My Friend Margaret – Interview and Giveaway

My Friend Margaret – Interview and Giveaway

Today we get to welcome Margaret Brownley to talk about her new historical, A Lady Like Sarah. (Doesn’t the title just grab you?)

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About A Lady Like Sarah

She’s an outlaw: he’s a preacher. Both are in need of a miracle.

Preacher JUSTIN WELLS leaves Boston in disgrace, heading out alone on the dusty trail to Texas. But when the once-respected clergyman encounters a feisty redhead in handcuffs with a dying U.S. Marshal at her side, his journey takes a dramatic turn. When he promises the injured lawman to take his prisoner to Texas, Justin has no idea the trouble that lies ahead. The slightly-built prisoner turns out to be SARAH PRESCOTT—sister of the notorious Prescott brothers—and she’s determined to miss the hanging party waiting for her in Texas.

But escaping proves to be tougher than she thought. Justin doesn’t own a gun and hasn’t the foggiest idea how to survive the wilderness. How can she leave him alone with the injured marshal?

Nothing is more sacred to Justin than a promise made to a dying man, but how can he turn the blue-eyed beauty over to the hangmen? She’s tough as leather, but there’s something about her that is pure and good.

Justin can’t bear to lose her, but how can a simple preacher fight an entire town? And how can either one of them know that miracles come in many guises—including love?

About Margaret

Thrills, mystery, suspense, romance: Margaret penned it all. Nothing wrong with this—except Margaret happened to be writing for the church newsletter. After making the church picnic read like a Grisham novel, her former pastor took her aside and said, “Maybe God’s calling you to write fiction.”

So that’s what Margaret did. She now has more than 20 novels to her credit and has been published in 15 languages. In addition, she’s written a non-fiction book. Still, it took a long time before Margaret tried her hand at writing inspirational fiction which led to her Rocky Creek series.

“I love writing about characters at different stages of faith,” she says of the new direction her writing career has taken, “and I’m here to stay.”

Happily married to her real life hero, Margaret and her husband live in Southern California.

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What’s your latest book?

A Lady Like Sarah is my latest release and is in bookstores now. The publisher is Thomas Nelson. It takes place in 1879. He’s a preacher; she’s an outlaw—and they’re both in a heap of trouble.

A fabulous hook! Intriguing to say the least. What’s your favorite part of the story?

This is a hard question to answer. I like different parts for different reasons. The part I found most surprising was the end. I’m a pantser which means I write by the seat of my pants. I never know where the characters are going to take me until I get there. In this case, I had no idea how the story would end. I didn’t even know what Justin Wells would find on that dusty trail until he found it. Writing is a constant surprise. Of all the heroines I’ve written, Sarah is my favorite. She’s one tough lady and it took a very special man to see into her heart.

Sounds like they took you on quite the adventure. What was the hardest part to write?

Though I’ve published more than 20 books, this was my first inspirational. As I said earlier, Sarah is an outlaw and Justin a preacher. He finds her on the dusty road to Texas handcuffed to a dying marshal. Justin promises the marshal to deliver his prisoner to Texas unaware that there’s a hanging party waiting for her there. Justin is tested in every way a man can be tested. They spend a lot of time alone on that trail and the hardest part was keeping up the sexual tension without crossing the line.

Oh, but tension can go a long way! Sounds fabulous. What do you hope your readers will get out of the story?
My hope is that the story touches readers’ hearts. If it succeeds then readers might have a good laugh and maybe even shed a tear or two. hope that one of the themes that readers see is that it’s still possible today as it was more than a hundred years ago for goodness to triumph against all odds. An overt theme that developed during the writing of the book was that God always sends the right people in our lives when we most need them. This certainly has been true in my life.

Yes, and I’ve forever grateful for that. What’s your favorite genre to write? To read?

I love reading and writing historical romances, especially stories that take place in the nineteenth century. I’m fascinated by the similarities. There were bank failures, recessions and depressions in the 1800s. There was just as much fraud in politics and business as there is today. I just finished reading The Victorian Internetby Tom Standage, which offers a fascinating history of the telegraph and what he calls on-line pioneers. Old movies always show telegrams delivering serious or important news. Never did I imagine until reading this book that telegrams were also used to send advertisements and perpetuate fraud. That Prince whatever his name is from Nigeria who bombards me with emails asking for money apparently comes from a long line of shysters. The telegram also had its own customs, vocabulary and encryptions. Sound familiar?

LOL, indeed it does. Times might change, but humanity sure doesn’t. So what are you reading right now—and what do you want to read next?
You’ll regret asking this question, I’m sure. I read all over the board—four, five, six books at a time. I’m currently reading Photography and the American Scene for research; Tribes, for business expertise (I have to keep reminding myself that writing isn’t just art, it’s a business), My Heart Remembers Kim Vogel Sawyer for, and Lee Child’s Gone Tomorrow a change of pace. I recently read The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society because one simply must read a book with a title like that.

