Showing posts with label The Bride Wore Red Boots. Show all posts
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5/18/2016

Going Out on a Limb -- THE BOOK!



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Today I’m excited to talk about the actual story of “Going Out on a Limb.” When Erin Nicholas approached me to ask if I’d participate in the launch of her Kindle Worlds collection, I was honored and excited. I would get to take a character from one of my novels and put him or her right into the heart of Sapphire Falls during the annual summer festival that’s so familiar to readers of that series.

I knew the middle book in my series “Seven Brides for Seven Cowboys” would be a perfect place to find a hero. The story of “The Bride Wore Red Boots” revolves around what to do with eight veterans who were living in a group situation while they healed
from injuries received during their tours in the Middle East. One of my favorite minor characters was Jason Brewster, one of the group’s king practical jokers.

But I knew Jason—Jace—was not really the snarky joker he pretended to be in Red Boots. All he needed was something to take the place of what he’d lost due to traumatic brain injury. And so “Going Out on a Limb” came to be.

Although he was once a skilled airplane mechanic, now some of his forgetfulness issues make that occupation impossible for him to perform. Jace gets set up with a local carpenter in Sapphire Falls and arrives, ready to intern for the summer. He’s also still been counseled to continue with therapy—so he continues to heal.  The therapist who’s been chosen for him is a very beautiful young psychiatrist named Miri Reynolds. Unfortunately, Jace never makes it to her office before he meets her at the summer festival. The flying sparks are anything but appropriate for a doctor/patient relationship.

There are horses, familiar Sapphire Falls names, missing kids, and misunderstandings in this story. There’s also Sapphire Falls itself—a place where people tend to fall in love fast and forever. Although there’s a lot more to the story than falling in love, there’s nothing that’s more important! And during the festival, the very first place that casts a spell on lovers is the Ferris Wheel.


Read an excerpt from Jace and Miri’s first ride:
 The Ferris wheel car climbed to the top of its circle and flowed over the front, sending Jace’s stomach into the weightless thrill all carnival ride passengers sought. Not that he needed more thrills with Miri pressed beside him, squeezing his wrist in mild anxiety. She was beautiful when she laughed, and she sent his insides into plenty of acrobatics all on her own. The dusk was beautiful, too, with lights glowing all around the town square and Frank Sinatra’s voice floating through the night. “Come Fly With Me.”
“I guess this song’s appropriate,” he said as the words wafted from the speakers in the trees next to the wheel. 
“It’s another thing,” Miri said. “Frank Sinatra is almost the voice of Sapphire Falls—you can always hear him in the square.”
“What? No Stephen Tyler or Axl Rose?” He slipped an arm around her shoulders, snuggling her a little closer. 
She gave a genuine snort. “Bite your tongue. This is Brad Paisley and Dierks Bentley country. Even Frank stretches it a little.”
She smelled deliciously of apples and berries. Conversation flew away with Sinatra as they coasted over the top again, and Miri laid her head on his shoulder.
“I actually feel safe on a ride with you,” she said. “Unlike with my niece who rocks the car like a maniac.”
“A little afraid of rides are we?”
There was something very sexy about a psychiatrist who had her own set of fears. She made him feel . . . normal.
“Only a very little.”
He shrugged to make her lift her head and, with fingers on her chin, turned her face toward him. Sweet sugar met his lips when he covered her mouth with his. Her tongue, hot and willing, collided unhesitatingly with his, and moments later he discovered how highly talented she was at invasion and conquest.
They kissed greedily in a barely controlled rush that overtook his senses and made him forget to care that people waiting in line for the ride would see them as they passed the bottom. Heat dove for his groin as the wheel lifted them up and over again. When the roller coaster sensation hit, a tiny moan from Miri vibrated through their kiss. His body’s response was quick and male, and so cliché, causing him to deepen the kiss and draw more contented mews and barely audible sounds from Miri.
She pulled away for a breath, her eyes glassy and desirous. She came back to him and caught his bottom lip lightly with her teeth. He groaned and held her cheeks, stroking with his thumbs from her temples to her ears, turning her head so he could angle closer, capture her tongue and taste her over and over.
They broke apart for good when they stopped at the top of the wheel.
“Does this count as fitting in?” he asked, breathless and uncomfortably hard. “Or is it literally some spell that was cast on this ride?”
“It’s just chemistry,” she said, and swallowed.
It wasn’t, he thought. There was definitely more than biology at work.
“I’d like to know what chemical ingredients you chose.”
“Don’t put all the blame on me. What you added was pretty…explosive.” She laid her head once again on his shoulder.
“Well, if it’s just chemistry, I can handle it,” he said.
“Because having a spell cast on you would be too scary?”
“Darn right. Chemical experiments can be controlled.”
“So are you still willing to try the fireworks tomorrow night? Test this theory that you can control the experiment?”
“He set his lips against her ear. “Just bring your lab coat in case something boils over.”


