Teresa J. Reasor's Blog, page 18
July 28, 2013
FOR THE DEAD WRITER WHO HAS EVERYTHING (revisited)
I don't think about the afterlife very often.
I keep busy so unless I'm writing about it, or something happens to someone I know, I keep it an abstract thought pushed far back into the recesses of my brain.
If something does happen to me, I have had discussions about what I'd like done with my physical remains with my family members.(Got to get that will written.)
I'm hoping that by the time I croak and wave good-bye to this plane of existence, they'll be shooting peoples remains to the moon or just out into the cosmos. Perfect last trip for a die hard Trekie. I'll be able to go where no woman has gone before, mixed up with several other people.
But in the meantime two friends discovered the first two interesting things you can do with your CARBON BASED LIFE FORM remains. I just had to share them and others I've discovered since.
A BOX OF PENCILS Perfect last gift to your loved ones to remember you by, a pencil made from your ashes. With your name on it. I hope they have colored ones by the time I go.
LIFE GEM MEMORIAL DIAMONDS A diamond made from a lock of your hair.
Now, I'd really rather be a diamond instead of a pencil, but with the cost of funerals I probably won't have anything left after paying for my Star Trek adventure. So, I think it would still be pretty cool to be written with. Since I've done so much writing in this life, kind of sounds fitting to me.
Holy Smoke ! Did you know that if you're a hunter, or just love to shoot, you can have a pound of your ashes loaded into shot gun shells so they can shoot them off at your funeral? It's $850.00. My daughter told me about this one.
Vinyly a British company has created vinyl records mixed with your ashes. You can have different songs created Knocking on Heavens Door, Stairway to Heaven and others . I love Led Zeppelin so I'd have to have that one.
Cremation jewelry You can also by jewelry to put your loved ones ashes in and wear them.
Decisions, Decisions.
LIVE LONG AND PROSPER!!
Teresa Reasor
Highland Moonlight (April 2013)
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning (FREE READ)
Captive Hearts (May 2013)
Timeless (January 2012)
An Automated Death(A Steampunk Short Story) March 2013
Breaking Free (Book 1 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers)2011
Breaking Through (Book 2 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) 2012
Breaking Away (Book 3 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) coming 2013
Visit me at http://www.teresareasor.com
I keep busy so unless I'm writing about it, or something happens to someone I know, I keep it an abstract thought pushed far back into the recesses of my brain.
If something does happen to me, I have had discussions about what I'd like done with my physical remains with my family members.(Got to get that will written.)
I'm hoping that by the time I croak and wave good-bye to this plane of existence, they'll be shooting peoples remains to the moon or just out into the cosmos. Perfect last trip for a die hard Trekie. I'll be able to go where no woman has gone before, mixed up with several other people.
But in the meantime two friends discovered the first two interesting things you can do with your CARBON BASED LIFE FORM remains. I just had to share them and others I've discovered since.
A BOX OF PENCILS Perfect last gift to your loved ones to remember you by, a pencil made from your ashes. With your name on it. I hope they have colored ones by the time I go.
LIFE GEM MEMORIAL DIAMONDS A diamond made from a lock of your hair.
Now, I'd really rather be a diamond instead of a pencil, but with the cost of funerals I probably won't have anything left after paying for my Star Trek adventure. So, I think it would still be pretty cool to be written with. Since I've done so much writing in this life, kind of sounds fitting to me.
Holy Smoke ! Did you know that if you're a hunter, or just love to shoot, you can have a pound of your ashes loaded into shot gun shells so they can shoot them off at your funeral? It's $850.00. My daughter told me about this one.
Vinyly a British company has created vinyl records mixed with your ashes. You can have different songs created Knocking on Heavens Door, Stairway to Heaven and others . I love Led Zeppelin so I'd have to have that one.
Cremation jewelry You can also by jewelry to put your loved ones ashes in and wear them.
Decisions, Decisions.
LIVE LONG AND PROSPER!!
Teresa Reasor
Highland Moonlight (April 2013)
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning (FREE READ)
Captive Hearts (May 2013)
Timeless (January 2012)
An Automated Death(A Steampunk Short Story) March 2013
Breaking Free (Book 1 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers)2011
Breaking Through (Book 2 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) 2012
Breaking Away (Book 3 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) coming 2013
Visit me at http://www.teresareasor.com
FOR THE DEAD WRITER WHO HAS EVERYTHING
I don't think about the afterlife very often.
I keep busy so unless I'm writing about it, or something happens to someone I know, I keep it an abstract thought pushed far back into the recesses of my brain.
If something does happen to me, I have had discussions about what I'd like done with my physical remains with my family members.(Got to get that will written.)
I'm hoping that by the time I croak and wave good-bye to this plane of existence, they'll be shooting peoples remains to the moon or just out into the cosmos. Perfect last trip for a die hard Trekie. I'll be able to go where no woman has gone before, mixed up with several other people.
But in the meantime two friends discovered these two interesting things you can do with your CARBON BASED LIFE FORM remains. I just had to share them.
A BOX OF PENCILS Perfect last gift to your loved ones to remember you by, a pencil made from your ashes. With your name on it. I hope they have colored ones by the time I go.
LIFE GEM MEMORIAL DIAMONDS A diamond made from a lock of your hair.
Now, I'd really rather be a diamond instead of a pencil, but with the cost of funerals I probably won't have anything left after paying for my Star Trek adventure. So, I think it would still be pretty cool to be written with. Since I've done so much writing in this life, kind of sounds fitting to me.
LIVE LONG AND PROSPER!!
Teresa Reasor
Highland Moonlight (April 2013)
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning (FREE READ)
Captive Hearts (May 2013)
Timeless (January 2012)
An Automated Death(A Steampunk Short Story) March 2013
Breaking Free (Book 1 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers)2011
Breaking Through (Book 2 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) 2012
Breaking Away (Book 3 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) coming 2013
Visit me at http://www.teresareasor.com
I keep busy so unless I'm writing about it, or something happens to someone I know, I keep it an abstract thought pushed far back into the recesses of my brain.
If something does happen to me, I have had discussions about what I'd like done with my physical remains with my family members.(Got to get that will written.)
I'm hoping that by the time I croak and wave good-bye to this plane of existence, they'll be shooting peoples remains to the moon or just out into the cosmos. Perfect last trip for a die hard Trekie. I'll be able to go where no woman has gone before, mixed up with several other people.
But in the meantime two friends discovered these two interesting things you can do with your CARBON BASED LIFE FORM remains. I just had to share them.
A BOX OF PENCILS Perfect last gift to your loved ones to remember you by, a pencil made from your ashes. With your name on it. I hope they have colored ones by the time I go.
LIFE GEM MEMORIAL DIAMONDS A diamond made from a lock of your hair.
