Wednesday, January 10, 2018

The Warrior Poet


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The warrior poet is a great hero archetype.  Authors and readers spend much creative time with him!
His roots are in the Irish Fianna, an ancient society of professional protectors of the poor and voiceless. A man was not taken into this society until he not only proved himself in battle but also was a prime poet. He had to work with his mind, heart, and strength, with his courage leading all.  In his Fianna trials, he had to run through a gauntlet of nine fellow soldiers. His weapons could not quiver in his hand, nor could he crack a dry stick underfoot, or disturb a hair out of its braiding. This guy not only needed to be in balance, he had to have finesse!
Fionn mac Cumhaill of the Irish Fianna
 From legend and lore, you’ll find warrior poets like larger than life Robin Hood, King Arthur, Ossian, St. George (who, after slaying that dragon, helped in the birth of his children). The heroes of Shakespeare's comedies qualify, as does Romeo, but not Hamlet or MacBeth (out of balance guys!).  Jane Austen abounds in warrior poets, from proud Mr. Darcy to Colonel Brandon, the loving suitor of the sensual Miss Marianne Dashwood in Sense and Sensibility.  
Who could forget Alan Rickman in the role of Col. Brandon?


The balanced and decent Navajo policemen in Tony and Ann Hillerman's mysteries or Dave Robicheaux in James Lee Burke's tales are more modern warrior poets, as is the cheerful Australian POW Joe Harman in Nevil Shute's A Town Like Alice.
One cheerful POW: Joe Harman in A Town Like Alice
An essential component of heroism is sacrifice. Much can be forgiven a person who has this kind of courage, who is willing to sacrifice his own life for another. This can mean battle. The Warrior Poet, either modern or historical, does not seek out a fight, but when it's an unavoidable part of the defending himself and others, he's good at it. Whether in the Scotland of the Outlander series, the Cornwall of the Poldark novels or 19th century America, our heroes don't shirk.  In contemporary settings, this passion can be seated in the hero's profession of fireman, police officer, FBI operator, but can also stem from plain, competent courage in the face of teaching in a ghetto school or being an honest accountant.  
Warrior Poet has the shell of his confidence protecting the core of his compassion. Sensitivity? Yes, the Warrior Poet has it. It is not a source of weakness, it's part of his strength and intelligence. Children open up a world of contrasts- fierce protection of the softest members of societies: baby cheeks and steel. Children provide a way to show our hero's softer side.  So do animals in need.  These guys are fierce warriors with a soft, compassionate side. We, as readers and authors alike, revel in their complexity.
Illustrator Eleanor Brickdale (1871-1945) knew how to mix baby cheeks and steel!
Charming medical professionals of Janet Lane Walters’ romances (Romancing the Nurse, The Doctor’s Dilemma, Heart Throbs)  The vet of Nancy M. Bell’s Christmas Storm, Gilbert of Nancy Scott Lewis’s On A Stormy Primeval Shore: New Brunswick are all wonderful examples of this archetype.  
My own heroes include Luke Kayenta, the warrior of my Code Talker Chronicles.  As a member of the Dine (Navajo) people, he has been taught to respect and honor women and their wisdom, treasure children and elders, and fight in World War II for the land he loves.  I hope you’ll enjoy his adventures.
Book 1 of my Code Talker Chronicles


Book 2 of my Code Talker Chronicles



Tuesday, January 9, 2018

BWL Publishing Launches first French Language Edition

The Twelve book in the Canadian Historical Brides collection featuring one book from every province and territory in Canada (with NWT and Nunavut combined in one volume) will be released in both Canadian Official Language. 

The first book to be released in French is His Brother's Bride, by Nancy M. Bell, translated by Marie-Pier Deshaies.  Following is the French translation of the book description.
 
 
 
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La cadette du médecin local et pasteur évangélique, Annie Baldwin devait travailler dur et ce, sans protester. La vie sur une ferme de pionniers était difficile, alors les voisins s’entraidaient.

George Richardson, l’orphelin mineur qui avait été envoyé dans les maisons du Dr Barnardo, avant d’être expédié au Canada quelques années plus tôt, fut prêté aux Baldwin pour aider à récolter le foin. Son frère cadet, Peter Richardson, avait été placé avec un autre voisin, alors les frères étaient restés en contact. La Grande Guerre apporta beaucoup de changements, même pour la vie dans les forêts éloignées de l’Ontario. Malgré leur différence de rang social, George et Annie tombèrent en amour.

