my particular support group is the small group belonging to my local area. Even though we write a variety of romance genres, we are extremely close-knit and stay in contact by email between monthly meetings. If any one of us needs a quick answer to a question or help with a writing problem, someone will quickly reply. We bring a variety of experiences to the table and are willing to share.
The most important lesson I’ve learned is to listen to everyone. We may not always agree with what we hear, but we need to give it consideration. Sometimes the best ideas and insights come from the least likely sources.

I also occasionally serve as a judge for contests, and I’ve learned a lot from reading and critiquing other people’s writing. Sometimes it’s easier to see a flaw in someone else’s work first, and then I can find it in my own.

You are so right there, Helen.  I've found the same thing myself, when judging conests. Is there any advice, as a new writer, that you were either given, or wish you had been given?

It would be nice to say I was an overnight success. Lesson #1 is that most writers aren’t. It can take 5, 10, 15 years or more to break in, so you have to be both persistent and patient. Remember the tortoise and the hare.

Lesson #2 is that you perfect your craft by both writing AND reading. It’s true that you don’t want to be unduly influenced by other authors’ ideas, but I can’t fathom how some people want to publish when they don’t even like to or want to read. And they can’t be bothered with revision. I was always a reader, and I studied the classics, so I learned craft from the best. But, like all newbies, I thought what I wrote in my first draft was golden. I had to learn to ‘kill my darlings’ because sometimes they just had to die. And, oh gosh, adverbs had to go.

I couldn't agree more.  You learn so much from reading other people's books, and it always makes me want to strive to be as good as they are.  As for revision, I love the whole process and tend to find it hard to know when to stop - and those pesky adverbs are a real challenge!
So...hat do you do for fun when not writing?

I read, watch movies, take walks, and travel as often as I can. I fill my bookshelves with romances (of course), mysteries, and young adult books. My favorite authors include Rick Riordan, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Nora Roberts, Janet Evanovich, Amanda Quick, Darynda Jones, and Jennifer Crusie, to name just a few. On my keeper shelf you’ll find the Artemis Fowl series, The Wizard of Earthsea, all the Harry Potter books, The Hunt for Red October, Agatha Christie mysteries, Inkheart, and all of the Amelia Peabody Egyptian mysteries, among others. I enjoy being outdoors, especially in the spring, and I love discovering new places and revisiting any place with a castle or beach/ocean access.

That sounds great - you'd love my homeland of Wales, it's full of castles! :)  Thank you so much for being with us today, Helen.  Now while you relax let's have a look at your amazing fantasy novels.

THE PRINCE OF VAL-FEYRIDGE, 2011 EPIC WINNER in Fantasy Romance from The Wild Rose Press - A warrior with a destiny, a woman with a gift. Can loving the enemy restore a broken kingdom?  Or will forbidden love destroy it—and them—first?
BLOODSTONE, 2011 LAUNCHING A STAR WINNER in Fantasy Romance, available now from Amazon and The Wild Rose Press




BLOODSTONE, 2011 Launching a Star Winner in Fantasy Romance, The Wild Rose Press
Blurb:

What if looking at the face of the man you loved meant death?

Years ago, warrior Durren Drakkonwehr was cursed by a mage. Now feared and reviled as the Shadow Man, he keeps to himself, only going to town to trade rare bloodstones—petrified dragon’s blood—for supplies. Though he hides his face, he can’t hide his heart from the woman who haunts his dreams…

Needing bloodstones for a jewelry commission, Mirianna and her father journey across the dreaded Wehrland where the beast-men roam. When their party is attacked, only the Shadow Man can save them. Strangely drawn to him, Mirianna offers herself in return for her father’s rescue.

Living in the ruined fortress with the Shadow Man, Mirianna slowly realizes that a flesh-and-blood man, not a fiend hides there in hoods and darkness. But are love and courage enough to lift the curse and restore the man?

Excerpt:

“What about us? What do we do?”
            Only the hood rotated, cocking with exaggerated deliberation. “Why, you die, old man.”
            Her father blanched. His grip on Mirianna’s arms faltered.

            She saw the Shadow Man turn, saw the muscles of his thighs bunch as he prepared to leap down the hillside, saw, in the corner of her eye, shapes gathering along the tree line below, horrible shapes she’d seen only hours before rushing at her from a darkened clearing. With a shudder, she broke from her father’s grasp.

            “Please!” She reached out to the black sleeve. “Help us!”
            He recoiled at her touch like one snake-bitten. The sudden, sharp focus of his regard staggered her, but she backed no more than a step. No matter how he terrified her, he’d helped her once. She’d been led to him again, and not, her instincts told her, without reason.
            “Please,” she repeated. “Help us. I—we’ll do anything.”