Now, I'd really rather be a diamond instead of a pencil, but with the cost of funerals I probably won't have anything left after paying for my Star Trek adventure. So, I think it would still be pretty cool to be written with. Since I've done so much writing in this life, kind of sounds fitting to me.
LIVE LONG AND PROSPER!!
Teresa Reasor
Highland Moonlight (April 2013)
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning (FREE READ)
Captive Hearts (May 2013)
Timeless (January 2012)
An Automated Death(A Steampunk Short Story) March 2013
Breaking Free (Book 1 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers)2011
Breaking Through (Book 2 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) 2012
Breaking Away (Book 3 of the SEAL TEAM Heartbreakers) coming 2013
Visit me at http://www.teresareasor.com
July 19, 2013
Love is Timeless
Love is Timeless is the theme for my book TIMELESS.
Though it's a romance, it's also a paranormal mystery suspense book and has elements of science fiction as well. Because of all that it was difficult to categorize.
Blurb:
Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.
Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?
Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.
After being out almost a year and a half Timeless has finally reached the Paranormal list in ebooks on Amazon. I always hoped it would hit a list. And it's been a struggle because it's a big book 433 pages in print.
It took me two years to write the book. I was working two jobs and writing on the weekends to try and finish it. During that summer I traveled to Scotland to the Loch Maree area, the true highlands of Scotland. Beautiful place, beautiful people, and I gathered brain food for my book from both.
We (my friend Mitzi and I ) went to Loch Maree because it’s the setting of my current work in progress and I wanted to see the highlands up close and personal. And Loch Maree is the highlands. It resides in Wester Ross in the Northwestern upper regions of Scotland. It’s known as the Jewel of the Highlands because it’s so untouched.
I was unprepared for the raw beauty and power of the place.
Scotland was carved out by huge glaciers that covered the entire continent hundreds of thousands of years ago. That fact never seemed so evident until I saw the Loch Maree area.
This is Mount Slioch. It stands 3219 feet high and dominates its surroundings. It’s very popular with
climbers.
Loch Maree has a maximum depth of 375 feet and an average depth of 125 and is nearly 13 miles long. It is the 4th largest loch in Scotland.
The area is a favorite camping site. Hiking, climbing, and fishing seems to be the favorite pastime for anyone who visits. The light seemed to change every few minutes as you can tell from my pictures. And the area is known to have unexpected, sometimes violent storms blow through, a fact that I have used to my advantage in my book.
Here's an excerpt from the book. Warning theirs love making involved.
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Is it some mistake we made in the past that’s put us back here once again?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>For a moment, she dwelt on her first experience with Coira and Braden, the desperation of their lovemaking. “Possibly. More than once.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I don’t want to see you sacrifice yourself for a ring of rocks.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I won’t.” Coira’s promise to Braden came to mind. What if Quinn was right about Coira? A chill raced through her. She shivered.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn reached for her. His fingers cupped the back of her head as he held her close.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The steady beat of his heart beneath her ear soothed her even as the caress of his fingers against the back of her neck did the opposite. She drew back to look at his injured hand. His lips brushed her forehead.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Are you in pain?” she asked.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Not with the hand.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She tilted her head back to look up at him. His expression, so somber, so serious, triggered feelings of both tenderness and sadness. She caressed his cheek. “Why can’t we get this right?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I don’t know.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I’m afraid for you. It makes me daft.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The way his face looked transposed over the skull at the preservation lab tumbled through her thoughts. She shuddered and pressed close. “I am for you, too, Quinn.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The soft tempting pressure of his mouth upon hers fed the need for more. As their tongues touched and twined she molded herself against him. It came as natural as breathing to share her lips, her tongue, her touch. His breathing was as ragged as hers as he broke the kiss.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I need to take a shower and warm up,” she said, her voice swamped by so many different emotions it was impossible to sort them.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I do, too.” His husky tone, sounded somewhere between a growl and a groan. He slid the zipper of her dry suit down. Regan wiggled free of the sleeves. He cupped her breast through her thermal underwear top, and she bit back a sigh as her nipple beaded beneath the pressure.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She ran a hand beneath his t-shirt to follow the contours of his stomach.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn’s stomach muscles rippled and he caught his breath. “Jesus, Regan.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She chuckled, hooked her fingers over the waistband of his jeans and tugged him toward the hall. “We can share the shower. I’ll wash your back, if you’ll wash mine.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn raised one thick black brow. “I can do that.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>His tone promised more, and Regan’s cheeks grew hot and her limbs weak. Her heart raced.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>His green eyes, intent and dark, focused on her face. “I’ve had a recurring dream about peeling off your dry suit since that first night.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>An airless feeling blossomed beneath her ribs. “Now’s your chance,” she teased as she backed into her bedroom.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She slid back upon the bed and offered one leg.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>A grin spread his lips as, one handed, he pulled first one boot free, and then the other. When he tugged on the first suit leg, the thermal underwear pants beneath went with it. Regan wiggled free of the other leg leaving her lower body bare except for a brief pair of bikini panties. He slung the dry suit over her desk chair and turned to run his gaze down the length of her legs.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Regan bit back a groan at the almost tactile response she experienced from the look on his face.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He dragged the sling from over his head and tossed it aside. He braced a hand on the bed to lean over her and rested his injured hand just above the briefs. His touch trailed downward over her mound to the inside of her thigh. Her fingers gripped the bedspread as titillating arousal nestled between her legs and settled like a feverish ache inside her. His name came out a choked whisper.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“How bad do you want that shower?” he asked as he shucked his t-shirt.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>As her gaze swept the width of his chest and shoulders, the hair on his chest and the narrow line that disappeared beneath his jeans. Her mouth grew dry at the dark masculine beauty of him, and she swallowed. “Not at all compared to how bad I want you inside me.” She dragged the thermal shirt over her head baring her breasts.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn’s eyes focused on them, and she ached to have his hands on her again, there—all over.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He popped the button on his jeans and peeled down the zipper. “Protection?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Regan scrambled to reach the nightstand drawer and grabbed an unopened box of condoms. Her fingers were clumsy as she ripped the flap off and tore loose the first packet. Her breath left her on a sigh as he lowered his mouth to the sensitive spot just below her navel, then lower. He twisted his fingers in the ribbon thin elastic of her underwear and drew it down. His mouth found the inside of her thigh. An electric frisson of sensation arrowed deep, and she gasped, her hips undulating in response.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He murmured her name. “I’m not going to last long, lass.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Neither am I.” She tore open the condom wrapper.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He plucked the condom free and sheathed himself. He leaned over her, and she drew him down. His body molded to hers. Every brush of his bare skin against hers acted as a caress. The touch and taste of his lips, a deeper kiss than any she’d ever shared. He thrust into her and her body rose to embrace him.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She followed the hollow of his spine, the rounded, muscular curve of his buttocks with her fingers and captured his rhythm as though she’d done so a thousand times before.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The intent expression on his face, the aching tenderness of his touch, seemed familiar, yet new. The act of making love with him was like reliving a memory and experiencing something fresh, sweet and so profound she wanted to weep at the rightness of it.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The slow thrust and drag of his movements triggered a permeating pleasure that built and built. She nipped his shoulder, then ran her tongue over the spot, tasting the salty texture of his skin. Quinn shuddered and murmured her name, his movements growing harder more intense. She climaxed, the sensation sweeping up and over her with such strength she cried out.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She opened her eyes to look into Quinn’s face above her. A mixture of tenderness and satisfaction laced the smile that played about his lips. With the echo of his release nestled deep inside her, nothing had ever seemed more right.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>I hope you enjoyed learning about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Timeless-Parano... and reading the excerpt.</b><br /><br /><b>If you know of other books similar to Timeless or ones that follow that same theme, I'd love to hear about them. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Read on,</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Teresa Reasor </b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>
Though it's a romance, it's also a paranormal mystery suspense book and has elements of science fiction as well. Because of all that it was difficult to categorize.