Quand George quitta pour la France, ils avaient une entente et il avait promis de lui revenir une fois la guerre terminée. Hélas, le destin en aura décidé autrement. Après un long silence, Annie reçut la lettre tant attendue. Mais elle ne provenait pas de George, mais de son frère, Peter. Lui aussi dans les tranchées en France. George avait été tué durant l’assaut final le 8 août 1918 à Marcelcave, près d’Amiens. Les deux personnes qui l’aimaient créèrent un lien à distance via des lettres censurées. Quand Peter fut renvoyé au Canada, plutôt que de retourner dans l’est, là où il s’était enrôlé, il quitta pour Vancouver.

Malade des empoisonnements au gaz moutarde et sans le sou, Peter trouva du travail à Fraser Mills. Une fois qu’il aurait économisé assez d’argent, il planifiait de retourner à la petite ferme dans la brousse du nord de l’Ontario, mais un peu avant, il envoya à Annie une boîte de chocolats par la poste. À l’intérieur de cette boîte se cachait une bague de fiançailles. Liés ensemble par leur amour pour George, ils trouvèrent du réconfort l’un dans l’autre. Mais est-ce que ce sera suffisant ?                       
 
 
 
 

Monday, January 8, 2018

Tanayia from Connie Vine - Newest Release from BWL Publishing - Native American Historical

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Apacheria, 1880.

Tanayia is alone in the world.  Her village destroyed and her people murdered by a group of revolutionaries who now hold her hostage.  A daring escape on the edge of Cochise’s stronghold saves Tanayia’s life, but she discovers her ordeal is only beginning.

Forced to live in a government run boarding school, Tanayia is stripped of her identity.  The headmistress is bent on destroying Tay, but Jacob Five-Wounds stands in her way.  Jacob urges Tay to run away with him—but diphtheria strikes the school.  Now, Tanayia must make a choice, a choice she knows may cost her both, Jacob and his love.

Editorial Review

“This well-researched novel is taunt with all the tensions and passions of any tale in which the characters are trapped.  That Sister Enid eventually gets her comeuppance (and from a native doctor, too) is only just and satisfying, and an epilogue tells of both the compromises and the triumphs of Tay’s marriage to Jacob Five-Wounds (once a fellow inmate of the school.”  A-!  ~  The McQuark Review



Married with two grown sons, Connie Vines resides deep in the quirky suburbs of southern California. She has published over one hundred short stories and non-fiction articles, ten novels, and has ghost-written two literary novels and one screenplay. The president of GothRom (Gothic Chapter of Romance Writers), Connie participates in local literary events and judges national and international writing contests.





 

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Holidays Are Over - Or - Time to Take Down the Tree

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The man next door, his granddaughter, and her sister’s ghost help bring Rose Asbury out of her seclusion.

 
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     I love the holidays. Always have, probably always will. I can't wait to decorate and I begin before Thanksgiving. This year was extra special, we'd recently moved into our new house - not new by new standards, but new to us. Actually, the house was built in the 50s, so far from new. But that didn't matter, it was all freshly painted and everything looks new.

     I always look forward to putting up the tree, although last year, I replaced our 7 foot tree with a smaller 4 foot one that sits on a table. I miss the big tree, but the smaller one is easier. I guess I've graduated to a full-fledged senior citizen. I never thought I'd give up the big tree and the decision wasn't easy. Although the house we lived in really didn't have room for the larger tree. I had to move a lot of furniture to fit it in.
But that's another story.  Thing is, I hate taking the tree down. I hate taking all all the decorations down. While some people, my sister included, can't wait to take theirs down, and think it looks clean. I think it looks bare and boring. I miss the lights and colorful decorations.

     I'm sure by now, most people have their trees down, decorations put away, and all thoughts of Christmas far behind them. I never take ours down until after January 6th, the feast of the Epiphany (and my oldest son's birthday) and yes, that was yesterday.

