Monday, November 4, 2013

A Bride for Christmas

Eugenia Burnett has gotten what she wants. Her three sons are married and she has three grandchildren, with the fourth on the way. But she hasn’t given up her matchmaking ways. Now she’s moved on to the people she knows and she’s matching widows and widowers together. Until one widower, Wyatt Jones let’s her in front of a crowded restaurant that he’s not interested in any of the women she keeps sending him except her. Sworn never to remarry, she doesn’t need a husband or want one. She’s a free spirit doing what she pleases and no one is going to boss her around. But Wyatt wants Eugenia and she says no.
In this western historical romance novella, come back to the old west and spend Christmas with the Burnett family. See Eugenia meet her match in cowboy Wyatt Jones.

The door to the café opened, the cold wind slamming it against the wall. The restaurant grew quiet with the sudden entrance, and Eugenia turned to see who was making such a racket.
Wyatt Jones stood in the doorway, his muscular frame filling the opening. His cowboy hat sat at an angle on top of his head, and his large brown eyes scanned the room.
In his hand, he carried a duffle bag.
Eugenia tried to ignore the big man as he strolled through the doorway and removed his Stetson.
Their gazes locked across the room, and he smiled, his full lips turning up in a grin that made her body soften and her heart give an extra little ca-thunk. He spoke to the waitress, but his gaze never wavered from Eugenia.
Uh-oh. A tingle of nerves zinged through her bones. This couldn’t be good.
His boots made a rhythmic thump, thump, thump on the wooden floor as he walked with a determined stride straight toward her, his bag in hand, his spurs jingling. Nervously, she licked her lips.
Myrtle’s back faced the door, and she continued to blather about something. But Eugenia couldn’t seem to focus on the words. All she could see was this handsome cowboy walking her way. She couldn’t stop staring at him. She knew he was coming for her.
She’d already sent several women his way, and she didn’t think he was here to thank her for curing his loneliness.
Wyatt stopped at their table, touching the rim of his hat as he glanced at Myrtle. “Morning Mrs. Sanders. Nice to see you.”
He pivoted to Eugenia, his brown eyes dancing with merriment. Staring into those earthy eyes, a warm
flush settled over her like a blanket. He opened the bag, withdrew a casserole dish, and laid it on the table. He took a second dish out and placed it alongside the first one, and then another, and another.
Oh dear.
When he finished, six clean, empty casserole dishes sat in front of her.
His mouth turned up in that slow, lazy grin that burned a sizzle along her spine. Why did this man make her feel like she’d raced her grandchildren around the yard and couldn’t catch her breath? Why did this man make her more nervous than a virgin on her wedding day? Why did this man have her wondering how his lips would feel against her own?
“Eugenia,” he said in that deep drawl that sent shivers skittering over her. “You’ve been mighty busy, sending women out to my house. You’ve kept me and my men well fed the last couple of weeks.”
“Glad I could help,” she said, her voice sounding breathy and soft.
He leaned in close and put his hands on either side of her, effectively pinning her in the chair. She felt the urge to jump up and run, but resisted. She sat there, stared him in the eye and refused to back down. No longer would she back down to any man. Never again.
“While I appreciate the effort, I’m not taking the bait. There’s only one woman in this town that I’m interested in pursuing to become my wife.” The deep timbre of his voice was low and commanding.
“And pray tell, who would that be?” she asked, knowing she would have him hitched as soon as possible.
“You, Eugenia Burnett. You.”