            “Anything?”

            His voice was a whisper that caressed flesh. Mirianna’s stomach quivered. Her breasts tingled. Her mouth grew even drier. Without thinking, she slid her tongue along her lips. Vaguely, she wondered what she’d done. And why time seemed suspended, as if everyone but she and the Shadow Man had been cast in stone and all sound arrested. All sound except the taut, guttural repeat of his question.

            “Anything?

THE PRINCE OF VAL-FEYRIDGE, 2011 EPIC Winner in Fantasy Romance, The Wild Rose Press
Blurb:
A warrior with a destiny, a woman with a gift. Can loving the enemy restore a broken kingdom? Or will forbidden love destroy it—and them—first?
Prince Arn has a destiny—an ancient throne—but he’s not waiting for fate to deliver when he can act now, before his enemies organize against him. The healer Aerid longs for her barely remembered homeland. Marked out by her gift and her foreign looks, she insists she is no witch. The swordsman Naed hopes to honorably defend his uncle’s holding, but he harbors a secret fascination for the exotic healer. Prince Arn’s campaign against Aerid’s homeland throws them into a triangle of forbidden love, betrayal, and heartbreak. Only when they realize love is blood-kin to friendship, and neither is possible without risk, can they forge a new alliance and restore a kingdom.
Excerpt:
Aerid could not recall how she came to be in the Great Hall, or how water and bandages materialized on trestle tables there.
Naed sat slumped against the wall while Yormoc tugged off his tunic and armor. Blood painted Naed’s arm, but she could see the wound was only a finger in length.
“Get me up, fool, or ‘tis your hide I’ll line my chair with!” Her master Dranoel sat up, took in the guards at the door, and his ashen face paled further.
Yormoc examined the cloth he had been holding to his gashed jaw. “They haven’t killed us yet. ‘Tis like they don’t mean to.”
Dranoel visibly fought for control. “Mayhap the bastard Prince has some honor, then.”
“Some honor!” Aerid sputtered. Did no one but she understand what they faced? “Belike they’ll be keeping us for their sport, killing us one by one to feed their savage appetites. These be Tolemaks we speak of, and what be they if not barbarians and
their master a Prince of savages!”
Dranoel blanched at her words. Yormoc froze. Even Naed’s head came up. But not a man of them stared at her.
Cold dread filled Aerid. She whirled.
In the doorway stood a scarlet-cloaked figure so tall his ebony hair brushed the cross-beam, so lean Aerid sensed nothing but bone and muscle and will, a will so strong it emanated from the deep-set, stone-gray eyes. High cheekbones gave his face a noble, arrogant look. The curve of his lips mocked her. The scar cutting across the left side of his face from behind the eyebrow to the corner of the chin mocked nothing.
“Pray, go on.” The Prince of Val-Feyridge planted his boot on a bench and rested a hand on the upraised knee. “Or have you lost your nerve?”

Author Bio:
Author Helen C. Johannes lives in the Midwest with her husband and grown children. Growing up, she read fairy tales, Tolkien, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Agatha Christie, Shakespeare, and Ayn Rand, an unusual mix that undoubtedly explains why the themes, characters, and locales in her writing play out in tales of love and adventure. A member of Romance Writers of America, she credits the friends she has made and the critiques she’s received from her chapter members for encouraging her to achieve her dream of publication. When not working on her next writing project, she teaches English, reads all kinds of fiction, enjoys walks, and travels as often as possible.

Buy Links:
Bloodstone: Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00G8GTHRC
The Prince of Val-Feyridge: Amazon: http://amzn.com/B003JH8CO2
(Available in both print and e-versions from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and The Wild Rose Press)
THE PRINCE OF VAL-FEYRIDGE, 2011 EPIC WINNER in Fantasy Romance from The Wild Rose Press - A warrior with a destiny, a woman with a gift. Can loving the enemy restore a broken kingdom?  Or will forbidden love destroy it—and them—first?
BLOODSTONE, 2011 LAUNCHING A STAR WINNER in Fantasy Romance, available now from Amazon and The Wild Rose Press

Monday, 26 May 2014

Unseasonal War - SF Virtual Book tour - David Englund


It's always a pleasure to welcome an author who writes Science Fiction to the Flight Deck.  I have to say David Englund's book sounds like a wonderful read and is definitely on my TBR list.  
David will be awarding a digital copy of Unseasonal War to a randomly drawn commenter at every stop during the tour.  You can find the other stops on the tour HERE. Remember, the more you comment, the better your chances of winning.
 So strap yourself in, order something sparkling fron the autodispenser, and enjoy the ride.  Let's find out more about Unseasonal War by David Englund


Unseasonal War
by David Englund

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BLURB:

Clark Jackson’s travels, for the first time, put him in touch with an intriguing species remarkably human-like. He becomes instantly fascinated with the Fronents and envious of their advanced technology. Striving to befriend them and learn more, his uncontrolled enthusiasm forsakes the use of appropriate caution and suspicion. Could their cold reception be a byproduct of their war with a vile species in this corner of the universe, or something else?

