Modern . . . Independence Day

You know, I’m not sure, in thinking upon my contemporary stories, that I’ve ever included a July 4th Celebration. I’ve got on in my 20s historical . . . and it was a lot of fun. In Chicago’s Little Italy, it was a party filled with those who had chosen this country as their own and built families here. They played bocce ball and enjoyed a huge, neighborhood-wide picnic in the park.

I love seeing the traditions that have developed in different areas over time, though. Had my contemporary that takes place in Annapolis have stretched into July, I could imagine my characters braving the Historical Downtown area to perch on the seawall and watch the fireworks over the bay. Had I mentioned the holiday in my Outer Banks story, they would have braved the mosquitos to watch them over the sound.

As for me and my family? We braved the late night and took the kids to my parents’, where we can sit in their yard and see the city’s fireworks put off across the river at the park.

Now, I’ve been doing this for years. But this year was different. First because it’s only the second time we’ve done it since having kids (given that the things start so long after bedtime . . .), but also because this year we were totally surrounded by fireworks, which thrilled my kiddos to no end. I wasn’t sure how they’d do with the loud noises, but Xoe kept bouncing up and down, and Rowyn would just yell, “Boom! Pop! Lookee, lookee! Pink one! Green one!”

There were the main fireworks in front of us, yes. But also some on the mountain to our left. The neighbors put on a show to rival the park’s to our left. And another neighbor behind us had some pretty impressive ones too. Half the time we kept swiveling our heads one way and then the other, totally surrounded by those beautiful bursting lights.

On Saturday, my church enjoyed a sermon tied into the holiday, and in Sabbath School we talked about the national spirit that accompanies a nation founded on faith. Sure, we also mentioned how the country as a whole has gotten away from that. But you know what? It’s still there in our families. We still pray blessing upon the U.S. of A. And we still obey the word of one our founding fathers and celebrate our land’s independence with bonfires and guns, with fireworks and feasting.

Hope everyone had an inspiring Fourth of July!

My Friend Cara – Interview & Giveaway

My Friend Cara – Interview & Giveaway

Way back many moons ago, I met a lovely young woman named Cara. Cara wrote reviews for us at the Christian Review of Books occasionally, and she participated in some of the fun games we ran. When she started getting publishing contracts and had books coming out, I was very excited for her. And now I’m super-thrilled to be able to host her here as she celebrates the release of her first trade-paper novel with Summerside Press, Stars in the Night!

Cara has generously offered a copy of Stars in the Night to one lucky reader, so leave your comments and an email address for a chance to win!

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About Cara

Since the time she could read Nancy Drew, Cara has wanted to write mysteries. In 2005 she attended a book signing at her local Christian bookstore. The rest, as they say, is history. There she met a fellow Indiana writer Colleen Coble. With prompting from her husband, Cara shared her dream with Colleen. Since those infamous words, Cara’s been writing books. This year her 8th, 9th and 10th novels release, including Stars in the Night.

Cara Putman is an active member of ACFW and its conference committee. She served as the Publicity Officer for 2007-2008 and Membership Officer in 2009. She has also been the Indiana ACFW chapter president and currently serves as the Area Coordinator for Indiana.

Cara is also an attorney, lecturer at a Big Ten university, active in women’s ministry, and all around crazy woman. Crazy about God, her husband and her kids that is. She graduated with honors from the University of Nebraska-Lincoln (Go Huskers!) and George Mason Law School. You can learn more about Cara at www.caraputman.com.

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About Stars in the Night

Stars in the Night (July 2010) is a historical romantic suspense set in Hollywood during 1942.
When Audra Schaeffer’s sister disappears in Hollywood, Audra flies there to find her, but has to identify her body instead. Determined to find the killer and bring him to justice, Audra takes a job with the second Hollywood Victory Caravan. Together with Robert Garfield and other stars, she crisscrosses the southern United States as the stars sell war bonds. When Robert’s ex-wife and another woman are found dead on the train, Audra knows the deaths are tied to her sister’s. Is the killer is the man she’s falling in love with? And can she identify the killer before he targets her?

