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Author Interview with  Marianne Plunkert ~ What Might Have Been #historicalromance

Please welcome today’s guest, Marianne Plunkert…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets? 

I was born and raised in a small town in Ohio, but I have lived in numerous other states during my adulthood:  Virginia, Washington, Oklahoma, New York, Texas, Colorado, Florida, and now North Carolina. In addition, my husband and I lived on a sailboat and sailed around the eastern Caribbean for three years after we retired.

I have two sons by my first 20-year-long marriage, and I inherited two bonus sons and two bonus daughters with my second marriage. All the children were adults when we got married, but we were both graciously accepted into each other’s family. Unfortunately, my husband passed away in 2022, before What Might Have Been had been accepted for publication.

Where did you get the idea for What Might Have Been

Actually, the title came to me after I had finished writing the book.  It is a question asked by one of the protagonists toward the end of it. I wished afterwards I had done some research first.  As it turns out, there are several books currently on the market with the same title, some fiction, some non-fiction. 

Why did you choose this genre (is it something you’ve written in before)? Was there anything unusual, any anecdote about this book, the characters, title, process, etc, you’d like to share?  

When I was a little girl, I was enthralled by stories of my paternal great-grandfather.  He grew up on a Virginia plantation, and his family owned slaves.  As the story goes, when he was five years old, he saw his father tie his black Mammy to a tree and beat her for some unknown offense.  He said he loved his black Mammy as much as he loved his own mother and vowed then and there that if he could ever help the slaves, he would.  And so, when the Civil War broke out, he joined the Union forces while his father and brothers fought for the South.

I had always wanted to write a novel that included this bit of family history, so that pretty much defined the genre I would be writing in.  As it happened, I was never interested in history per se; I was a cram-and-flush kind of student, so that was going to make it difficult. However, when my career took me to Colorado, I became intrigued with the rich history of the area. Having grown up in Ohio, I had no idea the War had extended that far west, and I had never heard of the Indian uprisings taking place in the western region of the country at the very same time.  I joined the Colorado Historical Society (now called History Colorado), and the plot for my novel spilled forth from the articles I read in their publications. This said, not being a history buff to begin with meant I had to do a lot of research even after I began writing.

Do you have another occupation, other than writer? If so, what is it and do you like it?

 I had another occupation prior to retiring early to pursue my lifelong dream of writing a novel and having it published.  I was a teacher.  I began teaching math at the secondary level, went on to get an MBA with a finance emphasis, and ended up teaching finance to both undergraduate and graduate students at a few major universities. I really enjoyed both the students and the scheduling flexibility that career offered.  I actually began writing What Might Have Been while I was on the faculty at the University of Colorado at Denver.  The problem was that major publishing companies were hiring me to review, edit, and write finance textbooks as an independent contractor, and that was money in the bank—which paid the bills!

What is your favorite quote?

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” ~Albert Camus

I find that inspiring on so many levels.

What is the toughest criticism given to you as an author? What has been the best compliment?

When I submitted the first several pages of my manuscript to my publisher, The Wild Rose Press, the editor to whom it was assigned replied with a number of unexpected criticisms One of my undergraduate majors was English, and I had taken two post-graduate creative writing courses, so I wasn’t expecting any grammatical-type issues.  As it happens, she taught me more in her semi-rejection letter than I had learned in all those courses.

She told me I was going to bore my readers to death with my sentence atructure:  subject/verb, subject/verb, subject/verb, etc.  She also sent me a list of things to avoid, such as the unnecessary use of the word “that,” among other things. She said if I wanted to make the recommended changes to my entire document, I could resubmit those first several pages for her to reevaluate.  Otherwise, she suggested I might go with another publisher or choose to self-publish. 

I opted to make the edits, and I could see how much improvement even the most minor changes made. I resubmitted those first several pages, and the editor was extremely impressed.  (The first word of her responding email was, “Wow!”) I was given the go-ahead to submit my entire manuscript, and the rest is history—or, to be more specific, a historical romance. 😊

 It’s hard to choose between two of what I consider the best compliments.  The vast majority of reviewers, both on and off Amazon, have said the book is hard to put down.  Several others have told me it reminds them of a Hallmark movie.

Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?

The hero’s background is based on my great-grandfather’s story, but I have no knowledge of his personality, or even his appearance. Some of the characters have a certain physical trait, such as a lazy eye,  similar to an actual person I met at some point in my life.  Otherwise, they are based solely on my imagination.

What do your friends and family think of your writing?

I’m really amazed at how well-received this first novel has been!  By the time I had edited and reedited it and reedited it, I wasn’t sure it was any good at all. Regardless, I had it in mind to be a “one and done,” but numerous friends and family members have told me I must write a sequel. I doubt they would go so far as to say that if they truly didn’t think it was good.  And reviews from people I don’t know at all have been equally positive.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

While the storyline takes place over 150 years ago, many of the problems the characters face are similar to the ones people face today, as are their ingrained biases. As she proceeds on her journey, Melissa discovers that good and bad cannot be defined by race, color, or gender and that her initial perception of something or someone isn’t always accurate.  I would hope a lot of my readers recognize this.

How much of the book is realistic?

The majority of it.  I took great pains to ensure that the details I provided were historically accurate.  I even researched the etymology of some of the words and phrases my characters used to be certain they would have been used in 1864 in the western territories.  (Did you know that the word “grocer” in 1864 referred to a drinking establishment?)

 How did your interest in writing originate?

I’ve been writing almost my entire life. My older sister taught me to write my name in cursive before I turned five. Over the years, I have written poetry and short stories, but my lifelong dream was always to write a novel and have it published.

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?

Elizabeth Goudge.  She’s not a household name, and I think most of her books are out of print now, but when I read The Child From The Sea, her historical romance about the secret wife of Charles II, I could almost smell the salty sea air.  What a gift!

Thank you for joining me today…I enjoyed the interview. Now, please tell us about your book…

Two strangers fleeing their demons. One war-torn frontier that will change them forever.

Excerpt:

A full week had passed since Nat and Melissa were rescued. After loading Nat into a wagon, Alston, Watson Calhoune, and a couple of the calvary, including a medical doctor, accompanied them back to the fort. The remaining calvary attacked the Indian village, burning their teepees in much the same way as the Indians had burnt the wagons. Melissa had heard the soldiers boasting that they had caught the savages by surprise and that most of the braves had been with the village when they had attacked that night. Mrs. Avery had been killed by one of the Indians as she ran screaming toward the rescuers. Melissa wondered about the fate of the old squaw who had taken care of her and the younger woman who had ordered her brother to let Melissa go. Were the white men any kinder in their attack than the Indians had been? Had they spared the women and children? Somehow, she doubted it, and the words of the young Indian woman echoed in her ears. Perhaps all men were savages, regardless of their color, in the throes of battle. The whites were fighting to protect their own as they attempted to make their homes in this wild country. At the same time, the Indians were fighting to protect their lands from the white invasion. And things were hardly better back east where people purported to be more civilized. There, whites fought against whites, brothers and fathers against brothers and fathers. She had heard the rumors of plantations being burned and women raped by the Union soldiers. Horrors of what befell northern women when the rebels gained ground in a battle had not escaped her ears either. While Melissa did not believe in slavery and she had not quite understood it when she had heard her father talking about how the Southern states claimed they were fighting for something called “states’ rights,” she wondered if anything was worth all the bloodshed. Everything had seemed so simple less than a year ago. The North was right; the South was wrong. The whites were righteous in driving the savages from the land they had always inhabited; the savages were, after all, a dirty, inhuman bunch—closer to beasts, really. Such were the beliefs with which she grew up. But the young Indian woman had given her back her freedom, even if out of a sense of repayment for another good deed. Now nothing seemed so black and white anymore.

Buy links:

Amazon: https://a.co/d/3wtHBSI

Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/what-might-have-been-marianne-plunkert/1146512932?ean=9781509259939

Walmart: https://www.walmart.com/ip/What-Might-Have-Been-Paperback-9781509259939/14379455714?classType=REGULAR&from=%2Fsearch&sid=77ac533c-acc2-4339-8035-a0a14627fd0b

Booksamillion: https://www.booksamillion.com/p/What-Might-Been/Marianne-Plunkert/9781509259939

About the Author:

After spending 25 years in academia, teaching finance and authoring finance textbooks as an independent contractor for major publishing companies, Marianne retired early to devote more time to her lifelong dream: writing a novel and having it published. What Might Have Been, her debut novel, was inspired by the rich history of the Denver, Colorado, area she discovered while living there. She currently resides in western North Carolina and enjoys hearing from her readers. Connect with her through her website: https://marianneplunkert.wixsite.com/marianneplunkert-4.

