Sunday, April 28, 2013

WeWriWa - HIstorical Romance - New Release

In honor of the release of A Heart at Home (An Everlasting Heart, Book 3), today we have a snippet from the beginning of A Heart at Home.


“Guess we’re really on our way,” Charlotte whispered to Achilles. “A new home, out west, where there are still wild horses and Indians.” Her speech was interrupted by a tremendous clap of thunder.

“Least we made it a mile!” Sanderson joshed from the wagon as the torrential flood of rain cascaded from the blackness above.

“Everyone stay still,” Jerry cried, “we’ve got white-out rain!”

In seconds, Charlotte was alone with Achilles, isolated by the blinding rain. The cold fingers of fear tickled her spine. Sensing the change in Charlotte's mood, the normally even-tempered gelding perked up his ears and every muscle in his body stiffened, as though preparing to defend himself against the unseen onslaught of nothingness.


Want to catch up with the adventures of Charlotte and Sanderson? Check out A Heart on Hold (Book 1)
 
 
 
 
 

11 comments:

  1. Sara, you have written a compelling beginning with an exciting description. Best to you.

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  2. Thank you Charmaine! It is always such a pleasure to see you come across my blog :-)

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  3. Never heard it called "white-out rain' but I know exactly what you mean! Not a very auspicious beginning to their journey. Exciting opening scene! Tweeted.

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    1. Jenna, thanks for coming by! Yes this part of A Heart at Home is based in fact. I used to volunteer for the U.S. Forest Service and became ill with giardia and had to be packed 26-miles out of the New Mexico wilderness on horseback. Charlotte and Sanderson leaving Arkansas details the events that ensued my leaving basecamp. It was crazy scary LOL

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  4. Nice! It made me all cold and shivery just reading it!

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    1. We like cold and shivery!! Come to watt pad and check out my newest western!

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  5. There was a great shift in the emotional intensity of the piece from hope to fear in the face of an elemental danger. I enjoyed your snippet.

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    1. Thank you, Elaine! Leaving anywhere back then had to be an emotional firestorm since NOTHING was ever easy. :-) Happy Sunday!

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  6. Great eight! thanks for the share!

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  7. Really an excellent excerpt, such a brave beginning and then literally doused with the cold rain! Can't wait to see what happens next!

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  8. I love, "The cold fingers of fear tickled her spine." I can feel that description and know that the horse could also.

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