Blurb:
Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.
Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?
Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.
After being out almost a year and a half Timeless has finally reached the Paranormal list in ebooks on Amazon. I always hoped it would hit a list. And it's been a struggle because it's a big book 433 pages in print.
It took me two years to write the book. I was working two jobs and writing on the weekends to try and finish it. During that summer I traveled to Scotland to the Loch Maree area, the true highlands of Scotland. Beautiful place, beautiful people, and I gathered brain food for my book from both.
We (my friend Mitzi and I ) went to Loch Maree because it’s the setting of my current work in progress and I wanted to see the highlands up close and personal. And Loch Maree is the highlands. It resides in Wester Ross in the Northwestern upper regions of Scotland. It’s known as the Jewel of the Highlands because it’s so untouched.
I was unprepared for the raw beauty and power of the place.
Scotland was carved out by huge glaciers that covered the entire continent hundreds of thousands of years ago. That fact never seemed so evident until I saw the Loch Maree area.
This is Mount Slioch. It stands 3219 feet high and dominates its surroundings. It’s very popular with
climbers.
Loch Maree has a maximum depth of 375 feet and an average depth of 125 and is nearly 13 miles long. It is the 4th largest loch in Scotland.
The area is a favorite camping site. Hiking, climbing, and fishing seems to be the favorite pastime for anyone who visits. The light seemed to change every few minutes as you can tell from my pictures. And the area is known to have unexpected, sometimes violent storms blow through, a fact that I have used to my advantage in my book.
Here's an excerpt from the book. Warning theirs love making involved.
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Is it some mistake we made in the past that’s put us back here once again?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>For a moment, she dwelt on her first experience with Coira and Braden, the desperation of their lovemaking. “Possibly. More than once.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I don’t want to see you sacrifice yourself for a ring of rocks.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I won’t.” Coira’s promise to Braden came to mind. What if Quinn was right about Coira? A chill raced through her. She shivered.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn reached for her. His fingers cupped the back of her head as he held her close.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The steady beat of his heart beneath her ear soothed her even as the caress of his fingers against the back of her neck did the opposite. She drew back to look at his injured hand. His lips brushed her forehead.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Are you in pain?” she asked.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Not with the hand.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She tilted her head back to look up at him. His expression, so somber, so serious, triggered feelings of both tenderness and sadness. She caressed his cheek. “Why can’t we get this right?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I don’t know.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I’m afraid for you. It makes me daft.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The way his face looked transposed over the skull at the preservation lab tumbled through her thoughts. She shuddered and pressed close. “I am for you, too, Quinn.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The soft tempting pressure of his mouth upon hers fed the need for more. As their tongues touched and twined she molded herself against him. It came as natural as breathing to share her lips, her tongue, her touch. His breathing was as ragged as hers as he broke the kiss.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I need to take a shower and warm up,” she said, her voice swamped by so many different emotions it was impossible to sort them.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“I do, too.” His husky tone, sounded somewhere between a growl and a groan. He slid the zipper of her dry suit down. Regan wiggled free of the sleeves. He cupped her breast through her thermal underwear top, and she bit back a sigh as her nipple beaded beneath the pressure.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She ran a hand beneath his t-shirt to follow the contours of his stomach.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn’s stomach muscles rippled and he caught his breath. “Jesus, Regan.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She chuckled, hooked her fingers over the waistband of his jeans and tugged him toward the hall. “We can share the shower. I’ll wash your back, if you’ll wash mine.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn raised one thick black brow. “I can do that.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>His tone promised more, and Regan’s cheeks grew hot and her limbs weak. Her heart raced.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>His green eyes, intent and dark, focused on her face. “I’ve had a recurring dream about peeling off your dry suit since that first night.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>An airless feeling blossomed beneath her ribs. “Now’s your chance,” she teased as she backed into her bedroom.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She slid back upon the bed and offered one leg.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>A grin spread his lips as, one handed, he pulled first one boot free, and then the other. When he tugged on the first suit leg, the thermal underwear pants beneath went with it. Regan wiggled free of the other leg leaving her lower body bare except for a brief pair of bikini panties. He slung the dry suit over her desk chair and turned to run his gaze down the length of her legs.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Regan bit back a groan at the almost tactile response she experienced from the look on his face.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He dragged the sling from over his head and tossed it aside. He braced a hand on the bed to lean over her and rested his injured hand just above the briefs. His touch trailed downward over her mound to the inside of her thigh. Her fingers gripped the bedspread as titillating arousal nestled between her legs and settled like a feverish ache inside her. His name came out a choked whisper.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“How bad do you want that shower?” he asked as he shucked his t-shirt.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>As her gaze swept the width of his chest and shoulders, the hair on his chest and the narrow line that disappeared beneath his jeans. Her mouth grew dry at the dark masculine beauty of him, and she swallowed. “Not at all compared to how bad I want you inside me.” She dragged the thermal shirt over her head baring her breasts.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Quinn’s eyes focused on them, and she ached to have his hands on her again, there—all over.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He popped the button on his jeans and peeled down the zipper. “Protection?”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Regan scrambled to reach the nightstand drawer and grabbed an unopened box of condoms. Her fingers were clumsy as she ripped the flap off and tore loose the first packet. Her breath left her on a sigh as he lowered his mouth to the sensitive spot just below her navel, then lower. He twisted his fingers in the ribbon thin elastic of her underwear and drew it down. His mouth found the inside of her thigh. An electric frisson of sensation arrowed deep, and she gasped, her hips undulating in response.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He murmured her name. “I’m not going to last long, lass.”</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>“Neither am I.” She tore open the condom wrapper.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He plucked the condom free and sheathed himself. He leaned over her, and she drew him down. His body molded to hers. Every brush of his bare skin against hers acted as a caress. The touch and taste of his lips, a deeper kiss than any she’d ever shared. He thrust into her and her body rose to embrace him.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She followed the hollow of his spine, the rounded, muscular curve of his buttocks with her fingers and captured his rhythm as though she’d done so a thousand times before.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The intent expression on his face, the aching tenderness of his touch, seemed familiar, yet new. The act of making love with him was like reliving a memory and experiencing something fresh, sweet and so profound she wanted to weep at the rightness of it.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>The slow thrust and drag of his movements triggered a permeating pleasure that built and built. She nipped his shoulder, then ran her tongue over the spot, tasting the salty texture of his skin. Quinn shuddered and murmured her name, his movements growing harder more intense. She climaxed, the sensation sweeping up and over her with such strength she cried out.</b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b>She opened her eyes to look into Quinn’s face above her. A mixture of tenderness and satisfaction laced the smile that played about his lips. With the echo of his release nestled deep inside her, nothing had ever seemed more right.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>I hope you enjoyed learning about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Timeless-Parano... and reading the excerpt.</b><br /><br /><b>If you know of other books similar to Timeless or ones that follow that same theme, I'd love to hear about them. </b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Read on,</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Teresa Reasor </b></div><b> </b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>
July 14, 2013
To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship
I recently finished the second half of my trilogy of short stories for To Capture A Highlander's Heart. THE COURTSHIP ended up being a novella just a few words shy of 20,000 words. It will be out in a few weeks. But I wanted to share the cover for the story, and the blurb, and give you a small excerpt to wet your appetite.