 You can also find her on the following social media sites:

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Linkedin: www.linkedin.com/in/marianne-plunkert-56720450/

Instagram: Instagram.com/mplunkertauthor

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Diana Rubino ~ The One That Got Away ~ #AHAgrp

Please help me welcome today’s guest, author friend Diana Rubino…

About Diana

I write about folks through history who shook things up. My passion for history and travel has taken me to every locale of my books: Medieval and Renaissance England, Egypt, the Mediterranean, colonial Virginia, New England, and New York. My urban fantasy romance FAKIN’ IT won a Top Pick award from Romantic Times. I’m a member of the Richard III Society and the Aaron Burr Association. In my spare time, I bicycle, golf, do yoga, devour books, and live the dream on Cape Cod.Visit me at www.dianarubino.com, www.DianaRubinoAuthor.blogspot.com, https://www.facebook.com/DianaRubinoAuthor

and on Twitter @DianaLRubino

About THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

I’ve been a Civil War and Lincoln buff since I was eight years old. I don’t know what got me started, but it might’ve been a book which I still have titled The Life of Abraham Lincoln, Volume 1, written in 1895. When I was in 3rd grade, my teacher asked us to bring in a book from home, for a show & tell. My mother suggested I bring this Lincoln book, which even in 1966 was in rough shape—yellowed, stiffened strips of Scotch tape barely held the covers to the spine. With the wisdom of an 8-year-old that sadly, all of us outgrow, I demurred:

“This old book? She’ll think we’re poor!”

My mother corrected me: “No, she’ll think we’re rich. Books like this are rare.”

Then she proceeded to tape it up some more. Those tape fragments adhere to the book’s spine and pages to this day. My teacher, Miss Cohen, was duly impressed. I treasure that book, one of many on my “Lincoln shelf” which holds books about our murdered president, his wife Mary, his assassin John Wilkes Booth and his family, the “Mad Booths of Maryland” and the conspirators who faced the gallows or years of hard labor because Booth, their charismatic leader, sucked these poor impressionable souls into his insane plot.

In 2017 I wrote A NECESSARY END, a romance thriller about Booth’s plot to kill President Lincoln, with a touch of the paranormal. My new historical novel, THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY, features John Surratt, a loyal Southerner embroiled in Booth’s plot. As Booth and his other cohorts meet in the Washington D.C. boarding house of Mary, John’s mother, John begins to struggle with a dilemma that soon tears him apart emotionally: should he avenge the South as a hero, or back out as a coward to avoid an unforgiveable sin?

Mary Surratt was hanged as one of the conspirators, although no one will ever know the degree of her involvement. It was in her house where Booth and his crew met to hatch their plot. Her son John is a footnote to history, but he also was one of Booth’s most trusted followers.

John may have joined Booth out of need for approval and recognition as a war hero, which he never got from his alcoholic father. As Booth’s cohort, he took dangerous risks for his beloved South. But as Booth’s plan to abduct Lincoln changed to assassination, a mystery arises—was John Surratt there in Washington to assist Booth in the murder, or was he in New York? No one knows for sure, as witnesses claim to have seen him in both places. We do know that he agreed to carry out Booth’s order to shoot General Grant, but backed out at the last minute. We will never know why, but this story explores the possibilities—did he have an attack of conscience, of cowardice, or did he just promise to obey Booth, without any intention to carry out the deed?

We witness the inner workings of John Surratt’s mind—and his heart—tormenting him, tearing him apart. His dilemma—whether to carry out this deed for his love of the South, or back out and be branded a coward, but live free from sin—consumed his thoughts, prayers and dreams throughout this part of his life.

