Ever since I could hold a microphone, I haven’t stopped telling stories. I used to record fairy tales on an old tape recorder when I was a kid . . . then later I went on to radio doing live commercials, news, voiceovers, interviews, talk radio, etc.
I love to tell stories and add pictures and music.
Which is why I couldn’t resist putting together this 2:00 video about my Kindle Scout book “The Magic Christmas Tree.” Imagine if you could go back to a special Christmas, see family and friends you miss, and change the course of your life . . . and save the man you love from being killed overseas during World War 2.
If you ever wanted to go home again . . . this is the story for you!
A hot, sexy hero, a spunky heroine who tries to save him, and the magic of a small town Christmas . . . and plenty of good food!
So hop aboard the Magic Christmas Train and meet the Arden Family doing their best to support the troops during that Christmas of 1943.
I’d really appreciate your nomination . . . part of the process is getting your book “Hot” and it’s not easy! So any help is much appreciated. Thank you!
Once Upon a Story blog: http://jinabacarr.wordpress.com
Christmas is the time of year when we put aside our differences and celebrate the joys of the season.
Even during the Civil War.
No better place to do that than Rosebriar Plantation on Christmas Eve 1862.
The beautiful antebellum house in Virginia has been turned into a battlefield hospital after the Battle of Fredericksburg with Union Army surgeon, Major Flynt Stephens at the helm. There they treat the wounded from both the North and the South.
There’s also a mystery afoot in the major’s eyes. He swears there are two women playing the role of his fiancÃ©e and the mistress of Rosebriar.
But which is which?
Liberty (his lady in gray and a time traveler).
Pauletta Sue (belle and spy).
I hope you enjoy this excerpt from LOVE ME FOREVER, my Kindle Scout winner.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
December 24, 1862Christmas EveLater that evening . . .
I asked myself that question when I was looking for ideas for a cover for my holiday romance, A Christmas Piano Tree.
You canâ€™t stick a picture of a Christmas tree on a pianoâ€¦and the story is a romance. Got to have gorgeous hero and pretty heroine on the coverâ€¦but where to start?
I love www.Dreamstime.com for stock photos, and since I have somewhat of an art background, I enjoy the process of cover design (once upon another life I studied design for the theatre). Here is a Spanish-theme sketch I did for a Vegas-type extravaganza.
Iâ€™ve always had a love for design since I was a kid and I drew pictures in my dadâ€™s encyclopedias (remember those?).
Here’s a sketch for a dress design I did at age 11. Somehow it has survived numerous moves around the country and overseasâ€¦
What kind of covers do you enjoy for Christmas books?
I totally enjoyed putting the cover together for â€œA Christmas Piano Tree,â€ the story of a pretty young war widow who re-discovers the magic of the holiday season with the help of a homeless vet and an old piano. I hope you like it.
Check out my Christmas Piano Tree Pinterest board!
Cyber Santa is asking for your vote…
Check out all the wonderful covers and vote for your favorites…
Vote for The Christmas Piano Tree or one of several others: http://buff.ly/1vD4xsW
The gate is the entrance to the Mary Huber School for Girls where my heroine, Kristen Delaney, worksâ€¦sheâ€™s been feeding homeless vets with leftover food as a way of keeping her husbandâ€™s memory alive (he was killed in Afghanistan)â€“this is a very difficult Christmas Eve for her and her little girl Rachelâ€¦until this soldier shows up!!
Hereâ€™s a short scene where we first meet him. Kristen gets a funny feeling when she sees a tall man walking toward herâ€¦
“She pulled her steering wheel hard to the right to avoid colliding with the tall man bundled up in a black field jacket and khaki pants, a duffel bag strapped on his back, his broad shoulders dusted with falling snow.
“She stuck her head out of the window to give him a piece of her mind and then stopped.
â€œSomething about him made her stare at him. He had that swagger she knew so well. Military. Seeing him touched a nerve. Another homeless vet. Kristen shook her head, understanding. He was the third one this week looking for a hot meal.
“Not surprising on Christmas Eve.â€
Who is the handsome soldier? And how is he tied to Kristen’s past?
Dead and forgotten.
Angry, frustrated, he tried to reach out and grab it, but whatever his buddy said to him before he died remained silent and still in his mind.
When would he remember? When?”