THE BLURB:
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But Grace holds a secret about her past that may stand in the way of their happiness.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Gabriel Campbell desires Grace with a passion just as fierce as his loyalty to the Campbell Clan, but she wants marriage and he’s not ready to lay down his sword to raise babies. Gabriel can’t reject Grace’s love and hurt the woman who’s penetrated his defenses, but neither can he dishonor her with less than a commitment.</div><style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style>--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">Can trust end their doubts and seal their love?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">AN EXCERPT: </div><div class="MsoNormal">(THIS IS AN UNEDITED PREVIEW)<br /> <style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;">His features relaxed. He sat on the stone hearth and rubbed a hand over his beard-covered jaw. His knuckles were red and swollen from the fight earlier. His hair, still wet, hung against his cheeks. Mud splattered his boots and the knees of his trews. Yet, he made no move to see to his own needs.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />A wave of tenderness drove Grace to retrieve the washbowl from the small table, and returning to the fireplace, she poured some of the hot water from the pot on the hearth into it. “Come sit at the table and put your hands into the water, Gabriel. ‘Twill ease the soreness and the swelling.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />His gaze wove its way from her bare feet, over her calves then upward. With every inch, her breath caught and her mouth grew dry. A sweet ache blossomed in the secret parts of her body. He rose to his feet and the feeling increased. By the time he reached the table, her body clamored for his touch. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />His fingers brushed the hem of the shirt she wore. Her knee tingled at the closeness of his fingers though he never made contact. It took all her control to remain motionless though the desire to be closer threatened to overwhelm her.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />“You are a sweet sight, Grace. A temptation t’ me.” Gabriel’s voice was soft and husky. “‘Twould be best for us both should you dress while I am thus distracted.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />Warmth surged into her face and she nodded. She limped to the bed and found her shift. What would it be like to have a man, with so kind a nature, share her body? She saw the glow on Lady Mary’s face when Lord Alexander was near. Their public expressions of affection were few, but she had observed the way his hand lingered at her waist when they walked together. How he cupped her shoulder when he rested his arm on the back of her chair. In his conduct, his love for her was there for all to see. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />‘<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Tis that and more I want. But how can I get it? And what is it they share that brings such a light to their eyes?</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />Grace drew the shirt up over her head and dropped it upon the bed. She glanced over her shoulder. Gabriel would not dishonor her by looking, but the tense set of his shoulders told her he wanted to.<br />She smiled. How would she feel if he saw her like this?<br /><br />Warmth flooded her body and the intimate taunting need he inspired intensified. Such new and wondrous feelings set her hands to shaking and made them clumsy as she slipped her shift on over her head, then her kirtle. Her skin felt tight, the fabric rough against it. When she tugged her surcoat into place she, for the first time, realized how restricting clothing could be.<br /><br />I hope you enjoyed this excerpt!! I'll keep you posted on the release of TO CAPTURE THE HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. Coming in the next few weeks.<br /><br /><br />TERESA REASOR </div><div class="MsoNormal"></div>
THE BLURB:
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But Grace holds a secret about her past that may stand in the way of their happiness.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Gabriel Campbell desires Grace with a passion just as fierce as his loyalty to the Campbell Clan, but she wants marriage and he’s not ready to lay down his sword to raise babies. Gabriel can’t reject Grace’s love and hurt the woman who’s penetrated his defenses, but neither can he dishonor her with less than a commitment.</div><style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style>--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">Can trust end their doubts and seal their love?</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">AN EXCERPT: </div><div class="MsoNormal">(THIS IS AN UNEDITED PREVIEW)<br /> <style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;">His features relaxed. He sat on the stone hearth and rubbed a hand over his beard-covered jaw. His knuckles were red and swollen from the fight earlier. His hair, still wet, hung against his cheeks. Mud splattered his boots and the knees of his trews. Yet, he made no move to see to his own needs.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />A wave of tenderness drove Grace to retrieve the washbowl from the small table, and returning to the fireplace, she poured some of the hot water from the pot on the hearth into it. “Come sit at the table and put your hands into the water, Gabriel. ‘Twill ease the soreness and the swelling.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />His gaze wove its way from her bare feet, over her calves then upward. With every inch, her breath caught and her mouth grew dry. A sweet ache blossomed in the secret parts of her body. He rose to his feet and the feeling increased. By the time he reached the table, her body clamored for his touch. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />His fingers brushed the hem of the shirt she wore. Her knee tingled at the closeness of his fingers though he never made contact. It took all her control to remain motionless though the desire to be closer threatened to overwhelm her.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />“You are a sweet sight, Grace. A temptation t’ me.” Gabriel’s voice was soft and husky. “‘Twould be best for us both should you dress while I am thus distracted.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />Warmth surged into her face and she nodded. She limped to the bed and found her shift. What would it be like to have a man, with so kind a nature, share her body? She saw the glow on Lady Mary’s face when Lord Alexander was near. Their public expressions of affection were few, but she had observed the way his hand lingered at her waist when they walked together. How he cupped her shoulder when he rested his arm on the back of her chair. In his conduct, his love for her was there for all to see. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />‘<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Tis that and more I want. But how can I get it? And what is it they share that brings such a light to their eyes?</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .5in;"><br />Grace drew the shirt up over her head and dropped it upon the bed. She glanced over her shoulder. Gabriel would not dishonor her by looking, but the tense set of his shoulders told her he wanted to.<br />She smiled. How would she feel if he saw her like this?<br /><br />Warmth flooded her body and the intimate taunting need he inspired intensified. Such new and wondrous feelings set her hands to shaking and made them clumsy as she slipped her shift on over her head, then her kirtle. Her skin felt tight, the fabric rough against it. When she tugged her surcoat into place she, for the first time, realized how restricting clothing could be.<br /><br />I hope you enjoyed this excerpt!! I'll keep you posted on the release of TO CAPTURE THE HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. Coming in the next few weeks.<br /><br /><br />TERESA REASOR </div><div class="MsoNormal"></div>
May 29, 2013
Where did STEAMPUNK come from?