He never achieved his wish of being a famous war hero. He’s a rather obscure historical figure. But this isn’t about the failed efforts of a would-be hero; it’s the story of an emotionally torn young man devoted to his beloved country. On one level, avenging the South was a noble deed. But deep down, his fear of God’s wrath prevailed.

We see how a backwoods Maryland boy comes of age during the Civil War, starting out as a courier, and becomes embroiled in one of the most notorious plots in American history. Students and adults will learn the more intricate details of the Booth plots, from the point of view of one of his most faithful followers.

Purchase THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY on Amazon:

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The American Civil War – The Way the Brits Saw It by Linda Nightingale ~ New Release: Her General in Gray

Please help me welcome fellow AHA author, Linda Nightingale, with an intersting article & a new release!

 

The American Civil War – The Way the Brits Saw It

Brit’s Eye View:  The Northern States denied the right of secession, claiming that the union was a “federal” one, in which case the attempt at separation is rebellion. The Southern States claimed that the Union was a “confederation” from which any member is entitled to separate itself. The British Government under Henry John Temple (3rd Viscount Palmerston) declined to judge between them.

Yet, popular sentiment was passionately divided. The violent feelings against slavery won many to the Union cause, but the political advocacy of the right of self-government won sympathy for the Confederacy from many another. Since the South fought against heavy odds, the sporting British people were drawn to the Confederacy.

Palmerston’s government was determined to maintain a strict neutrality. This, to most intents and purposes, it succeeded in doing though their cotton industry suffered direly. The blockades of the Southern ports cut off supplies of raw cotton upon which the Lancashire cotton industry was dependent. The cotton famine deprived many Lancashire operatives of their means of livelihood.

The Trent Affair increased sympathy with the South in England and very nearly involved Great Britain in the war. The Southerners dispatched two commissioners, one to England and one to France. The commissioners reached a neutral port and embarked on a British vessel, the Trent. A Union warship boarded The Trent and the commissioners were carried off. A declaration of war was only averted when President Lincoln gave way to the demands of the British Government and released the commissioners.

Yet, the Union had cause for complaint. Ships were built and fitted out in British docks and sailed from British ports with apparently harmless intent, to be employed as cruisers by the Confederates, having been cleverly concealed. The most notorious instance was the Alabama. The British Government flatly repudiated the charge that it did not display due diligence in preventing such action. When the war ended with the Union the victor, claims were brought for damages done by the cruisers.

If Britain had entered the war on the side of the South, how might history have been different!

Her General in Gray was inspired by the Ghost & Mrs. Muir, not by the Civil War.  Here is the blurb and a short excerpt.  See what you think of this Confederate General.

BLURB:

Autumn Hartley purchases Allen Hall at a steal, but the northern lass gets far more than a beautiful plantation in the South Carolina Low Country. The house comes complete with its own ghost, a handsome and charming Civil War General—for the Confederacy. The stage is set for another civil conflict.

John Sibley Allen died in battle from a wound in the back, the bullet fired by the turncoat, Beauregard Dudley. The traitor’s reincarnation is Autumn the Interloper’s first dinner guest. Sib bedevils her date and annoys her with fleeting, phantom touches, certain he can frighten her away as he did previous purchasers. As time marches on, her resident ghost becomes more appealing while her suitor, Beau, pales in comparison. Autumn finds her ability to love didn’t perish in the divorce that sent her south seeking a fresh start.

After over a century in the hereafter, Sib discovers he is falling for none other than the feisty Yankee girl, but what future could a modern woman and an old-fashioned ghost possibly hope for?

EXCERPT:

“Did you have slaves, General Allen?”

“I did, Miss Hartley. They were an extended part of my family. None left the plantation when the war began. Unfortunately, I was killed in battle, as were my other two brothers, and they were forced to accept freedom. My estranged brother inherited and basically sent them packing with no more than the clothes on their backs. Perhaps Hell is his new habitat.”

“Why are you still here?” She glanced around the room.  “I mean why didn’t you go wherever dead people go?”

He laughed.  “To torment you, I suppose.”

“You’re doing that grandly.” She flung a shooing gesture.  “Leave.  I’ve no need of a ghostly…whatever.”