 I don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone who’s read Erin Nicholas’s Sapphire Falls series that Jace and Miri are the next pair to fall under the little town’s spell. But how they fall is not a straight or predictable path. I hope you’ll come by tomorrow with your fingers ready to one-click the buy links—so you can read all about the 12 new Sapphire Falls stories and then find out exactly what happens to Jace and Miri!


I have more Sapphire Falls and other goodies to giveaway today. I’d like to know where you had your first kiss! Could it have been on an amusement park ride? Or was it from the cute boy in your fifth grade (or kindergarten!) class.  Inquiring me wants to know! (Open to international readers, too!)

TOMORROW: Meet a couple of the SFKW authors and see the twelve titles releasing Thursday!


9/03/2015

Red Boots and Wild Mustangs


When authors promote a new book, a new series of books especially, it’s necessary to concentrate on the big picture. We talk about What’s the premise of the books and what’s the thing that’s going to hook readers and make them recognize the idea as one she or he will enjoy? Writers call this ethereal thin g the “high concept.”

My new high concept is Seven Bride for Seven Cowboys. It immediately evokes the famous Seven Brides for Seven Brothers and everyone can grab some mental picture of what the books might be about. 


Today, though, I’d like to talk about specifics. Every book is more than just its “high concept.” There are details and plotlines and characters that weave together to make every book unique. In THE BRIDE WORE RED BOOTS—which just came out this past Tuesday—one of the things I had a great time writing into the story was the adoption of wild mustangs. 
 
In the story, Mia and Gabe get a small group of veterans suffering from traumatic brain injury and PTSD involved with training wild mustangs. Here’s a short excerpt where the idea is first planted during Gabe’s chat with Mia’s sister Joely.

            Joely gestured toward the television. “This is a special about the National Mustang Makeover. It’s a competition where trainers take an untrained, adopted mustang and work with it for three months. Then they’re all judged against each other. My sisters and I did it three times, and I’d always planned on doing it again. Now . . .?”
            “You’re all horse trainers, too?”
            “In the amateur division. It takes a lot of time and commitment, but it taught us a ton of patience.”
            He gave a rueful laugh. “Sounds like something I could use. I have eight men who are definitely testing my patience.”
            “Yes, your big experiment. Well, give the guys in your program mustangs—they won’t have time to test anyone’s patience.”
            He laughed. “Eight retired veterans with wild horses. I’d fear for the mustangs—they’d wind up painted like zebras and sent to mill around in someone’s office.”
            “Or the mustangs would kick the guys’ butts and teach them to respect animals and people.”
            “Miss Joely, I think I’d like to see you train a mustang.”
            “You know who made a surprisingly good trainer was Amelia. She’s great with animals. It’s like she sees straight into their hearts, even though she doesn’t take any guff.”
            No, he thought. I’ll bet she doesn’t. “I think I’d like to see that, too.”