The magnificent splendor of an unexplored galaxy, new species to encounter and the adrenalin rush of space battle feed Clark’s awestruck hunger for exploration and adventure. Unfortunately, the more he learns the more he questions; including the wisdom of his entangled involvement in their war.

Meanwhile, back home in Des Moines, Iowa, Clark attempts to maintain an inconspicuous lifestyle to avoid attracting the attention of a certain relentless federal agency. His girlfriend’s own secret, however, could unravel it all.

**Even though the book is the second book in the series, it IS standalone

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Excerpt Tour
 
Clark studied the face before him.  The old creature carried a soft, wise and caring tone during the discussion.  This alien was easy to admire, however, it was difficult to get beyond the ruthless features.  The enormous bulk, massive display of teeth, scaly skin and intense eyes gave Clark shivers.  It would ease the conversation to talk with eyes closed but probably create the opposite affect desired for diplomacy.

Clark forced himself back to the discussion.  “Is this why you live in the caves?”

The pair of alligator eyes saddened.  “We did not always live in the caves.  Many vrems ago we lived out on the plains.  We farmed many fields and grew many crops.  We had villages to congregate in but most of our people lived in the vast openness of the farms.  There were many more of our people back then too.  Then came the aliens.  They destroyed our farms and stole a great many of our people.  We have since discovered that they use our people to work as slaves on their world.”

“Did you already know these aliens when they attacked?”

“At that time we had never had any contact with anyone from the stars.  We know them well now, however.”

“Have you met other aliens since then?”

“Let us stay on the topic of our three races, shall we?  Do your people fight any wars with other races?  How do these conflicts begin for you?”

“Our world has not gotten to the point yet in which we can travel to other worlds, so we have not met any alien races that I am aware of.”

“And yet you are here.”


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

David Englund is a storyteller (science fiction author) and teaches economics at North Dakota State University.  His first two titles, Upsetting the Tides and UNSEASONAL WAR are available on Amazon.  Camouflaged Encounters is due out in late 2014 and the fourth and fifth books are in progress.







Monday, 19 May 2014

Mark Of The Highlander

Mark of the Highlander 
The MacLomain Series
Next Generation

I'm proud and pleased to have, as my special guest on the Flight Deck again, best selling author, Sky Purington.  Sky has been my on-line friend since I was first published, back in 2008, and if you haven't read her books, you're missing a treat! Do give them a try, you won't be disappointed. And don't forget to leave a comment and enter the Rafflecopter contest at the end of this post.

So, make yourself comfortable, order something sparkling from the replicator and let's get started.  Over to you, Sky!


Thanks so much for hosting me today, Lyn! It’s always such a pleasure to visit your beautiful blog, my friend. Today I’m excited to share my latest release, Mark of the Highlander, book one in The MacLomain Series- Next Generation. What better way to celebrate than to reflect upon what inspired The MacLomain Series. In fact, this December I’ll be celebrating the ten year anniversary starting point of this particular series.

I still remember autumn of 2004 as though it was yesterday. My husband and I had decided to spend the weekend at the Highland Games here in New Hampshire. Always proud of our Scottish heritage, we made a point of looking for our clans at the event. My clan, the Brouns (AKA- Browns) made a mighty showing. One of the largest participating clans that year they streamed onto the field kilted and proud as the bagpipes played. It was one of the most profound moments of my life.

My husband’s clan, however, was a little trickier to locate and meant investigating the many tents erected for information. The sad truth of it was we could only locate them in history books. The most modern name for his clan was Lamont but had once been known as first MacKerracher then MacLomain (though that isn’t mentioned in the article source). The truth was we’d almost lost them all in the infamous Lamont Massacre. Learn more about that HERE. What I found most interesting when researching both the Broun and MacLomain clans was their alliance. As it turns out, the two clans had been intermarried for three hundred years during the medieval period.