Steampunk is a genre inspired by a mixture of the real industrialization of Victorian and Edwardian England and the science fiction literature penned during the period.
Authors such as Jules Verne, H.G. Wells, Edgar Rice Burroughs, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle are all considered influences of the genre. Ask anyone who has written a Steampunk story and they'll admit to having read some or all of these authors. I have.
AN AUTOMATED DEATH
The term Steampunk came about in the 1980's Until that time, the genre was called cyberpunk or just Victorian Fantasy. Writer K.W. Jeter was given credit for the Steampunk moniker. It was an apt description because of the steam powered engines developed during the Victorian Era and the manipulation that writers of the 1980's through today use to hype the history to include more and more fanciful inventions that pushed the genre.
Because the stories written during the real Era were so imaginative and built around that grain of truth that all good stories have to make it realistic, the television industry jumped on the band wagon and developed television dramas and movies of almost each and every story.
I think I've seen every film version of H. G. Wells's The Time Machine. The one with Rod Taylor is still my favorite though Time After Time with Malcolm McDowell and Mary Steenburgen had the interesting twist of having H.G. following Jack the Ripper into year 1979.
The Invisible Man was published in 1897. A combination of horror and science fiction that hasn't lost its appeal even today. The first movie I saw of The Invisible Man was the with Claude Rains and Gloria Stewart. The last one I saw was the remake with Kevin Bacon and Elizabeth Shue titled Hollow Man but did you know there was an invisible Man series with David McCallum and a couple of others too. And even one titled Memoirs of the Invisible Man. Can you even imagine Daryl Hannah playing in such a corny movie but what else could you expect from Chevy Chase.
War of the Worlds saw three incarnations on film. The first movie was with Gene Berry and Anne Robinson. Which, despite not having all the special effects the Tom Cruise movie did, is still my favorite. And the series that came from the book starred Adrien Paul from Highlander fame.
Maybe the reason these earlier versions are my favorites are because they rooted inside my impressionable young mind and encouraged my own flights of imagination.
How many versions have we all seen of Frankenstein--a book pinned my Mary Shelley in 1818.
I feel Shelley has never been given nearly as much credit as she deserves since the book fell squarely into the Victorian Science Fiction genre and explored the use of electricity to reanimate the body. She was way ahead of her time. I've probably seen all of Boris Carloff's renditions of the creature. Then there's Robert De Niro's attempt. One with Parker Posey. And how could any of us forget Young Frankenstein with Gene Wilder.
Dracula written by Bram Stoker fell within the Sci/fi horror genre too. The book was written in 1897. There was a second story title Dracula's Guest that followed. And Edgar Allen Poe's poetry and stories were published around the same time.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle began publishing his Sherlock Holmes stories in 1887. Over the years I've watched several series and movies inspired by his character. The first movie I saw was with Basil Rathbone. Then there was the series with Jeremy Brett. And there's a new series starring Benedict Cumberbatch.I loved the movies with Robert Downy Jr. Sherlock Holmes and Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. I enjoyed the Robert Downy movies as much as I did reading the stories. And they were perhaps the only movies I've ever seen Jude Law in that I've liked him. What made these movies so good were the totally Steampunk additions of unusual machines and inventions that helped the characters survive as well as the fight sequences that mirrored the genre too.And lets not forget the new series titled Elementary with Johnny Miller and Lucy Liu. I love the series and the Holmes character is as tormented as Conan Doyle's Holmes character was, but it lacks the unusual technology a Steampunk series would need.
Which leads us directly to The Wild Wild West. The original series was filmed between 1965-1969. It was a kind of Wild West James Bond and had the unusual technology like the Bond movies to live up to the hype. (Where did you think the ideas for James Bond's tech came from?) And Robert Conrad and Ross Martin were a wonderful duo. It was a real shame that Martin had a heart attack and missed completely the fourth year of the series. James West and Artemus Gordon the characters were perfect Steampunk characters. So when the movie Wild Wild West staring Will Smith and Kevin Kline came out, I wondered how they would top the original. It was fun and entertaining and had some of the elements of Steampunk the original series had in it, but it wasn't the series.
Jules Verne's Journey To The Center Of the Earth has been revered as the hallmark of a Steampunk story and was published in 1874. It explores civilizations and their mores, explores new worlds or an unusual setting, and though it has very little technology involved, it does open the imagination to all sorts of possibilities and has inspired a number of movies. The first in 1959 with James Mason and Pat Boone. Then there's the one with Brendan Frasier. There was another one titled Return to the Center of the Earth with Guy Pierce as well.
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea followed the same premise. An unusual environment, a civilization with it's own rules and ideas of morality. The movie made in 1954 starred Kirk Douglas and James Mason and was filmed by the Disney studios.
Edgar Rice Burroughs penned his John Carter's Adventures on Mars and created his jungle hero Tarzan of the Apes during the time Jules Verne was writing about disappearing into the center of the earth. Again a new environment, new creatures, a new morality.
And though John Carter has only found success lately starring Taylor Kitsch, Tarzan was serialized on television in a series of movies that spanned 60 years or longer. The last Tarzan Movie made was a cartoon in 2002. Pretty good for a series that was begun in 1912.
So, the elements of Steampunk are Unusual Environments, Unusual Mechanized Technology, and An Unusual Civilization with its own morality. But the genre encompasses a wealth of imagination as well. And in fact the Steampunk Genre has inspired a movement that embraces an unusual wardrobe, unusual inventions, jewelry and much more than I can list in this blog since it's already grown longer than it needs to be.
I hope I've given you some food for thought and a great list of books you'd like to read.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
Authors such as Jules Verne, H.G. Wells, Edgar Rice Burroughs, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle are all considered influences of the genre. Ask anyone who has written a Steampunk story and they'll admit to having read some or all of these authors. I have.
AN AUTOMATED DEATHThe term Steampunk came about in the 1980's Until that time, the genre was called cyberpunk or just Victorian Fantasy. Writer K.W. Jeter was given credit for the Steampunk moniker. It was an apt description because of the steam powered engines developed during the Victorian Era and the manipulation that writers of the 1980's through today use to hype the history to include more and more fanciful inventions that pushed the genre.
Because the stories written during the real Era were so imaginative and built around that grain of truth that all good stories have to make it realistic, the television industry jumped on the band wagon and developed television dramas and movies of almost each and every story.