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What’s your latest book?

Stars in the Night released yesterday (July 1)! It’s part of Summerside’s new Swept Away line, and I’m so excited to see it in print.

Yay! So cool to be getting you right at release time. And allow me to say that your cover is STUNNING! But let’s get to the book, which sounds so awesome. (I think this one may be coming on vacation with me next week!) What’s your favorite part of the story?

I love the setting and the strong suspense element. What’s more glamorous than Hollywood in 1942? You’re talking big stars when the studio system was in full swing. Add in the push to all pull together and do something for the war effort, and I couldn’t find a better setting and time period. Then add in a touch of Murder on the Orient Express, and you’ve got a romantic suspense filled with glamour and a ticking bomb. But truly my favorite part was marrying my favorite historical time period with my favorite genre: romantic suspense.

Sounds sooooo good. What was the hardest part to write?

The hardest part of writing Stars in the Night was all the settings. Because the stars board a train that takes them to Washington, D.C. and then on a southerly course back home to Hollywood, there were about a dozen settings. I hadn’t anticipated how much work that would be. For example, I knew they would start in D.C. because that’s where the real caravan went. But instead of performing at the White House, I thought I’d have them do a public performance at Ford’s Theater, the wonderful, intimate theater in downtown. Only problem was that as I researched, I learned Ford’s Theater was basically abandoned and used for storage. So then I considered the National Theatre. Fortunately, it had been in continuous use since the early 1800s and there were no shows running there the summer of 1942. So I didn’t have to play with history, and it worked beautifully. But imagine doing that kind of research in multiple cities. In Atlanta, I had to research a theater, hotel, the train station, and the roads that existed. All to get the setting right for a couple chapters.

The research was a huge challenge, but I love that I’ve got the details right!

Always a combination of pulling your hair out and shouting in victory, isn’t it? The joys of historicals. =) Is there any one thing or reference you keep handy when writing? Anything you kept around for this particular book?

For Stars in the Night I relied a lot on historical resources, particularly When the Stars Went to War by Ray Hoopes. That book is filled with short vignettes about the many different ways the stars helped the war effort. Some enlisted. Some participated in USO tours. And some went on the real Hollywood Victory Caravan.

I love many craft books and turn to Writing the Breakout Novel Don Maass and Plot & Structure by James Scott Bell often, but with my historicals I often rely more on non-fiction related to the events I’m including in my novels.

Do you remember where you were when you got your first or most important call about a book contract?

I received my first contract at the 2006 ACFW conference. I will never forget that moment because it was such a kiss from heaven. I’ll never forget attending my first conference in 2005 and watching Mary Conneally receive her first contract from Heartsong Presents. I sat there, so excited for her, but also with a fresh realization that it really did happen. People really did get publishing contracts. Little could I imagine that one year later I would be the one hearing my name and title announced from the front of the room. It’s probably as close to the Academy Awards as I’ll ever get, but there is nothing like sharing a moment like that with hundreds of people who understand how important a step that is.

With Stars in the Night, it was a process, starting with an email from my editor asking if I was interested in talking to her about a possible project. Yep! I’m so glad we were able to talk and share excitement for the project. As only God can work things, I was already thinking about a romantic suspense set in Hollywood and that was one of the settings the publisher was interested in. Only God can arrange things like that.

That is just so cool! Is there another author who has greatly influenced your writing?

Two authors have been a great influence, because they have mentored me in different ways. Colleen Coble has breathed life into the dream I had and encouraged me every step of the way. She’s always introducing me to people, and brainstorming to help me turn ideas into books. But she’s always said I could do this. I can’t imagine writing without her friendship and mentoring.

Tricia Goyer let me read several of her books as she wrote them. I learned so much about structuring a novel by going through that process. What an opportunity to watch someone else’s creative process and how they pull all the different threads together. We still share chapters, and that’s been a huge gift to me as well.

Now it’s my honor to turn around and do the same thing with others. A Joy considering the great examples I’ve had.