“I’m not a whatever, Miss Hartley. This is my house, and you’re the intruder—along with the coward who murdered me.” He removed his coat, hanging it on the back of a chair. “With all due respect, I take offense to your tone and the fact that you served Beauregard on my mother’s fine china.  She loved those pieces.”

“I’m the intruder? You’re dead. You have no claim on this place.” She braced her hands on her hips, glaring at the arrogant spirit.

Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/Her-General-Gray-Linda-Nightingale-ebook/dp/B06W9HFMBM/

http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/

 

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Lisa Medley with Haunt my Heart: Ghosts, Civil War, and an Awesome Interview!

In lieu of my weekly Elvis post, I am welcoming Lisa Medley, a new author friend, to share her latest release. Check back next Friday when my weekly Elvis posts will resume. In the meantime, here’s Lisa…. 

 

Where did you get the idea for Haunt my Heart? 

This story idea germinated from the first real-life ghost hunt I participated in a couple of years ago. My husband was reluctant about the idea of me going ghost hunting. He worried, “What if something follows you home?” Of course, that only made me start asking, “What if it did?!” I went on the ghost hunt and came home with a story.

What book have you read that you wish you would have written?

R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood series. Those guys! Erm…vampires! I love them so much. Ward really gets into the deep end with her characters and I enjoy the multiple POVs in her work. It’s rubbed off because I use multiple POVs as well, just not as many. Her world is BIG. 

Do you have another occupation, other than writer? If so, what is it and how do you like it?

I work full-time as a Donor Recruiter for a local blood center. Yep, I’m a vampire, but I’m a talker, not a sticker. I’ve been there fifteen years. I guess I like it just fine. I have a lot of freedom and windshield time covering my five counties, which I use daydreaming about my characters and plotting my next story. My car dash is filled with sticky notes for my next book.

What do you love that most people don’t like and wouldn’t understand why you do?

Zombies. I’m a little obsessed.

What’s the main thing that you could get rid of in your life that would give you more writing time?

My day job, ha! Of course that’s the only reason I can really afford to write at all.

What do you want readers to come away with after they read Haunt my Heart?

I want readers to be entertained and come away thinking, “Wow! That was a great book! When’s the next one?”

What is your favorite quote?

From the movie Ghost Rider: “Lady, before you got here, we were riding the gravy train on biscuit wheels.”

What celebrity would you most like to be stranded on an island with?

Gah! My heart says Jensen Ackles (for obvious reasons). My brain says Stephen King. That man will never run out of stories and I’d love to pick his brain. In a non-creepy sort of way, of course.

Tell us your favorite…

MovieAnything Marvel

MusicThe Black Keys, Coldplay, Kings of Leon

Place you’ve visitedNYC and Seattle

Place you’d like to visitItaly

TV show from childhoodMASH

TV show from adulthoodSupernatural

FoodChocolate

Sports team Nebraska Huskers

Which do you prefer: Board games/card games or television? – Television. I watch waaaaay too much television 😀

 Thank you, Lisa, for the fun interview answers. I am SO with you. I also watch way too much television, but I love it!

Lisa would like to ask readers…

Have you ever had a ghostly or paranormal encounter?

Check out her brand new release:

Haunt My Heart by Lisa Medley

Paranormal Romance: Ghost, Witchcraft, Hex and Sex.

Words 68K (272 pages)

eISBN-13:  978-0-9908856-0-3

Kindle: http://amzn.to/1Bx3fzQ

Print: http://amzn.to/1Bwurio

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Blurb:

A Civil War soldier dies to save his men. Can he find true love to live again?

Sarah Knight has a job she’s good at, a quirky BFF, and a boyfriend who’s bad for her. When Sarah unearths a Civil War artifact on a ghost hunt at Chatham Manor, she brings home more than a souvenir

Lieutenant James “Tanner” Dawson fought for the Union, working as a supernatural liaison for his Major General in a secret Masonic offset called the Brothers of Peril. When he’s hexed by a witch, he learns the only way to save his men is to die himself. But death is not the end. Awakening 150 years later, he knows if he wants to be corporeal again, he has to find true love to break the hex—a task no easier in 21st century than it was in the 19th.