Mustangs, perhaps a little surprisingly, are controversial. They have been a part of our American heritage for hundreds of year, but they are not truly native to this country. They are descended from Spanish horses brought to the “new world” by early explorers. Over the centuries they became the stuff of legend—used and bred by native Americans (who developed the Appaloosa horse for example), and turned into valuable work partners by early settlers and ranchers. They symbolized the free-spirit and wild beauty of the country.

But mustangs thrived and as ranchers started “taming” the western states, mustangs got in the way. They overran grazing lands and used water resources needed by cattle.  Ranchers began to devise ways to eradicate the mustangs they viewed as pests. Over time many “modern” ways of rounding up wild horses were employed:  jeeps, trucks, helicopters, and planes were used to move the offending horses from private lands. Many were killed, others starved, and the public started to take notice.

Enter activists like Velma Johnston (1912-1977) who became known as Wild Horse Annie. She and others fought to end mistreatment of wild mustangs in the 50’s, and pushed for laws that protected America’s mustangs for the future.

Today, although there are people who still believe the mustang doesn’t need protecting because it isn’t truly an American original, the federal Bureau of Land Management humanely manages wild horse populations. A fixed number of mustangs live free mostly in western states. Others are rounded up and kept in facilities where they receive veterinary care and plenty of food until they are adopted by private citizens. It’s a compromise that sort of works to control mustang overpopulation.

I introduce the Rock Springs Mustang Holding Facility in Rock Springs, WY in THE BRIDE WORE RED BOOTS. It is a real place. Although there is no “Claire” as in the book, there is definitely a caring staff for the 700 wild mustangs that are rounded up each year. (For more information visit http://www.blm.gov/wy/st/en/programs/Wild_Horses/rs-wh-facility.html)


Here’s another excerpt from RED BOOTS where Mia, at the holding facility to help the veterans choose horses, falls under the horses’ spell herself:

                Mia waved to Harper who stood at the other end of the corral. She trotted to them.
                “Whatcha find?”
                “Compare the two gray horses for us. See if you come up with the same things I did.”
                “Hmmm.” Harper looked them over for several minutes and nodded. “The darker one with the stockings has more height—maybe fourteen-three? He’s shorter coupled and his back is nice and straight. The lighter one is a little swayed. A little sickle-hocked, too. And I like the nice, gentle eye on the bigger one.”
                Gabe laughed. “All right. You’ve convinced me you know horses. Can I show that one to one of the guys?”
                Mia looked at Harper and bit her lip with a wishful heft of one eyebrow. “Tell me to say he should.”
                Harper tilted her head skeptically. “You’re not serious.”
                “No. But, he sure is gorgeous,” Mia replied.
                “Serious about what?” Gabe asked.
                “Nothing,” Mia said quickly.
                “She likes the horse.” Harper laughed. “And she has a very good eye.” Mia waved off the compliment, but Harper leaned on the fence and cupped her chin, deep in thought. Finally she stood. “I think you should get him.”
                “What? No! That’s not what I told you to say!” Mia’s laugh escaped, strangled and shocked. But her heart thrummed with impulsive, unexpected excitement. “I’m leaving in a couple of weeks. Getting a horse is not a possibility.”
                “It’ll bring you back to visit. We can work on him together. And Gabe can keep an eye on him while you’re gone.”
                “I . . . what?” Gabe’s eyes went wide as the mustang’s.
                “Sure!” Harper clearly found the idea suddenly irresistible. “The perfect partnership.”
                Mia fixed her gaze on the little horse munching hay, completely unaware of the discussion it had incited. The whole idea of taking home a horse was insane on the face of it. She couldn’t come back and forth to Wyoming often enough to train a wild horse. She had work and now Rory . . .
                “So?” Harper pressed.
                “Seriously, what’s going down here? Are we really getting a horse?” Gabe’s eyes were bright, not with uncertainty but with the hopeful delight of a kid who’d always wanted a pony for Christmas. Which he had not. Until Harper had planted the idea five minutes ago.
                Mia shook her head firmly. “This is crazy talk. Harper.
                “Crazy, and yet totally sane. I think this is the best thing you could do for yourself, Mia.”
                The gray horse lifted its head as if it suddenly sensed the strange human vibes bombarding it from beyond its fence. Mia lifted her head as well and gazed back. When she met the animal’s huge brown eyes, her heart turned to mush.
“What makes you think I need some ‘best thing’? I don’t need more complications.”
                “This isn’t complicated. This is your heritage.”
                The words tumbled and slammed into her brain, her heart, her soul. Her heritage? Was it? She’d grown up on a cattle ranch. Horses had been frivolous . . .
                That thought screeched to a halt. No. Horses hadn’t been frivolous anythings. They’d been challenges, companions, working partners. They’d taught her everything she’d learned about patience in adversity, about learning to think outside the norm and problem solve when you couldn’t ask what the trouble was. She was a better doctor because of . . . her heritage.
                “More than the cattle,” she murmured.
                “For us girls, yes. Far more than the cattle.”
                Mia found Gabe’s eyes again and studied them. “Would you help me?”
                “Doubt I could.” He grinned. “But I know I’d learn from you.”
                Her shoulders sagged in acquiescence even as her heart raced. Gabe wrapped his arms around her, shoring her up, and Mia’s face heated, knowing everyone watched. There’d be no end to Harper’s relish in teasing her later, but Mia didn’t let that stop her from hugging Gabe in return and burying her face in his jacket with a last bout of uncertainty.
                “Please talk me out of this,” she said.
                Instead he kissed her on the top of the head. “No. I want a pony.”