I think I've seen every film version of H. G. Wells's The Time Machine. The one with Rod Taylor is still my favorite though Time After Time with Malcolm McDowell and Mary Steenburgen had the interesting twist of having H.G. following Jack the Ripper into year 1979.
The Invisible Man was published in 1897. A combination of horror and science fiction that hasn't lost its appeal even today. The first movie I saw of The Invisible Man was the with Claude Rains and Gloria Stewart. The last one I saw was the remake with Kevin Bacon and Elizabeth Shue titled Hollow Man but did you know there was an invisible Man series with David McCallum and a couple of others too. And even one titled Memoirs of the Invisible Man. Can you even imagine Daryl Hannah playing in such a corny movie but what else could you expect from Chevy Chase.
War of the Worlds saw three incarnations on film. The first movie was with Gene Berry and Anne Robinson. Which, despite not having all the special effects the Tom Cruise movie did, is still my favorite. And the series that came from the book starred Adrien Paul from Highlander fame.
Maybe the reason these earlier versions are my favorites are because they rooted inside my impressionable young mind and encouraged my own flights of imagination.
How many versions have we all seen of Frankenstein--a book pinned my Mary Shelley in 1818.
I feel Shelley has never been given nearly as much credit as she deserves since the book fell squarely into the Victorian Science Fiction genre and explored the use of electricity to reanimate the body. She was way ahead of her time. I've probably seen all of Boris Carloff's renditions of the creature. Then there's Robert De Niro's attempt. One with Parker Posey. And how could any of us forget Young Frankenstein with Gene Wilder.
Dracula written by Bram Stoker fell within the Sci/fi horror genre too. The book was written in 1897. There was a second story title Dracula's Guest that followed. And Edgar Allen Poe's poetry and stories were published around the same time.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle began publishing his Sherlock Holmes stories in 1887. Over the years I've watched several series and movies inspired by his character. The first movie I saw was with Basil Rathbone. Then there was the series with Jeremy Brett. And there's a new series starring Benedict Cumberbatch.I loved the movies with Robert Downy Jr. Sherlock Holmes and Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. I enjoyed the Robert Downy movies as much as I did reading the stories. And they were perhaps the only movies I've ever seen Jude Law in that I've liked him. What made these movies so good were the totally Steampunk additions of unusual machines and inventions that helped the characters survive as well as the fight sequences that mirrored the genre too.And lets not forget the new series titled Elementary with Johnny Miller and Lucy Liu. I love the series and the Holmes character is as tormented as Conan Doyle's Holmes character was, but it lacks the unusual technology a Steampunk series would need.
Which leads us directly to The Wild Wild West. The original series was filmed between 1965-1969. It was a kind of Wild West James Bond and had the unusual technology like the Bond movies to live up to the hype. (Where did you think the ideas for James Bond's tech came from?) And Robert Conrad and Ross Martin were a wonderful duo. It was a real shame that Martin had a heart attack and missed completely the fourth year of the series. James West and Artemus Gordon the characters were perfect Steampunk characters. So when the movie Wild Wild West staring Will Smith and Kevin Kline came out, I wondered how they would top the original. It was fun and entertaining and had some of the elements of Steampunk the original series had in it, but it wasn't the series.
Jules Verne's Journey To The Center Of the Earth has been revered as the hallmark of a Steampunk story and was published in 1874. It explores civilizations and their mores, explores new worlds or an unusual setting, and though it has very little technology involved, it does open the imagination to all sorts of possibilities and has inspired a number of movies. The first in 1959 with James Mason and Pat Boone. Then there's the one with Brendan Frasier. There was another one titled Return to the Center of the Earth with Guy Pierce as well.
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea followed the same premise. An unusual environment, a civilization with it's own rules and ideas of morality. The movie made in 1954 starred Kirk Douglas and James Mason and was filmed by the Disney studios.
Edgar Rice Burroughs penned his John Carter's Adventures on Mars and created his jungle hero Tarzan of the Apes during the time Jules Verne was writing about disappearing into the center of the earth. Again a new environment, new creatures, a new morality.
And though John Carter has only found success lately starring Taylor Kitsch, Tarzan was serialized on television in a series of movies that spanned 60 years or longer. The last Tarzan Movie made was a cartoon in 2002. Pretty good for a series that was begun in 1912.
So, the elements of Steampunk are Unusual Environments, Unusual Mechanized Technology, and An Unusual Civilization with its own morality. But the genre encompasses a wealth of imagination as well. And in fact the Steampunk Genre has inspired a movement that embraces an unusual wardrobe, unusual inventions, jewelry and much more than I can list in this blog since it's already grown longer than it needs to be.
I hope I've given you some food for thought and a great list of books you'd like to read.
Read on,Teresa Reasor
May 14, 2013
A Regency Serial Killer
When I started writing Captive Hearts in 2005 I had it in my head I wanted to try something different in my book than the Regency Romances I had read. Most of the Regencies I'd read at that period were light fare. Drawing room dramas with romantic conflicts that though entertaining were not dark. I wanted to write a DARK Regency.With touches of humor here and there.
I wracked my brain for several days trying to figure out what kind of story line I could do that would satisfy my suspenseful craving. And decided I needed a serial killer.
I had just read several books on Jack the Ripper. One of the best I've read to date is titled THE COMPLETE JACK THE RIPPER CASEBOOK BY DONALD RUMBLELOW Rumblelow is a retired Scotland Yard Detective and I was fascinated by his book. It goes into depth how the lower class lived during that period, what London was like, and of course the murders there in White chapel. (It is not available on kindle but is in print and well worth the read.)
Though the Jack the Ripper killings happened in the Victorian Era instead of the Regency I thought--what if I create the first Regency serial killer. Thus Jamie was born.
Jamie loves to love the ladies---to death. And he has a propensity for being very brutal about it.
His mother was a prostitute. She was thrown out of her parent's home when she became pregnant and had to take up the profession to feed herself and her child. Then took to drink to assuage the pain of her circumstances.
Jamie is a product of that environment and already has a brutal attitude toward women, but what encourages his addiction is his father's influence. Garret Drake comes into his life when he's twenty. Jamie's mother has long since died and he has lived on the street for most of his life and done whatever he had to do to survive. But Jamie has something special that helps him feed his dark cravings. He has charm and has inherited his father's handsome bearing and intense green eyes.
Drake is the man who got Jamie's mother pregnant, then disappeared. And he does have moments of regret about that. But instead of taking Jamie off the streets, and attempting to control him, Drake encourages his son's brutality and attempts to use it to his benefit. He is both revolted and fascinated by Jamie. Instead of writing the scenes in which Jamie is at his worst or his best, which ever your perspective may be, I wrote them from Drake's point of view.Which added a small interesting twist to the whole relationship, or at least I think so.
How would a real father feel about watching his son murder? But we're not talking about a normal father, but one who has climbed the social ladder as a business man and been accepted into some of societies most powerful people's homes. He has his finger in several businesses ventures tied to the upper class, but he wants MORE. He craves the excitement of the underworld his son lives in and he wants to harness it for his own advantage.
