Word of the Week – Longueur

This week’s word comes to us courtesy of Dictionary.com‘s Word of the Day. =) It’s my homepage, and occasionally I so love the words they highlight that I just have to share.

So, longueur. Ever heard of it? I hadn’t, I confess. It’s pronounced long-GUR, and here’s the definition:

“A dull and tedious passage in a book, play, musical composition, or the like.”

Now doesn’t that just make you go, “Oh, that’s what I should call those?? Sweet! I have a name for it! And it sounds so close to “longer” that it makes a ton of sense, because that’s what it makes said books, plays, or music feel like!” LOL.

So rest assured that my compositions will make every attempt to avoid any longueur. And on that note . . .

My Friend Susan Page Davis – Interview and Giveaway!

My Friend Susan Page Davis – Interview and Giveaway!

Today I’m happy to welcome Susan Page David back to my blog to talk about her novella in the collection Wyoming Weddings. Glad to talk to you again, Susan!

Readers, Susan has generously offered a copy of the collection to one lucky winner–to be entered, leave a comment below with an email address where I can reach you.

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About Wyoming Weddings

Wyoming Weddings includes three complete novels. through the challenges of life and love in Wyoming. Saddle up with Ruby on an endurance horseback ride that bonds her with the local veterinarian and leads to crime-solving adventure in Trail to Justice (by Susan Page Davis). Ride along with Randi who drives a truck throughout the state. She befriends a traveling minister at a time when she longs to be home with her niece in Hearts on the Road (by Diana Brandmeyer). Sympathize with Bethany and her family as their guest ranch is threatened just when a city slicker arrives with a bunch of teens in A Wagonload of Trouble (by Vickie McDonough). Can these women surmount their troubles to pursue romance with the new men in their lives?

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About Susan

Susan Page Davis is the award-winning author of more than thirty novels, including the Ladies’ Shooting Club series and Frasier Island Series. A native of Maine, she now lives in Kentucky.

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What’s your latest book?

Wyoming Weddings, from Barbour, released May 1. It’s a collection of three contemporary romances set in Wyoming. My story, Trail to Justice, comes first in the book. It’s followed by Diana Brandmeyer’s Hearts on the Road and Vickie McDonough’s A Wagonload of Trouble.

The sport of endurance riding has interested me for many years. I wrote a book for young people about it (Sarah’s Long Ride) and also did several nonfiction articles on the sport. I decided to put some adults in the saddle for this book that I wrote for Heartsong Presents. In Trail to Justice, Ruby Dale is a police dispatcher who likes to trail ride on weekends. She’s helped with endurance rides, but never had the chance to compete. Now she has the opportunity, and to make it even better, veterinarian Chuck Sullivan is also entered in the 100-mile race. When the defending champion takes a Shine to them and pushes Ruby and Chuck to try to finish in the top three with him, they find adventures they never expected.

What fun! I took riding lessons for about a year when I was 10. I like to remember myself as being better at it than I really was, LOL. What’s your favorite part of the story?

I love the way Ruby relies on God to help her complete the most difficult task she’s ever faced—and I’m not talking about the trail ride, but I don’t want to spill the beans.

Teasing us, are you? Crafty. 😉 What was the hardest part to write?

Blending the romance with the action and the mystery.

I bet you did a stellar job! What do you hope your readers will get out of the story?

Even when you think you’ve made a huge mess of things, God is still in control. Let Him work it out!

Amen to that! Thank heavens He can see it all clearly, eh? So let’s talk nitty-gritty. Is there any one thing or reference you keep handy when writing? Anything you kept around for this particular book?

For this book, the American Endurance Riding Conference’s Website was a big help. English Through the Ages is indispensable when I’m writing historicals.

And what are you writing right now?

I’m writing Lady Anne’s Quest, which will be the second book in my new Prairie Dreams series. The first book, The Lady’s Maid, will release in October. In it, Lady Anne Stone and her maid leave England in 1855 to look for Anne’s uncle, who has disappeared into the American West.