It was that day, with bagpipes echoing off the New Hampshire mountains, that the premise for The MacLomain Series was born. There was nothing more romantic than the idea that two clans who had been interconnected so long ago had once more come together when I fell in love with my husband.
I adored the idea of time traveling between my home state and medieval Scotland so I was off and running. After two months of research I typed those first few words of Fate’s Monolith. Since then the story has now stemmed through the original MacLomain Series to The MacLomain Series- Early Years. Now I’ve launched the next generation which will be a five book series. Once finished, the MacLomain clan will count eleven tales in total. Not to say holiday stories are off the table! *winks*

The Next Generation series not only introduces many new characters but welcomes guest appearances from several of the characters from the previous two series. Also, in this new run of books I’ll be introducing something brand new. I can’t say what but it will definitely appeal to my fantasy loving fans!
It’s been so great to pop in and share a bit more about my MacLomain’s. Thanks again for having me over, Lyn!

This sounds amazing, Sky, can't wait to read it, and how fascinating to learn how the MacLomain series was born!

Book Description:

Up and coming novelist sensation, McKayla never could have imagined that the medieval Scottish Highlands she wrote about were anything more than pure historical fiction. But little did she know that her Broun ancestry would prove an irresistible pull for one very remarkable highlander.

Colin MacLomain, skilled assassin and fierce warrior, is ready to make right his jaded past. Newly seated as
chieftain, he's determined to win over his clan and one true love. But when she's pulled back in time will McKayla, his unknowing best friend, be able to see past his shaded history to the man he's determined to become?

Find out in Mark of the Highlander.


Coming soon- Vow of the Highlander (Book 2) and Wrath of the Highlander (Book 3)


Genre:  Time Travel Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication:   April 8, 2014
ASIN: B00JK4TMJW
Number of pages:  246
Word Count:  79,000
Cover Artist:  Tamra Westberry
Amazon    Barnes and Noble      Kobo  

Excerpt: 

Though they stood a good foot apart they might as well have been entwined with all the attraction crackling between them. He arched a brow and though he didn’t move toward her, his words certainly yanked her back against him. “More muscles. Far more strength. A tireless perseverance that I promise will make you weep.”

“Tireless,” she whispered.

“Perseverance,” he promised. “Determination.”

She licked her lips and tried to look away. Impossible. He looked so bloody good standing there in a plaid with the mountains cheering him on and the highland wind working fully to his advantage.

“You have no idea how hard it was for me to transform my feelings into something platonic. But I did. This. You.” She made a loose gesture in his direction. “Reignites old wounds.”

Colin nodded and instead of continuing to undress her with his practiced eyes he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.

“So let’s start over, Kay, sorry, McKayla.” He squeezed her hand. “I promise not to call you that until I earn back your trust. I dinnae deserve that level of closeness. Not yet. But I promise you one day I will. I want to earn back not only what I lost when I ended our relationship but what I lost because of all the lies. While I beg for my clan’s forgiveness, allow me to ask for yours as well, a thousand times over.”

A small shiver rippled through her. Did he really crave her forgiveness as much if not more than those who raised him? His very family? It was hard not to be humbled because she knew he was being truthful. She wasn’t being naïve, not this time. He meant it. Regardless, he wasn’t getting off that easy. “Let’s work at rebuilding the friendship and not worry so much about the relationship, okay?”

Colin nodded and led her into the forest. “Seems like a good start.”

That sounded like he intended the friendship to be a mere formality and for them to pick up where they left off. If he thought she was jumping back into a relationship, he was in for a rude awakening. “Friends, Colin. That’s all I want right now.”

“Aye,” he agreed. “Friends. Once earned.”

Again, something about the way he said it made her think he was a lot more arrogant than he thought he was.


About the Author:

Sky Purington is the best-selling author of nine novels and several novellas. A New Englander born and bred, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.

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Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Pamela S. Thibodeaux talks about her writing and her latest release 'The Inheritance'

It's my great pleasure to welcomPamela S. Thibodeaux to the Flightdeck today.


Award-winning author, Pamela S. Thibodeaux is the Co-Founder and a lifetime member of Bayou Writers Group in Lake Charles, Louisiana. Multi-published in romantic fiction as well as creative non-fiction, her writing has been tagged as, “Inspirational with an Edge!” ™ and reviewed as “steamier and grittier than the typical Christian novel without decreasing the message.” 

Help yourself to something refreshing from the replicator unit, Pam,  Before we find out more about your book, to you mind if I ask you a few questions about yourself - first of all can you tell us What do you do for fun when not writing? 

