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Today's drive to work should be fun.
Note: I live on the unshoveled half of the townhouse. LOL!
Here is an excerpt from The Greatest Gift. Labels: The Greatest Gift
After Drew left the room, Sarah sank back slowly into her chair. He seemed so formal, distant. Oh, he had smiled and laughed when required, but she knew his moods. Something troubled him.
She was a disappointment to him.
After a moment, she realized she still held the letters that had arrived in today’s post: one from her sister and one from her mother. She placed them carefully on the table, smoothing out the creases with her hands. Mama’s letter rested on top. A phrase jumped out from the page.
I considered giving the bracelet to you, but under the circumstances, I decided to give it to Grace.
Under the circumstances. It was Mama’s delicate way of pointing out that Sarah had yet to bear a child. The reminder was unnecessary; Sarah felt the lack every day. She didn’t object to losing the bracelet. Grace was a lovely girl, and Sarah had never expected the bracelet to be hers, or even thought of it. But the letter was one more reminder of all she was missing.
She’d hoped this month might be different. It was Christmas, after all, an appropriate time to conceive if not to give birth. But it was not to be. She pressed one hand to her abdomen. No child rested there—she’d received the proof of it a week ago.
She brushed aside the letter. It fluttered to the floor—a sign of her hope slipping away. Even Mama, with her optimistic nature, had given up.
So had Sarah.
Tonight she would deal with the well-meaning comments. “Soon it will be your turn to have children,” someone would say. Or, “You’ll be setting up a nursery soon, I’m sure.” They didn’t know how much she wanted the statements to be true.
Then there was Drew. During their courtship, she’d known he was kind, wealthy, and well connected. She’d discovered other qualities after they married. He’d make a wonderful father.
He hadn’t reproached her, hadn’t said a word to suggest he was unhappy. And she’d said nothing, afraid to confirm his disappointment. But she saw it in his demeanor each month she didn’t conceive. Every man wanted children. A child was her greatest desire, the finest gift she could give her husband, the man she loved more than anything in the world.
She ached to hold a baby in her arms, a son with Andrew’s light blue eyes.
She pulled back the drapes and stared outside. It was Christmas Eve. Had Mary wished for a child more than a thousand years ago? Or had she been surprised by the gift of a baby boy who would grow up to perform miracles?
Snowflakes were beginning to fall. A small miracle. Sarah wanted another miracle, a larger one. She was far from perfect, she knew, but it wasn’t too much to ask, surely? If this one wish was granted, she’d never ask for another. She saw a star sparkling in the sky, large enough to have been seen in Bethlehem, and made a wish.
Please, God. Let us have a son.
All was silent as snow descended in gentle waves. Earlier flakes had melted immediately, but this snow was starting to stick to the street. She pressed her fingers to the window, felt its chill against her fingertips, and prayed for a miracle.
I'm pleased to announce that The Greatest Gift is available now! Labels: Cobblestone Press, The Greatest Gift
The Greatest Gift is part of Cobblestone Press's 12 Days of Christmas series.Andrew and Sarah have almost everything they could want after four years of marriage--wealth, companionship, and love. What they don't have is a child. Sarah fears that the one thing she cannot give her husband may destroy their marriage.
This story developed after I read a romance where the supposedly infertile couple has a miraculous pregnancy by the end of the book. I've read a number of these books over the years, and I've always wondered about the couple who simply cannot have children. What if they lived in a time when there were no modern infertility treatments? What if they desperately wanted a child, and their situation affected their marriage? How would such a couple find a happy ending?
The situation escalates at their annual Christmas Eve party, where Andrew sees that Sarah is pulling away. Together, they must decide whether to bridge the gap that divides them . . . or lose the greatest gift of all.
These questions became the basis of The Greatest Gift. It was an emotional story to write, but it was ultimately a very satisfying one.
Hope you enjoy!
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia. Labels: writing
--E.L. Doctorow
A couple of my coworkers think it's very odd when I say that my characters speak to me. They are perhaps worried that it is a sign of mental illness. (Um, I am a writer . . .) But I have to say I treasure those times. That's when I know the story is going in the right direction, or that I'm learning something important about the character.
Take my current WIP (I really should come up with a title for it). I was writing along quite nicely when I suddenly discovered that my heroine has been getting hang-up calls. I had one of those, Hmm, this is interesting, moments. I have no idea who is calling the heroine, but I'm going with it. It adds depth and complexity to the story.