Ah, sounds wonderful! Any upcoming releases we should keep our eye out for?

Yes. Next week I’ll receive my editor’s suggestions for revisions on Captive Trail. This book is part of the new Texas Trails series from Moody, and I’m very excited about it. In 1857 Texas, a stagecoach driver finds an unconscious woman lying in the road—a white woman dressed as a Comanche. He’s determined to find out who she is and reunite her with her family. Captive Trail releases September 1.

We’ll keep our eye out for the Prairie Dreams ones too!

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Thanks so much for visiting again, Susan! Readers, check out her website at www.susanpagedavis.com. You can purchase Wyoming Weddings at Amazon or ChristianBook.

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Thoughtful About . . . Old Friends

Thanks to the wonders of Facebook, I think many of us get to connect with old friends we otherwise wouldn’t see, right? It can be super awesome to exchange even a few lines with a buddy from high school you haven’t spoken to in a decade. It is for me, anyway. =)
Yesterday was Brittney’s birthday–Brittney was my absolutely-without-a-doubt-best-friend from age 5 through about 14. We drifted apart a bit in high school–stayed friendly, but not inseparable by any means. Still, May 18th can’t roll around without me thinking of her. Thinking of all the fun we had over the years. The fashion showed, the magazine we made from photos glued with the decorative, neon-colored paints so popular in the late ’80s, the games of make-believe that kept us entertained for days on end.
I also just touched base with another girl from our middle school group, Melissa. Melissa took to calling me “Mom” in 8th grade, and my nickname for her was Mylissa. When I finished my first novel, she was at my house. And when I came into school the following Monday, she’d made me a card that said, “So proud of you, Mommy.”
These are a few of the girls that grew with me, whose friendships shaped me. Girls I rarely talk to, more rarely still manage to see . . . but who are often in my prayers.
As someone who married her high school sweetheart, it’s sometimes really sad to realize I never talk to my high school friends. For someone who emails her best friend (who she’s only met twice) several times a day, it’s baffling why I can’t keep in touch with these others.
It’s strange how different our lives are.
Brittney’s lived in New York, is now in Pittsburgh. She’s in marketing and is, when last I saw her, one of those statuesque, model-esque women who always look gorgeous with their yoga-inspired figures and impeccable fashion sense. Needless to say, I felt a bit dowdy when I last hugged her–I was six months pregnant with Rowyn and carrying Xoe on my hip.
Melissa, on the other hand, lives out in the country, within driving distance of me, but I couldn’t tell you how to get to her house, LOL. She has four kids and helps her husband run his construction company. One of the last times I saw her was at her wedding, when she and her husband (each having a daughter already), pledged their lives and joined their families. It’s the only wedding I ever cried at, so beautiful was it when her little girl pointed at the bride coming up the aisle and declared happily, “Mama!”
Ever wonder what these old friends see if they look at you? I do. Yes, I’ve fulfilled my goal of being an author–more or less, LOL. I have books out . . . on a small scale. I have a big(ish) contract . . . but it’s not out. And even when it is, it’s just one book. I’m not a household name. I doubt I’ll ever be a household name. My house is old and not exactly breathtaking. I could probably make it nicer, but I choose to spend my energy writing. And homeschooling. I like to think I put myself together pretty well, but let’s be honest–no flat, yoga bellies here. I generally come to the conclusion that “slender” is good enough, since I don’t have to work for it. “Fit” just takes too much work, LOL.
But most of all, I hope that when I see these old friends again, they see the Annie they loved. They see a girl who chased her dreams. They see a woman glad she made the decisions she made, who loves her life even when it isn’t glamorous or hugely successful. I hope they see the same thing I do–a woman who has been shaped by great childhood friends into an adult worth knowing.
How about you guys? Do you still keep in touch with your very first best friends?