I didn’t go into the controversy in RED BOOTS although I alluded to it. Still, I brought it up because it is a real issue, and because when the veterans in the story adopt their mustangs and it changes their lives—it also changes the lives of the horses, and that makes me so happy.
Hope you’ll enjoy THE BRIDE WORE RED BOOTS—and learn a little about wild mustangs along the way to Mia and Gabe’s HEA!!
I love romance novels for the romance, of course, but I also love a story with substance and if I learn something along the way, I’m even happier. I try to put a little bit of that in each of my books—I think that’s why I love the contemporary romance sub-genre so much. 

What about you? Do you like a bit of reality-perhaps even a dose of controversy—in your books or do you prefer a straight-up romp to the HEA? I’d love to give away a $10 Amazon gift card to one lucky commenter!

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9/01/2015

Lizbeth's Top Ten Wedding Songs for a BRIDE who wore RED BOOTS


Hi Get Lost in a Story Friends and Family!

I’m so excited to welcome you to the book birthday celebration for my newest release THE BRIDE WORE RED BOOTS. This is the second book in my new Seven Brides for Seven Cowboys series from Avon, and I’m so thrilled with the reception the stories are getting.

Seven Brides  is the chronicle of the Crockett sisters—all heirs to  Paradise Ranch, one of the largest cattle spreads in Wyoming. The only trouble is—once they hit college age, every sister left home and never returned. Each one found success away from the world of cows, horses, ranch life AND cowboys. But when their father dies unexpectedly, they all travel home and each one has to find her reason for staying.

RED BOOTS is oldest sister Amelia’s story. Mia is a hard-driven, exceptionally talented surgeon in New York City. But when an expected promotion isn’t given to her, she takes her red cowboy boots and heads home to Paradise  Ranch. There she runs headlong into Gabriel Harrison, a patient advocate at the Veteran’s hospital where her sister is recuperating after an auto accident.

Gabe pushes all of Mia’s annoyance buttons, but the sparks that fly between them of course lead straight to love. It’s not necessarily a love that solves all their problems. At first.

I’ll be posting some excerpts and different giveaways the next two days. But since these are books about brides (or soon-to-be brides), what more appropriate way to start the wedding celebration than with music?  I want to share my favorite wedding songs with you and find out about yours!