But Jamie is still his son. And in his own dark twisted way, Drake does care about him.
It will be up to you, the reader, to tell me if I did their relationship justice. And which of them is the worst or the best villain--amongst all the other villains in the book. And there are several.
I hope you'll give Captive Hearts a try so you can tell me.
Read On,
Teresa Reasor
I wracked my brain for several days trying to figure out what kind of story line I could do that would satisfy my suspenseful craving. And decided I needed a serial killer.
I had just read several books on Jack the Ripper. One of the best I've read to date is titled THE COMPLETE JACK THE RIPPER CASEBOOK BY DONALD RUMBLELOW Rumblelow is a retired Scotland Yard Detective and I was fascinated by his book. It goes into depth how the lower class lived during that period, what London was like, and of course the murders there in White chapel. (It is not available on kindle but is in print and well worth the read.)
Though the Jack the Ripper killings happened in the Victorian Era instead of the Regency I thought--what if I create the first Regency serial killer. Thus Jamie was born.
Jamie loves to love the ladies---to death. And he has a propensity for being very brutal about it.
His mother was a prostitute. She was thrown out of her parent's home when she became pregnant and had to take up the profession to feed herself and her child. Then took to drink to assuage the pain of her circumstances.
Jamie is a product of that environment and already has a brutal attitude toward women, but what encourages his addiction is his father's influence. Garret Drake comes into his life when he's twenty. Jamie's mother has long since died and he has lived on the street for most of his life and done whatever he had to do to survive. But Jamie has something special that helps him feed his dark cravings. He has charm and has inherited his father's handsome bearing and intense green eyes.
Drake is the man who got Jamie's mother pregnant, then disappeared. And he does have moments of regret about that. But instead of taking Jamie off the streets, and attempting to control him, Drake encourages his son's brutality and attempts to use it to his benefit. He is both revolted and fascinated by Jamie. Instead of writing the scenes in which Jamie is at his worst or his best, which ever your perspective may be, I wrote them from Drake's point of view.Which added a small interesting twist to the whole relationship, or at least I think so.
How would a real father feel about watching his son murder? But we're not talking about a normal father, but one who has climbed the social ladder as a business man and been accepted into some of societies most powerful people's homes. He has his finger in several businesses ventures tied to the upper class, but he wants MORE. He craves the excitement of the underworld his son lives in and he wants to harness it for his own advantage.
But Jamie is still his son. And in his own dark twisted way, Drake does care about him.
It will be up to you, the reader, to tell me if I did their relationship justice. And which of them is the worst or the best villain--amongst all the other villains in the book. And there are several.
I hope you'll give Captive Hearts a try so you can tell me.
Read On,
Teresa Reasor
May 1, 2013
THERE'S A WHOLE LOT A SHAKIN' GOING ON AND A FREE READ!
I've been very, very busy this month. I did a 1000 and 1000 challenge with Kerry Nelson of writing 1000 words a day and reading 1000 words a day. The reading part is never a challenge. I read over 1000 words every day anyway. But the writing 1000 words is a little more work. By the end of the month, I had done 21,500 words. I had broken the 32,000 word mark on my latest SEAL book and I've written 4500 words on the next short story in my To Capture A Highlander's Heart short story series. So I'm closer to 25,000 total.
I'm determined to break that 1000 words a day thing though. So, that is going to be my goal for the month. Write at least 35,000 words for the month.
I'm on the down hill slide of finishing my 10th year with Eastern Kentucky University. I teach Art Appreciation at one of the satellite colleges here in Kentucky.
Next, I have just re-released my Scottish Historical Romance HIGHLAND MOONLIGHT. If you haven't read it here's the blurb:
<!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Times; panose-1:2 0 5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style>--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Seduced and shamed by Alexander Campbell, the warrior to whom she is betrothed, Lady Mary Mac Lachlan flees to the Campbell stronghold of Castle Lorne and demands sanctuary from Alexander's father. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Though Alexander seduced Mary for her own protection and his men's, his actions have greater repercussions than expected. His betrayal destroys Mary's trust and his belief in himself as a man of honor. Determined to heal the breach, and claim Mary--who now carries his heir--as his wife, he follows her to Lorne and finds himself brought before a council of arbitration on charges of rape. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When Collin Mac Lachlan, Mary's father tries to coerce her into testifying against Alexander, Mary refuses. But when violence threatens to break out between their clans, Mary is forced to wed him to fulfill their betrothal agreement and save him from the executioner. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Amid the hostilities between their clans and the wounds inflicted on her heart, can Mary find the love and happiness she's always craved or will she discover she's been chasing a dream as illusive as Highland Moonlight?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I'm so thrilled with the cover and the book. It was amazing revisiting the story and revamping the dialogue. I'm very proud of it. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Next project will be to complete the edits for my book Captive Hearts. I got the rights back for it as well and I'm doing rewrites, edits, and have a brand new cover for it. I think my cover artist Tracy Stewart from <a href="http://www.simplybookish.com/"&g... BOOKISH</a> has done a fantastic job!!! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">SO HERE'S THE COVER REVEAL FOR CAPTIVE HEARTS !!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJHMaVl1Z4w..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJHMaVl1Z4w..." width="213" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">AND THE BLURB: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style>--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">Bent on seeing her family's murderers caught, Lady Katherine Leighton strikes a bargain with Captain Matthew Hamilton. They will wed just long enough for her to shed her uncle's hampering control and pursue the investigation her uncle refuses <br />to undertake. <br /><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Betrayed by one woman, Matthew doesn't trust the English beauty who offers him freedom from prison in exchange for wedding vows, but knowing it is his only escape, he agrees to the arrangement. From the moment their lips meet to seal the vows, a passion ignites between them they are eager to ignore. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">When the savage highwaymen who killed her family come after Katherine, Matthew feels honor bound to keep her safe. But Katherine wants more than his honorable intentions. She wants his love…And she’s willing to fight to get it. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div> CAPTIVE HEARTS WILL BE RELEASED LATER THIS MONTH!!!<br /><br />ALSO <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART : THE BEGINNING</b></a> HAS GONE FREE ON AMAZON, BARNES AND NOBLE, KOBO, APPLE, SMASHWORDS. SO BE SURE TO GET YOUR FREE DOWNLOAD. THE SECOND SHORT STORY IN THE SERIES IS LONGER AND ALSO HOTTER. IT WILL BE TITLED: <b>TO CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. </b> I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED WHEN IT'S BEING RELEASED.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQQDrnlA-us..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQQDrnlA-us..." width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART : THE BEGINNING</b></a> HAS GONE FREE ON AMAZON, BARNES AND NOBLE, KOBO, APPLE, SMASHWORDS. SO BE SURE TO GET YOUR FREE DOWNLOAD. THE SECOND SHORT STORY IN THE SERIES IS LONGER AND ALSO HOTTER. IT WILL BE TITLED: <b>TO CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. </b> I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED WHEN IT'S BEING RELEASED. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Here's the blurb for <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning:</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Tired of loving Gabriel Campbell from afar, shy lady’s maid, Grace MacNab announces her interest by showing him what she has to offer—her heart. <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Taken unaware, Gabriel dismisses her feelings as a temporary infatuation. <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Can Grace make him see the woman she is—and win his love? Or will he hold on to past perceptions and deny the passion between them.