Remember When . . . The Ink Was Invisible?

Last week I told everyone how I created my own invisible ink from household items like lemon juice, honey water, etc. A super-fun experiment, I gotta say. Of course, then I learned that those heat-developed inks were seldom used by the 18th century because they were so easy to develop. Anyone could just hold any letter to a flame and see if a message appeared. I can still use it in my story for not-crucial correspondence, but the actual letters of espionage to General Washington during the war used something very different.
Something called “the sympathetic stain.” Historians still don’t know exactly what it was, though they have a pretty good guess, based on the clues left to us as to where they had to procure the ingredients. Interestingly, it was John Jay and his brother who came up with this stain–and the first time it was used was when said brother wrote a letter of warning from England when that nation was gearing up for war.
The awesome thing about this stain is that is can be developed only by a very particular reagent, which only the folks corresponding regularly had in their possession. You couldn’t just stumble upon it. And because of that, letters written in the stain were very secure.
And the stain was very precious. So precious, in fact, that a few of the folks in possession of it were afraid of running out and so did not use it on some key correspondence–and got wrist-slapped by Washington for it, LOL.
The stain was nonetheless difficult to use. You needed high quality paper for it to work well on, and just the right amount of reagent to develop it. Too much would wash away the ink, too little just wouldn’t make it reveal. Apparently they took to using a paint brush to apply it.
The code name for this stain was “medicine,” and the Jays shipped it to Washington in a medical supply box. Had anyone intercepted it, it would have looked like any other vial of liquid medication.
But it wasn’t. It was the agent that allowed key information to pass to the Patriot army. Information that may have saved us from becoming British colonists again.
Hooray for the Sympathetic Stain! =)
On a side note, check out my guest blog on F.A.I.T.H. Girls today, on the topic of being one of many wives in a harem.
Story Time . . . Washington’s Spies

Story Time . . . Washington’s Spies

Would you believe I haven’t read any fiction in the last week-plus? Primarily because I’ve spent my free time doing research for a story idea. So I figure, eh, might as well talk to you about that! =)
I’ll confess it from the start–I don’t read much non-fiction. Why? Because I read so much of it during college that I just got burned out on it. But apparently it’s now been long enough since then (where did that time go, anyway?) that I can read it again without feeling at all put out about it. Handy, since in looking up info about the subject of my newest idea, I came across a very interesting-sounding book that I knew would be helpful: Washington’s Spies by Alexander Rose.
My Library didn’t have this one, but thanks to the wonders of ILL, they had it for me in three days, and I cracked it open with genuine enthusiasm. I haven’t read any non-fiction on the Revolutionary War since college (and then it was more political treatises of the era, not history of the war), so I found this to be a wonderful refresher on the history in general. Better still, it focused entirely on the use of espionage in the war, by both sides. And really, what could be more fun than that? 😉
Rose doesn’t follow a strict chronology in this–he follows stories, usually about the particular people, and uses those to take him from point to point. Which means you know exactly where to flip back to if you need to remind yourself about where someone was born, or who his father was, but locating a date for a particular action of his requires the help of the index.
The writing of this book was never dry and at times downright witty. I actually chuckled at several places. And at several others I found it necessary to interrupt my reading to share a particularly interesting factoid with my hubby. Mr. Rose found many ways to integrate little-known facts from the day that only had the smallest thing to do with the main subject; and he integrated them in such a way that you knew without doubt he had submersed himself fully in this era as he wrote the book. Something I, as I writer, certainly appreciate.
I did find a few typos in the dates given, like saying something happened in 1778 that happened in 1780. Typos, which I understand, but which confused me endlessly, LOL.
Overall, if you’re a history buff who loves reading about lesser-known portions of well-loved times, this is a fabulous book. It presents a fair, honest picture of what life was like from 1776-1784, not embellished by glamorous ideas or romance.
But no worries–I plan to embellish with plenty of romance when I write a novel set in the time. 😉