PST: When not writing (and even when writing) I absolutely love to read! Although I enjoy a great romance, I’m finding myself more and more drawn into reading spiritual non-fiction. Authors such as Dr. Wayne Dyer, Marianne Williamson, and Doreen Virtue along with numerous others encourage me to open my mind, heart, and spirit and cultivate a much larger perception of God and this magnificent universe He created. Dancing is also a favorite pastime of mine. There is not much more energizing to my heart and soul than a two-step or waltz across a sawdust covered floor in the arms of a gentleman.

What a wonderful answer, Pam. In your own writing, what comes first: the plot or the characters? 

PST: Hmmm…. That’s not easy to say. I’ve had stories begin with a single thought (they say life begins at forty but for Rebecca Sinclair that’s far from the truth – The Inheritance), a statement I make to someone, a dream or when people pop into my brain and start talking.

So what’s you’re writing process? Has it changed since writing your first book? 

PST: Many authors interview their characters and plot the story but me? I just started writing one day the book I’d want to read and this hasn’t changed in over thirty years.

I have to say that's pretty much how I write too Pam. Do you listen to music when you write and if so, what kind of music – or do you find it distracts you?

PST: Having a little background noise (tv from another room) doesn’t always bother me but with music, I either get irritated or so caught up in it that I’m up out of my chair and dancing so I don’t listen while I’m trying to write.

What is your personal definition of success? 

PST: Success is very personal to each individual and therefore as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so is success. Personally I feel successful when I finish a project, whether that is an article, essay, short story, novel or non-fiction book.

Isn't that the truth, Pam! I couldn't agree more, to finish a project is an achievement that everyone who creates something, from an essay to a full length novel, should be justly proud of. Is there any advice, as a new writer, that you were either given, or wish you had been given? 

PST: Writing is writing…whether nonfiction article or essay, short story or full novel, you ARE a writer! Sometimes life will get in the way and you may want to quit, need to take a break or even a long hiatus from writing but that’s OK; it doesn’t make you less of a writer. Don’t worry about the rules, forget about the market, write the kind of book you want to read, and never give up!

Excellent advice Pam, Lastly, is there a question you really, really wish someone would ask, but they never do?  If so what would be your reply?

       PST: Yes, Q: To what or whom do you credit your success?
        A: Many people have a love/hate relationship with their muse. My muse is the Holy Spirit and I accredit every ounce of success to the grace of God because without HIM I seriously doubt I could write a single word, much less stories that bring hope and healing to so many.

Another great and insightful answer.  Thank you so much for being my guest today, Pam, now let's have a look at your book, which I have on my wishlist and look forward to reading.

Blurb for The Inheritance:
The Inheritance is about the chance we all long for…the chance to start over. Widowed at age thirty-nine and suffering from empty nest syndrome, Rebecca Sinclair is overshadowed by grief and loneliness.  Her husband has been deceased for a year, her oldest child has moved to New York in pursuit of an acting career and her youngest child is attending college in France. Having spent over half of her life as a wife and mother, she has no idea what God has in store for her now.  Will an unexpected inheritance in the wine country of New York bring meaning and purpose to her life and give her the courage to love again? 

US Postal worker Raymond Jacobey has been in love with the little widow since he first set eyes on her.  A wanderer searching for the ever-illusive soul mate, Ray has never stayed in one place too long. Raised by self-centered, high-power executives, he’s longed for the idyllic life of residing in a cozy house in a small town with the love of his life. Will he gain the heart of the lovely widow or will he lose her to the wine country of New York?

Excerpt for The Inheritance:

Rebecca shook her head, “But, surely it’s wrong for me to feel so much more for you than I ever felt for him. He was my husband yet I never wanted to touch him theway I want to touch you, to caress you, to feel you tremble beneath my hand. Why is it that I never felt that way about him? What does that make me?”

Raising her hand to his lips, he kissed the palm. “It makes you a woman, Rebecca, nothing more, nothing less than a beautiful, desirable woman with needs and feelings. And there’s not a single thing wrong in that,” he insisted in an achingly tender voice. “Touch me all you want,” he whispered, placing her hand over his heart. “Feel what you do to me.”

Rebecca closed her eyes, marveling at the way his heart thundered against her palm, matching rhythm with the blood thrumming through her veins. Mesmerized she slipped her hand inside his shirt, felt him shudder, and heard his soft moan of pleasure. Before she could jerk away, he covered her hand with his.

“It’s all right,” he whispered. “Don’t be shy or afraid.”

She lifted wide, pleading eyes to his.

“But I am afraid, Ray. Afraid of where all this will end, afraid that I’ll forget every scrap of morality I ever taught my children and even more afraid that I won’t care if I do.”

“I promise it won’t go that far. I’ll let you know when it’s time to stop,” Ray insisted.

Purchase Links for The Inheritance:

Pelican Book Group