Next on my reading list: The Elegance of the Hedgehog. As a child, I was held captive by a hedgehog. A strange animal sat by the door of my playhouse and I was too afraid to venture outside. At the time, I had no idea what it was. Years later, I learned it was a hedgehog. Now I want know what makes a hedgehog elegant.

You are a busy reader! I can only imagine what your shelf looks like. So while we’re on the subject . . . What would your dream office look like—and what does your REAL writing environment look like?
I pretty much have my dream office. It’s not fancy but it’s serviceable and it looks out over my pool and waterfall. I call it my Monet room so naturally it’s painted Monet purple. Purple is a great color for stimulating creativity and Monet is my favorite artist. The room includes floor to ceiling bookshelves stuffed with my favorite research books, and a vertical paper file that practically reaches the ceiling.

Insert Roseanna the Purple Lover going green with envy. Someday, I will have a dream office like that. Maybe after I have twenty books out. =) Do you remember where you were when you got your first or most important call about a book contract?

Ha, ha! I sure do. No drum rolls. No bugles. I was cleaning the bathroom when I got the call. That’s not exactly how I had imagined it.

What, it didn’t capture the glam? At least it makes for a great memory. Any other funny family stories about living with a writer?

This question reminds me of the early days of my writing career: I sold an article for $5 and my husband took me out to dinner to celebrate. A short time later, I sold another article, this time for $7, and again, my husband took me out to celebrate. By the third sell my husband announced that we couldn’t afford any more success.

Then there was the time I almost got arrested. My first book was published and I madly dashed from store to store doing fly-by signings. I was in Walmart’s autographing books when two policemen showed up. A customer saw me “defacing“ books and called the cops. Anxious to prove that I was, indeed, the author of the book, I pulled out my driver’s license. The problem was, the book was under a pen name which did not correspond with the name on my ID. We were finally able to track down the manager who saved the day.

I can so see that! (Both of them actually.) So what are you writing right now?

I just finished the 2ndbook in my Rocky Creek series, A Suitor for Jenny. It’s schedule for publication September 2010. I’m now writing the third and final book in the series.

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Thanks for chatting with us, Margaret! Readers, be sure and check out Margaret’s website and her blog, Petticoats and Pistols.

You can purchase A Lady Like Sarah from Thomas Nelson, Amazon, and CrossPurposes .

Again, readers with a U.S. address can leave a comment below with contact info for a chance to win a signed copy of A Lady Like Sarah.

(Giveaway ends 2/4/10. Void where prohibited. Winner will have two weeks to claim the book before another winner is selected.)

Winner!

And the winner of J. M. Hochstetler’s Wind of the Spirit is . . .

Kathleen Maher!

Congrats, Kathleen! I could tell you were pretty excited about this book. =) I’m sending you an email now.
(The winner has two weeks to respond before another winner is selected.)

Thoughtful About . . . An E-World

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It strikes me at least once a week that my world is pretty much wrapped up in the internet. Especially when I get to church and someone says something about talking to strangers that you come across each day in an attempt to let Jesus shine through you.

Um . . . there are many days that go by without me seeing anyone other than my family. We’ve started doing The Master’s Way DVD stuff about evangelizing, and one of the challenges is to talk to 5 people each day. To approach strangers, even to offer them a smile. For someone who doesn’t see 5 people a day, this seemed like a monumental challenge.

Then it hit me. I may not see people face-to-face every day, but our world really is online these days. I mean, I’ve only met my best friend in person twice. We’ve only spoken on the phone a couple handfuls of times. But we email constantly. I’m talking at least 2, as many as 18 (if I recall our ludicrous record) times a day. And that’s just Stephanie. I email many, many other people each day too. I comment on Facebook. On blogs. I answer questions on the ACFW loop. So you know . . . I really do talk to strangers each day and offer them virtual smiles.

The Master’s Way is going to be leading us up to witnessing to these total strangers, so naturally one of the first things they ask is, “Do you share your faith regularly?” After the obligatory questions of “What do you mean by ‘regularly’? And what do you mean by ‘share’?” (I mean, come on. Do you want to know if I do street ministry? If I’m just open to talking about it? What??), I realized that yes, in fact I do share my faith regularly. I blog about my challenges and realizations. I talk to people online about faith and how it fits in my life, how it leads me.

I’m not sure what Kirk Cameron (who put out The Master’s Way) was thinking about this type of ministry when he pointed out that we’re all called to minister, but I think it’s perfectly valid in this day and age. And more, I think it’s critical that we acknowledge it. I think it’s important that all those other people out there like me, who spend most of their days at home in front of their computers, realize that they’re touching people. Reaching people. Talking to people, ministering to people through their keyboards, their typed words. Their blogs, their Facebook posts, the Loop emails.

We’re in an E-world . . . and you know what? That’s a pretty awesome thing for the Kingdom of God. I may not be pounding the streets every day with Bible in hand, but I’m pounding Cyberspace with BibleGateway.com up in one of my tabs. And that’s not just okay–that’s really stinking cool.