     I'm not normally a procrastinator. I've always been very organized. I plan ahead and do things far in advance as I can. Nothing waits for the last minute.  Nothing except taking down the decorations. I put it off as long as I can. I hate the way it looks. So cold and dreary. I mean, let's face it, January is a dreary month as it is. Very little sunshine, at least in this part of the country, Northeast Ohio. Unfortunately, it's inevitable, I've threatened to leave the tree up and decorate it for various holidays throughout the year, but I can't bring myself to do it. It's a Christmas tree after all, not a holiday tree.

I guess I should look at it as a clean, fresh start to the new year. However, they have to stay up until after the feast of the Epiphany, which was the 6th.That's when my mom took ours down, so it's become a tradition for me. The official end to the Christmas season.  Maybe I'll do it today, or I might just wait until tomorrow. It'll get done eventually.
Happy New Year, everyone.

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Charles Dickens Had It Right by Gail Roughton

Home is Where the Heart Is


"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness..." So begins one of the most iconic masterpieces of all time, A Tale of Two Cities.  Many a high school student has groaned over its pages, including me, but one thing I didn't groan over was the opening paragraph, because even at fourteen--or at least I think I was fourteen, I'm pretty sure I was in the ninth grade, anyway--I actually understood what Dickens was getting at. It's as true now as it was in the year of Our Lord One Thousand Seven Hundred Seventy-Five, the year cited by Dickens, and the older I get the more I recognize how aptly Dickens described life in that first short paragraph of the first chapter of the novel.

All anyone has to do is turn on the news to be immediately regaled with stories of war, famine, serial killers, epidemics and man's general inhumanity to man. And intertwined with those stories are updates on medical advancement in the treatment of devastating diseases, of teenagers starting a community garden to supply local food banks with fresh produce, of a couple who foster and adopt babies and children with lifespan-limiting and debilitating disabilities, of First Responders and EMS volunteers rushing to rescue people and animals struggling to stay alive in the face of and aftermath of natural disasters, and Lord knows there've been plenty of them this year.  

In other words, there's tons of Bad with a capital B running rampant in the world right now. But there's also plenty of Good with a capital G running right alongside of it.  Personally, I think that's the natural balance of the world. I think sometimes Bad tips the scale really, really far over, until it seems impossible Good can ever tip the scale back on an even keel again, but it always has in the past, giving us hope that it always will in the future.  Or in Dickens' words, it's always simultaneously the best of times and the worst of times and it always will be.

But this is just me talkin', and I'm certainly no authority on too much of anything other than my own little personal world (which is set in a small little country town, just like Turkey Creek in Country Justice.)  Like the outside world, it's had some bad things happen in it (though I wouldn't say it's ever had anything Bad with a Capital B happen), but the scales have definitely stayed tilted more to the Good side (and yes, I'm lucky enough to say I'd class the Good things in my life as Good with a Capital G).  At the start of this brave new year of 2018, I send wishes to all that your coming months are filled with Good with a Capital G, and if any bad visits, it's not Bad with a capital B, but only the inconvenient and temporarily unpleasant bad that makes us really appreciate the beauty and blessings of life. 

Happy New Year, all! 

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Friday, January 5, 2018

UK Historical Romance Author Rosemary Morris' series on Writing a Novel




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About Rosemary Morris

I lived in England where I was born until 1961 when I joined my late husband in Kenya. Subsequently, I and four of my five children lived in an ashram in France, where we studied Sanscrit literature.
Today, I live in Hertfordshire within easy reach of my children and grandchildren and pursue my career, writing romantic historical fact fiction.
I grow as many of herbs, fruit and vegetables as possible in my organic garden which I put to good use in my own and my family’s vegetarian diet. A row of jars filled with homemade chutney, pickles and jam gives me as much pleasure as writing.
It’s impossible to remember when I first started writing stories. Blessed with a love of history and a vivid, often overactive imagination, since childhood I have read historical fiction and non-fiction. Now I combine this love with writing novels. I describe them as romantic, because the hero and heroine fall in love, historical because my books are set in times past, and fact fiction because I include details such as types of Brussels lace and snuff boxes, child labour in a Regency cotton factory, food and clothes and much more. My characters are not 21st century ones dressed in costume, their behaviour is appropriate for their era.
My novels are sensual but contain no explicit sex.

Viewpoint.

