Thursday, October 11, 2012
Goddess Fish Blog Tour Stop for Across the Winds of Time by Bess McBride
Across the Winds of Time
by Bess McBride
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BLURB:
While on a genealogical research journey through the Midwest, Molly Hamilton impulsively buys a 100-year-old Victorian house in the middle of a cornfield, and falls in love with the house’s owner...the original owner, that is. Can he be a ghost? The handsome, intriguing attorney certainly feels solid—and somehow her soul knows she has always loved him.
Darius Ferguson has no idea how he has come to present-day Iowa. The last thing he knew, the year was 1880, and he had just buried his fiancée, who happens to look exactly like Molly. He cannot separate the two women in his heart—to him, they are one.
In spite of being drawn to him, Molly thinks Darius is unhinged. Darius wonders if he has joined his fiancée in purgatory. If time travel is possible, will love be enough to build a future together?
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ENJOY THIS EXCERPT:
“How did you get in here?” I choked out. “Who are you?”
Darius stole a sideways glance over his shoulder to meet my eyes—or to see that indeed I did not have a gun aimed at him—before turning his face away.
“It is I, Molly. The same man you met two weeks ago. The same man you loved over a hundred years ago.”
“You’re nuts!” I spit out. “You’re not here. I’m just imagining things.” My knees were aching, and I shifted awkwardly in the tub to dive under the water again, keeping my neck twisted to watch him. I couldn’t stay in the bathtub all night. I felt so vulnerable—even if this was a hallucination...or a fantasy.
“So, since you’re not really here, you wouldn’t mind keeping your face turned away, so I can get out of the tub, would you?” My heart pounded, the rhythm matching the pounding in my head from smacking it on the edge of the tub. “Please?” I couldn’t keep the quiver from my voice.
“Certainly. It is not proper for me to be standing here at any rate. I simply came upstairs to see if you were here, and there you were—in my tub—a vision of bubbles and curly brown ringlets.”
I pressed a hand to my damp ponytail. A sudden warmth in the pit of my stomach contradicted the cold grip in my chest.
“Go away,” I pleaded. “I may want to daydream about you, but I don’t know that I want to actually see you.”
“As you wish, Molly.” He threw another quick glance over his shoulder, and his mouth curved into an embarrassed smile before he moved away.
I watched him disappear and panicked.
“Wait,” I shrieked. “Wait!”
“Yes, dear?” He backed up to the edge of the door again, still keeping his face averted.
“Wait for me downstairs. Don’t go yet. I’ll be right there.”
Darius inclined his head slightly to the side where I saw his profile, and I could have sighed when a single golden-brown curl fell forward in his face.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Bess McBride made her first serious writing attempt when she was 14. She shut herself up in her bedroom one summer while obsessively working on a time travel/pirate novel set in the beloved Caribbean of her youth, but she wasn't able to hammer it out on a manual typewriter (oh yeah, she's that old) before it was time to go back to school. The draft of that novel has long since disappeared, but the story is still simmering within, and she will finish the adventure one day soon.
Bess was born in Aruba to American parents and lived in Venezuela until her family returned to the United States when she was 12. She couldn't fight the global travel bug within and joined the U.S. Air Force at 18 to "see the world." After 21 wonderful and fulfilling years traveling the world and gaining one beautiful daughter, she pursued her dream of finally getting a college education. With a license in mental health therapy, she worked with veterans and continues to work on behalf of veterans. She writes romantic suspense, contemporary, light paranormal/fantasy and time travel romances and currently has eight novels published. She can be contacted through her web site at http://www.bessmcbride.com.
GIVEAWAY: Bess will be giving away a $25 Amazon gift card to one random commenter during the tour. Drop a line here and let her know what you think of the excerpt.
I'd love to know: if you could travel through time, what time period/nation would you go? What historical person would you like to meet?
The more you comment on the tour, the better your chances of winning. Tour dates for "Across the Winds of Time" can be found here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2012/08/book-blast-across-winds-of-time-by-bess.html
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Links:
www.bessmcbride.com
http://willtravelforromance.blogspot.com/
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just wanted to say hey to my buddy, Bess. This one looks delicious, and I enjoyed the phrasing about the lovely "vision"
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Maggie, my old friend! Thanks for saying hello! I see a lot of familiar names on Stephanie's blog here. I can't tell you how many writerly tears I've shed on Maggie's shoulders over the years, but I have been out of touch for a while (the dreaded 6-4 full-time job) :-)
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Bess
Maggie, I just finished reading the story and I enjoyed it lots, but then again, I'm a sucker for a good time traveling tale. Happy to have Bes on my blog today.
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Steph
Thanks so much for hosting me on the book blast, Steph. I feel like I must know you since I know so many of your fellow bloggers, and I was attached to the Classic Romance Revival blog for some time.
DeleteI love a good time traveling tale myself, although sometimes my stories drift off into the "ghost" versus "time traveler" realm. Thanks for the good words about the book.
Bess McBride
I forgot to mention, Stephanie, that I'm retired military myself. :-) But I didn't know there was a military writers of america. Have you joined the Romance Veterans? A group of female romance writers. I joined several years ago, but haven't been active recently (just haven't had time to keep up). Here's the web address: http://www.romvets.com/
DeleteBess, Yes, I'm on RomVets. I love that list. I don't post as often as I would like because now I'm a 911 dispatcher for LAPD. I work from 10 pm to 615 am and then it's sleep, homework and a power nap. LOL!! I know about not keeping up. Hope to see you there!
DeleteWhat branch were you with?
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Steph
Silly me! Your bio says Air Force. *smiles* Steph
DeleteOh, gosh, woman. I don't know how you have time to do your blog! My hat is off to you. I should have realized I recognize your name from the RomVets. I haven't been active there either. Sigh... Time, time, time in a bottle!
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Hi Bess,
ReplyDeleteI love the excerpt, and already have a little crush on Darius.
If I could travel back in time, I would go back to the Regency Era.
Thank you for your service to this country. My husband proudly served 24 years in the USAF.
dpd333 (at) aol dot com
Diane, I know it's not easy on those who support the one in the military. Congrats to you and your husband. Thank you both for your service.
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Steph
Darius is the name of a great-great-great uncle of mine who served in the Civil War. I think I had quite the crush on him, though have never seen a picture of him. Still, I loved the name. Yes, I thought Darius was quite, quite... I loved him. :-) Military service? Retirees? Excellent!
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Do you get a chance to go back to visit Aruba or Venezuela?
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Catherine, I went back to Aruba in 2000 while on a cruise. My daughter and I went to the housing area where I was born and snorkeled at Baby Beach where my father said he used to take us swimming. We didn't have time to do much else. Venezuela? No, unfortunately. Although I grew up there, that is..lived there from age 2 to 12, I don't feel I can return under the political climate. Many of my fellow Venezuelan Oil Brats (kids who grew up in the oil producing communities (Esso, Standard Oil, etc) of Venezuela long to go back to visit our old houses and schools, but few of us can afford to, and many think it's not a good idea at the present time.
ReplyDeleteThank you for asking!
Bess