I love wedding music, and I have to admit that I’m still a sucker for some of the most traditional songs out there, especially when it comes to entrances and recessionals. They might border on the corny to some, but I still get goose bumps when I hear Wagner’s Bridal Chorus (aka Here Comes the Bride) at the start of any wedding ceremony. And the same for Mendelssohn’s Wedding March at the end for a recessional.   

But having to “plan” a couple of weddings for my book series has led me to think about the more contemporary songs I love to hear performed during a service. And of course I’ve come up with a list of songs my heroines and their heroes might choose for their weddings. Here are my top ten favorite wedding songs. Hope you enjoy!

10. “Come What May” from the movie Moulin Rouge. This is such an epic tune and just the words make me cry. Everyone should have a love that fits these words. (Click on the link that's underlined in the box if you want to listen to this one!)

9. “Maybe I’m Amazed” by Paul McCartney. Again—this just has such epic love lyrics. I wish Paul had written it for me!
 

8. “I Swear” by John Michael Montgomery. This was pretty cliché at weddings for a while in the early 90s, but listen to the words and you know it could be brought back anytime!

7. “Everything” by Michael Buble. I love this. So upbeat and yet meaningful. This is what lovers/partners should be to each other. (Click on the link that's underlined in the box if you want to listen to this one!)

6. “Longer” by Dan Fogelberg. Another really towering song lyrically. “Deeper than any forest primeval . . .”  You can’t really get much deeper in love than that!

5. “Grow Old With Me” by John Lennon (Mary Chapin Carpenter). I love this song but it’s bittersweet, of course, because John never did have the chance to grow old with his love. Still, the sentiment (taken from a Robert Browning poem) is something we all have when we choose the love of our lives.
 

4. “When I Say I Do” by Matthew West. This is an amazing song that goes directly to the meaning of vows and knowing that you really mean to honor them. It’s pretty much perfect!
3.”Annie’s Song” by John Denver. One of my favorite songs about how love completes and fills you. There’s just something so peaceful that touches my ‘love is forever’ soul. 

2. “Marry You” by Bruno Mars. I have simply fallen in love with this song. It’s so simple. It’s so positive and there’s nothing fake or overwrought about it. It’s just a great counterpoint to all the wonderful but super-serious meaningful songs. This is the “recessional” song I used for the first wedding in Seven Brides. (You’ll find it in Book 3 THE BRIDE WORE STARLIGHT coming out in February!) 

And finally, here is my Number One favorite wedding song of all time:
1. “There Is Love (The Wedding Song)” by Noel Paul Stookey (Paul of Peter, Paul, and Mary). There are so many reasons I love this song and have listed it as number one. It speaks not only to love but to my faith. And most special of all to me, it’s the song my husband and I had sung at our wedding back in 1974. I was just nineteen years old and nobody thought I was old enough to know what I was doing. This song was my way of saying I definitely did—to my family and my groom. And—we’ll be celebrating 41 years this month, so I guess the song was (one of many) good luck charms for us!
 

So there you have it—my top ten. But I’d love to hear your favorites, too. Or tell me what music was performed at your (or a friend’s) wedding that you still love! Today I have an e-copy of Book #1 in this series THE BRIDE WORE DENIM for one lucky commenter!

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Book Birthday, Book Birthday! It's release day for THE BRIDE WORE RED BOOTS (in case I haven't bugged you enough about it --here it is again!) As an added bonus--today is also the PAPERBACK release day for THE BRIDE WORE DENIM. It's a 2-brides Birthday! Let's celebrate with a two-book giveaway! I have a special surprise signed Avon book by one of your fave Avon authors -- oh, okay, it's one of Jennifer Bernard's fabulous Bachelor Fireman books: Four Weddings and a Fireman! Plus a brand new signed paperback of The Bride Wore Denim from me smile emoticon Tell me what the best (or most unique) birthday party you've ever been to!