Excerpt from Chapter One:

“Hurry up, Sarah. We’re going to miss the ghost!”

Sarah Knight rolled her eyes in the cold December darkness, but trotted after Ellie’s bouncing flashlight beam. Sarah’s heels crunched through the frozen topsoil as she crossed the lawn, and she worried about the damage being done to her only pair of sensible work shoes. Ellie had failed to mention this would be on an outdoor excursion.

Ellie had been dragging her out on girls’ nights against her better judgment since they graduated from college. Last month, they’d gone to a mixed martial arts fight, complete with blood, screaming and more than one missing tooth. And that had been the spectators.

Ellie had a strange idea of fun. It was only in the car on the way over that Sarah had learned tonight’s adventure would be a ghost hunt.

Sarah and Ellie caught up to the tour group as the leader, a tall dark-haired man in his mid-forties, wrapped up his ghost-hunting protocol explanation. She’d missed the rules. Ellie wouldn’t care about missing that part. She hated following the rules, but Sarah was a little miffed. If she was going ghost hunting, she wanted to know exactly what the boundaries were.

“Great,” Sarah whispered. “We missed the rules.”

“At least we didn’t miss the ghost,” Ellie pointed out. “And they haven’t doled out the equipment yet.” Ellie’s mouth split into a mischievous smile, and she angled up closer to the group leader.

“Again, my name is Allen if you have any questions during the tour. Since we have such a large group tonight, we’ll split into two teams. Carla will take this half.” Allen sliced an imaginary line through the group of twenty or so ghost-hunters. “And the rest of you will go with me.”

Relieved she and Ellie were on the same side of the line, Sarah snuggled up closer to her friend and surveyed the rest of their team. A middle-aged couple, a grandmotherly woman, and a group of ten sorority girls—exactly the type of girls she’d avoided in college—made up Team Allen. The girls sported matching Greek-lettered sweatshirts, scarves and mittens and tittered incessantly. Sarah was fairly sure their chance of seeing a ghost with this group was nil. Fine with her. Ellie was the one who went for the paranormal stuff.

“We’ll walk the path where the Lady in White has typically been spotted. Carla’s team will cover the grounds around the house,” Allen said. He nodded to Carla, and she gave him a little salute, then led her team around to the side of the building. Allen’s group stayed put in the doorway.

“First, I’ll need a couple of volunteers,” Allen announced.

Ellie’s hand shot up before Sarah could register what was happening. “We’ll do it.”

Classic Ellie, leaping before she looked. She didn’t even know what she was volunteering for. It could be anything. If Allen wanted virgins to sacrifice, however, he was out of luck.

Allen pulled two little handheld meter devices out of his messenger bag. His brows lowered a bit as he studied Ellie, cast his eyes around the group, then settled back to her. Ellie’s enthusiasm won out and Allen handed one device to her and the other to Sarah.

“This is the Anomaly Detector,” Allen said with all the reverence of presenting the sword Excalibur. “It measures EMP and temperature. If these lights change, it’s your job to let us know. I’ll be taking photos and interacting with the ghost, trying to draw her out. I can’t keep my eyes on all of the devices at once. Can you manage this?”

“Absolutely,” Ellie squealed.

Sarah resisted rolling her eyes again. She accepted the detector and did her best to reduce her scowl.

“It’s okay to be skeptical,” Allen said. “It makes it all the more exciting when we convert you to a believer.” His smile warmed and Sarah realized he was actually handsome. Old, but handsome. What an otherwise normal and attractive man—who was way old enough to know better—was doing leading a bunch of ghost hunters, she had no idea. People were strange. She supposed she’d have to include herself in that judgment, considering she now held a ghost detector.

 

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Lisa Medley writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance about monsters in love, because monsters need love too. Look for Reap & Repent (Bk 1) and Reap & Redeem (Bk 2) of The Reaping Series, available now. A lover of beasties of all sorts, she has a farm full of them in her SW MO home including:  one child, one husband, two dogs, two cats, a dozen hens, thousands of Italian bees and a guinea pig. Not so in love with the guinea pig. She can do ten pushups IN A ROW and may or may not have a complete zombie apocalypse bug-out bag in her trunk at all times. Just. In. Case. 

 

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