The Master has a lot of ways of reaching people. Which one of them is the one that works for you?

Remember When . . . You’d Hang a Left at Atlantis?

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I’ve already dedicated a few Remember When Wednesdays to my 20s historical set in Egypt, I know. But it occurred to me as I sat on the couch last night that I’ve talked about different aspects of Egypt, of the 20s, of tombs, of my research . . . and I haven’t even brushed on one of the driving forces behind The Stars and the Sands. Atlantis!

We all know the popular ideas about a technologically advanced society that existed way back before most histories were recorded, which may or may not have destroyed itself with that technology, and which may or may not be buried somewhere under the waters of the Atlantic. It’s the kind of story that captures the imagination. I mean, what’s better for adventure than finding a Lost City?

Silly me keeps getting hung up on facts as I research Atlantis, though–the fact that it can’t actually be where it’s supposed to be leading the way. But the actual legend, which we get from Plato’s Critias is really quite intriguing. So putting aside the question of whether it is (or was), let’s have a little refresher course. =)

First, this came to us through a Greek, so it naturally starts with their gods. Poseidon, in this case, created an island, on which his descendants reigned. There were ten kings, and the chief of them was from the line of Atlas, Poseidon’s oldest son. As the divine blood faded (those pesky humans, sullying it with mortality;-), the powerful Atlanteans grew greedy and lustful and pretty much decided to take over the world.

In typical Olympus fashion, the Gods weren’t too keen on all their other little cities getting wiped off the map, so they wiped out the Atlanteans and sank the island-continent into the sea in a single day and night.

Apparently, though, this mystical world contained everything a heart could desire. Animals of all kinds, rich stones in blacks and reds, water and minerals, all kinds of foods, and a rare metal called “orichalum,” which sparkles like fire. (I need to get me some of that!)

Interestingly, though this tale comes to us from a reputable source, there were a few centuries when Plato, being Greek and all, was deemed a stupid heathen and all his works were ignored. Stories of Atlantis went the way of other forgotten lore . . . until 1882, when a man named Ignatius Donnelly penned a tome called Atlantis: An Antediluvian World, which claimed that all societies descended from Atlantis, that it was wiped out in the Great Flood, but that “shared” technology on both sides of the world got their knowledge from Atlantis.

Though many of his claims have been disproven in recent years, he still managed to single-handedly resurrect the idea of Atlantis, so literature and Hollywood alike have Donnelly to thank for endless fodder for plotlines. And me! I have him to thank as well. Though I don’t intend to make my characters find a city I’m none too sure is out there, they’re going to have a lot of fun chasing it . . . and finding some other lost truths along the way.

Story Time . . . INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS by Alicia Britt Chole

Story Time . . . INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS by Alicia Britt Chole

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Intimate Conversations:
Devotions to Nurture a Woman’s Soul

by Alicia Britt Chole

It’s not often I pick up devotionals. I like the idea of them, but I inevitably get started and then either forget or get bored. But when I opened a package from Revell and saw this lovely purple cover, I went, “Ooo. Pretty.” It was enough to get my attention, so I put it on my personal shelf, and the next morning I grabbed it, sat down, opened it up, and had a good laugh. Here’s the opening to the first chapter:

Good morning, God, I’m so gra–(excuse me, God). “You can have a snack after lunch!”
I’m so grateful for the–(just a second, God). “Your shoes are in the laundry room.”
I’m so grateful for this time we ha–(sorry for the interruption, God). “They’re there. Moooove things.”
I’m so grateful for this time we have together to–(God I think we’ll have to continue this lat–). “No, you are not old enough to change baby’s poopy diaper. I’M COMING!”

This is so my life, and most of my prayer attempts, that I was hooked. I knew that this would be a devotion by a woman who really understand how pulled apart a lot of modern women are, even those of us blessed to stay home with our ever-demanding children.

Each chapter starts with a little anecdote that perfectly illustrates the deep, emotional points the author makes throughout. The chapters are two pages, with suggestions for thought and journaling opportunities at the end of each. I’ve gone through about a quarter of them and love how she makes me think, but not in a way that feels like work, if that makes sense.

The book has 52 chapters, each one meant to be thought over for a week. Given that my attention span revolves around a toddler and preschooler, I decided there was no way I could devote a week to each one without forgetting what it was I was doing, so I’ve been reading a chapter each morning. I’ve found that the issues she brings up stick with me not only through the day, but weeks afterward.

I’m nowhere near done this devotion yet, and am grateful for that. =) I’m really enjoying sitting down with it each morning and seeing what little nugget of wisdom the author will expound on today. She combines depth with levity in a way that really appeals to me and reaches me on my level. As gorgeous on the inside as it is on the out, I can’t recommend Intimate Conversations enough. It’s inspired a few of those between me and the Lord over the last few weeks, and I know it’ll foster more as I go.