I got to know Sylvia as we sat together at the President meeting at RWA Nationals this year and then we kept running into each other since we seemed to be interested in the same type of workshops. I really enjoyed her company and love her books. Oh yeah, so the official bio:
Sylvia McDaniel is a best-selling, award-winning author of historical romance and contemporary romance novels.  Known for her sweet, funny, family-oriented romances, Sylvia is the author of The Burnett Brides a western historical western series, The Cuvier Widows, a Louisiana historical series, and several short contemporary romances.
Former President of the Dallas Area Romance Authors, a member of the Romance Writers of America®, and a member of Novelists Inc, her novel, A Hero’s Heart was a 1996 Golden Heart Finalist. Several other books have placed or won in the San Antonio Romance Authors Contest, LERA Contest, and she was a Golden Network Finalist.
Married for nearly twenty years to her best friend, they have two dachshunds that are beyond spoiled and a good-looking, grown son who thinks there’s no place like home. She loves gardening, shopping, knitting and football (Cowboys and Bronco’s fan), but not necessarily in that order.
Currently she’s written sixteen novels and is hard at work on number seventeen. Look for her the first Tuesday of every month at the Plotting Princesses blog.
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CLOVER: How often to you get lost in a story?
SYLVIA: Not as much as I’d like because…when I read I’m dissecting the story to see what the author has done.
CLOVER: Heh, I know that feeling. It's hard to turn your inner editor off. But that's when I really know an author is fabulous, when I get lost anyway. Which era would you most like to have lived in, fashion-wise?
SYLVIA: The Victorian era. I love the dresses of that time period.

CLOVER: What do you do to unwind and relax?
SYLVIA: Watch a movie or read.
CLOVER: In that case, what’s your favorite movie of all time?
SYLVIA: It Could Happen To You – with Nicholas Cage and Bridget Fonda. It’s my feel good movie. 
CLOVER: Oh yes, I can see why that would appeal to you since Nicholas Cage's character is such an honorable man, just like your heroes.  

CLOVER: What could we find in your heroine's purse?
SYLVIA:  A gun.
CLOVER: Not even going to ask, just going to read the book to find out. 

CLOVER’S GOTTA ASK:  What dreams have been realized as a result of your writing?
SYLVIA’S GOTTA ANSWER:   I’m no longer working a day job, but working at what I love, writing. I feel blessed to get to do what I love every day.
CLOVER: Congratulations. That truly is a blessing.

I’m working on a short contemporary that will be out for Valentine’s day.


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  1. I really enjoy It could happen to you too. Great movie!

    Congrats on your book!

  2. Hi May, Thanks for stopping by. Yes, I loved that movie. Whenever I need to feel uplifted, I go to that movie.

  3. I want to thank Clover and all the authors from Get Lost in a Story for having me today. You've got a beautiful blog set up here. I'll be stopping back by more often to check out who is the visiting author.

  4. Nice interview and excerpt

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  5. Loved the excerpt almost as much as I love all your books. Sylvia. this concept is so appealing, it makes me want to go right out and buy this one. See ya! I'm on my way to Amazon.

    Great interview, ladies.

  6. Great excerpt, Sylvia. Sounds like a fun premis.

  7. what a fun little glimpse into your world Sylvia! - I guess it all boils down to a feel good story- whether a movie or one of your books!

  8. HI Liz,
    Thank you so much! I had a lot of fun with this one. And thanks for going to Amazon!

  9. Hi Chris,
    Lord, I know you are a busy woman, so thanks for stopping by. Yes, I'm all about the feeling good, but then I really like to yank the drama chain around. They don't get to feel good until the end.

  10. Hello Sylvia, GREAT to have you on GLIAS !
    Congrats on working your dream job (writing!)

    1. Hi Angie, Thanks for having me! Yes, I love working my dream job. This has been awesome.

  11. Thanks for writing about people older than 28.... You didn't say that your favorite things was writing in your pjs... but that's going to be the basis of my poll of authors, what kind of pjs do they wear when writing....

    1. Yes! I love heroines that are older than 28. But I don't write in my pj's except from 5 am to 7:30. Then I stop, shower and put on my sweats which I wear until I go to bed! :) As for the PJ's it's a nightshirt.

  12. I loved the excerpt, Sylvia. That stack of empty casserole dishes cracked me up. I just love a cowboy who knows what he wants and isn't afraid to go after it. LOL

    Marcy Shuler

    1. Hi Marcy,
      Thanks! I loved writing this hero. He was so much fun that I wasn't ready for the book to end.

  13. Hi Sylvia! Loved the excerpt! Looking forward to reading it! The hero and heroine sound like a lot of fun! And I like that they are older. Here's to many sales!

  14. Thanks Karilyn, I had a lot of fun with this one.

  15. Enjoyed the excerpt! Can't wait to read the whole thing!

  16. Thanks again for coming by Sylvia. It was such a treat to talk with you again. Wishing you much success with your career.