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Thanks so much for visiting, Cara! Readers, be sure and check out her website. You can purchase Stars in the Night at ChristianBook or CrossPurposes.

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Winner!

And the winner of Vickie McDonough’s Oklahoma Brides series is . . .

Virginia! (lead@ . . .)

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Thoughtful About . . . Prayer in the Headlines

Yesterday, while the rest of the country’s newspapers probably had headlines about Russian spies, oil spills, or presidents, the Cumberland Times-News dedicated its front page to prayer. Oh, it might not have known that’s what it was doing. But we did.

See, the front page story yesterday was about how one of our own was coming home from Johns Hopkins hospital.

Those of you who know me fairly well have heard about Vanessa. She’s 16, the daughter of my sister’s dear friend, and a country girl through and through. Well, a couple months ago she was roping a steer and got dragged and trampled. They rushed her to hospital and she was soon heading for Baltimore. The initial fears were about internal organ damage.

The people took to their knees. Everyone I know around here contacted everyone we know elsewhere to get people praying. The doctors weren’t sure she’d live through the night.

She did.

The next concern was brain damage. Vanessa was in a coma, and everyone knows brain injuries are unpredictable. For weeks she lay there, sleeping. We prayed that God would use that time of rest to rebuild her from the inside out.

During this time my sister made countless trips down the road to visit Vanessa and her mom. She came back with updates, prayer requests, and an assurance. “I prayed before I went back to see her,” my sister said, “and I got the feeling that she’s going to be okay. Might take awhile, but she’s going to be okay.”

Vanessa started coming out of the coma. It was a slow process, and an MRI revealed separation of the hemispheres of her brain. She would squeeze a hand but couldn’t open her eyes. Then she could sit up, but not open her eyes.

We kept praying. My mom prayed, “Let her next hurdle be speech. Let her say, ‘Mom,’ Lord.”

Two days later we got the report that Vanessa said “Mom.” The next day she was singing the Barney song. The day after that, a country tune. She was recognizing people and greeting them by name. Still, the doctors were worried. Some of her behaviors indicated severe brain damage, the kind people don’t recover from.

When has that ever stopped the Lord?

A couple weeks ago, we got the report that Vanessa was eating, out shopping, learning to walk again, doing art projects, and stealing her mom’s cell phone to call her brother and beg to be taken home.

Yesterday, she came. And Cumberland praised God.

There are times I miss the culture and opportunities available in Annapolis or other larger areas, but you know, in times like these I’m so very glad to live in a small town. I love that everyone here knows that we’re praying for a teen named Vanessa. I love that her recovery has made the front page.

Most of all, though, I love my God, who hears our cries and responds.

Remember When . . . The Post Had Wings–er, Hooves?

“Whatever the condition–be it snowing, raining, blazing hot, or dark–they never fail to complete their assigned journey in the fastest possible time.”

Post Office motto? Well, not the one you’re thinking. That’s actually what Herodotus says of the Persian post system. It’s actually really cool, and might put you Americana folks in mind of the Pony Express.

See, the kings had had outposts built at precise intervals along major thoroughfares. At these outposts waited fresh horses and riders. Whenever messages or mail was sent, these riders set out as quickly as they could to the next outpost. Handed off their message to the next guy, etc.

The result? “There is nothing mortal faster than the system the Persians have devised for sending messages,” says Herodotus.

This comes up at the end of the war. When Xerxes burned Athens, he sent a message of his victory. The folks at home in Susa were so overcome with Joy that they strewed myrtle in the streets, burnt perfume, held feasts, and pretty much declared it a holiday. Then, well, just a few days later came the news of defeat at Salamis. Joy turned to mourning, clothes were ripped and weeping and moaning could be heard in the streets. They were especially worried about Xerxes–apparently the news didn’t include how he fared, and the people were terrified something had happened to their king.

Goes to show how loved he was, eh?

Anyway. I love that this system of theirs is so renowned for its efficiency that it has influenced our own postal system. Just goes to show ya that it doesn’t have to be digital to have virtual wings.