I attend Watford Writers on most Monday evenings where authors are invited to read extracts from their work so that they may receive constructive comments. Viewpoint is an aspect of writing which inexperienced fiction authors often struggle with. As a matter of fact, it was something which I struggled with for a long time. Once as my older grandchildren would put it ‘I actually got my head around it’ one of my novels was accepted for publication. Until then I head hopped from my viewpoint as an author to, for example, the hero, then the heroine and someone else in a single scene.
There are several ways to deal with viewpoint.
The first way is from that of the omniscient author. In Marina Oliver’s book Writing & Selling A Novel she explains: “This means the narrator sees everything from some lofty outside standpoint entering each character’s mind in turn. The problem is that this style of writing creates a distance between the reader and the omniscient author, and the risk is that the reader won’t care about the characters. Of course, many Victorian novels were written in this style which is no longer popular new fiction.
The second way uses the first person. This means that everything is seen and heard through a single character. It enables the author to show the main character in action and reveal his or her deepest emotions and reactions. However, it means that when other protaonists are not present in a scene the author can’t reveal what they are thinking and can’t follow them when they leave.
The third way uses the third person. It enables the author to present several characters whose actions and thoughts are important.
However, third person is most effective if there is no head hopping in a scene. In other words, the author needs to show everything from one person’s viewpoint in each scene. Also, it is necessary to avoid writing something such as; distraught Ann pushed back her black hair. Ann knows her hair is black. It is unlikely that she would think of her hair as black.

Yvonne, Lady of Cassio.

A Medieval Novel Set in the Reign of Edward II

Chapter One
Cassio Castle – South East England
1298

Alice stumbled after the squire, who guided her from her home in Lovage village to the nearby island fortress, Cassio Castle. After she followed him up stone stairs, they trod the length of a dim corridor. The squire halted. He pointed at a massive oak door which stood ajar. “In there.”
Alice stepped across the threshold of a magnificent bedchamber furnished with a huge bed, painted coffers and many other items. She gasped for she had never imagined such luxury. Until now, she only knew the two rooms in the thatched cottage she and her large family shared with the livestock they hoped would survive winter’s frozen grip. Here a log fire blazed and a blend of familiar dried lemon balm and lavender scented the air.
Too frightened to face Simon Lovage, Alice quivered. She took a deep breath and looked down at her feet. She could recite frightening tales of the muscular, fiery-haired Earl of Cassio - accounts of his insistence on bedding peasant women, whether they were willing or not. 

   This extract answers the important questions: Who, What, When, Where, How and Why? from Alice’s viewpoint. I could have used the first person, but it would have prevented me entering other people’s heads while writing Volume One of the saga.

Yvonne, Lady of Cassio

Back Cover

When Yvonne and Elizabeth, daughters of ruthless Simon Lovage, Earl of Cassio, are born under the same star to different mothers, no one could have foretold their lives would be irrevocably entangled.
Against the background of Edward II’s turbulent reign in the fourteenth century, Yvonne, Lady of Cassio, contains imaginary and historical characters.
It is said the past is a foreign country in which things were done differently. Nevertheless, although that is true of attitudes, such as those towards women and children, our ancestors were also prompted by ambition, anger, greed, jealousy, humanity, duty, loyalty, unselfishness and love.
From early childhood, despite those who love her and want to protect her, Yvonne is forced to face difficult economic, personal and political circumstances, during a long, often bitter struggle

Yvonne, Lady of Cassio

Review

Ms. Morris's first book in a new series, Yvonne, Lady of Cassio, sweeps the reader back to the 14th century following the advent of William the Conqueror in 1066 with his army on the shores of Britain. Morris's meticulous research provides a rich background for an engaging story. Readers like myself who know nothing about this period of English history can enjoy the novel and learn something new at the same time.
Following a tragedy involving one of the main characters, one of the noble overlords remarks the villeins of Saxon descent didn't experience grief in the same way as his own people. Considering the Norman forbears were Vikings not too sympathetic by anyone's analysis, it provided an intriguing insight into how perceptions could change over the course of centuries. I highly recommend the book for those who enjoy historical fiction as well as readers who want to read a different story set against a new background in the genre of historical fiction.


Novels by Rosemary Morris 

Early 18th Century novels
Tangled Love, Far Beyond Rubies, The Captain and The Countess

Regency Novels
False Pretences, Sunday’s Child, Monday’s Child, Tuesday’s Child, Wednesday’s Child

Mediaeval Novel
Yvonne Lady of Cassio. The Lovages of Cassio Book One



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