And those are the times I love--when the plot I've created becomes bigger through the writing. I hope it makes things more interesting for the reader as well. Now if I could just get one of the characters to help me with the title of the book.
I wonder who's on the other side of that phone . . .
I'm excited about the book trailer for Cobblestone Press's Twelve Days of Christmas stories. You can check out the trailer here: Labels: Cobblestone Press, The Greatest Gift
My story, The Greatest Gift, comes out December 17. I'll post an excerpt for it in the next few days.
I have a new writing desk! I've nearly got it assembled. It looks bigger than I expected it would, but it has bookshelves on the side, which is nice. I'll have all my books for writing and research in one place now, which will be nice. I'll post a picture when I'm all done. Labels: life
They say a picture's worth a thousand words, but this one . . . Labels: NaNoWriMo
. . . is worth more. 51,067 words, to be exact.
Every year I buy I handful of writing books. OK, this year it was more than a handful. I found Victoria Lynn Schmidt's 45 Master Characters in a trip to Borders last week. Labels: writing
My verdict? It's the best book about writing I've read all year. I haven't read all of it (yet), but it is packed with wonderful information. The outline of the Feminine Journey has helped me shape my WIP. Amazing stuff--my episodic story is now a story with a backbone. If you're a writer, I encourage you to check it out.
I'm participating in a multi-author scavenger hunt. More than 15 authors have posted this image at their websites, and you can enter the contest by finding out where the images are hidden. Labels: contests
The prize: e-books from the participating authors. You can get more details here:
http://blastinthenew.blogspot.com/
You'll find this image somewhere on my site.
The contest ends December 31, 2007.
At long last, I'm updating my Sven word count. Here it is. Labels: 70 Days of Sweat, NaNoWriMo, Shakespeare32,094 / 70,000
(45.8%)
Writing is keeping me very busy these days. I can't believe it's already mid-November. How did that happen?
Something wonderful did happen this week. My boss's boss had a drawing to give away a laptop she no longer needed. I put my name in the drawing because I have been thinking about getting one that I use only for writing. Guess what? I won! I love the new laptop, and I've found it's very productive to write on one that doesn't have internet access. (I'm on the internet one now.)
Can I just say how much I love Shakespeare? I saw a production of King Lear this week, and it reminded me how much Shakespeare refuels me. I could watch one of his plays every week and not be tired of them.
What refuels you?
So, I've been caught up in the 70 Days of Sweat. Then on Wednesday, I was writing along and I hit save. I got a message saying something like, "Some characters will be lost if you continue." That was odd, since I'd saved this file before with no problem, so I tried to get out of it. Unfortunately, MS Word shut down completely and somehow deleted the file.
I was a bit heartbroken about it. I told myself to look at it as an opportunity to rewrite the story now that I know the characters and make it better, but it still killed me to think of losing 50 pages. So, I ended up jotting down notes for another story to keep my mind occupied.
In the meantime, I had a couple of friends take a look at my computer to try and find the file. On Sunday, I was able to recover most of the text. Talk about going from trick to treat! Yes, I could have rewritten it, but I'm so glad I don't have to.
Backups. Always a good thing. I knew that, but I guess I needed the reminder.
I received the cover for my next book, The Greatest Gift. Labels: The Greatest Gift
Frauke from Croco Designs made it, and I think it's beautiful! I love the sexy and festive look she's given the cover.
New covers are wonderful. :)
I'm having a hard time getting the word count meter to work in my sidebar, so I figure I'll do a weekly update for the 70 Days of Sweat. I'm working on Battle, my Vampire Chronicles story for Cobblestone Press. It's coming along quite nicely. Labels: 70 Days of Sweat, Battle5,179 / 70,000
(7.4%)
I decided to participate in the 70 Days of Sweat writing challenge. Just looking at the banner makes the sweating begin . . . Labels: 70 Days of Sweat, NaNoWriMo
I'm sure I can do it, though. I need to write 70,000 words between October 15 and January 15 (70 days with time off allowed for the holidays). Since I need to write 50,000 for NaNaWriMo, I have faith that I'll do it. I'm going to finish my single title Vanished and my novella Battle.
Let the sweating begin . . .