<br />(This is a short story of 3066 words)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4wHJwm5D4s..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4wHJwm5D4s..." width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My Paranormal Steampunk Story <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Automated-Steam... AUTOMATED DEATH </a>is available for 99 cents at Amazon. So check it out. It's 14000 words. And a very unusual story. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">HERE'S THE BLURB: After his wife’s death, clockmaker Alan Cartwright focuses all his energy on his work and his eight-year-old son, Brenton. Father and son bond by building a lifelike automaton, designed to resemble Brenton in looks and talent: The boy is an extraordinary artist. Before the automaton is finished, Brenton is run over and killed by a carriage driven by Sir William Tyndale, a decorated soldier and knight who lost his own wife and son during service in India. The accident leads to strange occurrences and an unholy obsession. <br /><br />The automaton comes to life, communicating with Alan through written messages and drawings of the past and the future. Alan is convinced Brenton’s spirit possesses the machine and refuses to sell it. Sir Tyndale sees the likeness of his own dead son in the device and is determined to have it by any means. <br /><br />Driven by grief and fatherly love, the two men are set on a collision course with the soul of a young boy trapped between them, and Brenton's reasons for possessing the automaton a mystery to them both.<br /><br /><b>This book has two endings, one dark, one light. Which makes it even more unusual.</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGRpNKq1tSo..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGRpNKq1tSo..." width="211" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And don't forget about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Timeless-Parano... </a> my paranormal romantic Suspense set in Scotland. </div><div style="text-align: center;">IT'S 139,000 WORDS FOR $2.99. A real bargain.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Here's the blurb: </div><div class="content"><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; z-index: 1;"><div id="postBodyPS">Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.<br /><br />Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?<br /><br />Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.</div></div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">I thought I'd start releasing small excerpts of my NEXT Navy SEAL book <b>BREAKING AWAY</b> next month. And see what you think. </div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;"></div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">Read On,</div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">Teresa J. Reasor </div></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/null" name="purchase"></a> <br /><hr class="bucketDivider" noshade="true" size="1" />
I'm determined to break that 1000 words a day thing though. So, that is going to be my goal for the month. Write at least 35,000 words for the month.
I'm on the down hill slide of finishing my 10th year with Eastern Kentucky University. I teach Art Appreciation at one of the satellite colleges here in Kentucky.
Next, I have just re-released my Scottish Historical Romance HIGHLAND MOONLIGHT. If you haven't read it here's the blurb:
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His betrayal destroys Mary's trust and his belief in himself as a man of honor. Determined to heal the breach, and claim Mary--who now carries his heir--as his wife, he follows her to Lorne and finds himself brought before a council of arbitration on charges of rape. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When Collin Mac Lachlan, Mary's father tries to coerce her into testifying against Alexander, Mary refuses. But when violence threatens to break out between their clans, Mary is forced to wed him to fulfill their betrothal agreement and save him from the executioner. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Amid the hostilities between their clans and the wounds inflicted on her heart, can Mary find the love and happiness she's always craved or will she discover she's been chasing a dream as illusive as Highland Moonlight?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I'm so thrilled with the cover and the book. It was amazing revisiting the story and revamping the dialogue. I'm very proud of it. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Next project will be to complete the edits for my book Captive Hearts. I got the rights back for it as well and I'm doing rewrites, edits, and have a brand new cover for it. I think my cover artist Tracy Stewart from <a href="http://www.simplybookish.com/"&g... BOOKISH</a> has done a fantastic job!!! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">SO HERE'S THE COVER REVEAL FOR CAPTIVE HEARTS !!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJHMaVl1Z4w..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJHMaVl1Z4w..." width="213" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">AND THE BLURB: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style>--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">Bent on seeing her family's murderers caught, Lady Katherine Leighton strikes a bargain with Captain Matthew Hamilton. They will wed just long enough for her to shed her uncle's hampering control and pursue the investigation her uncle refuses <br />to undertake. <br /><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Betrayed by one woman, Matthew doesn't trust the English beauty who offers him freedom from prison in exchange for wedding vows, but knowing it is his only escape, he agrees to the arrangement. From the moment their lips meet to seal the vows, a passion ignites between them they are eager to ignore. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">When the savage highwaymen who killed her family come after Katherine, Matthew feels honor bound to keep her safe. But Katherine wants more than his honorable intentions. She wants his love…And she’s willing to fight to get it. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div> CAPTIVE HEARTS WILL BE RELEASED LATER THIS MONTH!!!<br /><br />ALSO <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART : THE BEGINNING</b></a> HAS GONE FREE ON AMAZON, BARNES AND NOBLE, KOBO, APPLE, SMASHWORDS. SO BE SURE TO GET YOUR FREE DOWNLOAD. THE SECOND SHORT STORY IN THE SERIES IS LONGER AND ALSO HOTTER. IT WILL BE TITLED: <b>TO CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. </b> I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED WHEN IT'S BEING RELEASED.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQQDrnlA-us..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQQDrnlA-us..." width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART : THE BEGINNING</b></a> HAS GONE FREE ON AMAZON, BARNES AND NOBLE, KOBO, APPLE, SMASHWORDS. SO BE SURE TO GET YOUR FREE DOWNLOAD. THE SECOND SHORT STORY IN THE SERIES IS LONGER AND ALSO HOTTER. IT WILL BE TITLED: <b>TO CAPTURE A HIGHLANDER'S HEART: THE COURTSHIP. </b> I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED WHEN IT'S BEING RELEASED. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Here's the blurb for <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Capture-Highlan... Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning:</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Tired of loving Gabriel Campbell from afar, shy lady’s maid, Grace MacNab announces her interest by showing him what she has to offer—her heart. <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Taken unaware, Gabriel dismisses her feelings as a temporary infatuation. <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Can Grace make him see the woman she is—and win his love? Or will he hold on to past perceptions and deny the passion between them.<br />(This is a short story of 3066 words)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4wHJwm5D4s..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4wHJwm5D4s..." width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My Paranormal Steampunk Story <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Automated-Steam... AUTOMATED DEATH </a>is available for 99 cents at Amazon. So check it out. It's 14000 words. And a very unusual story. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">HERE'S THE BLURB: After his wife’s death, clockmaker Alan Cartwright focuses all his energy on his work and his eight-year-old son, Brenton. Father and son bond by building a lifelike automaton, designed to resemble Brenton in looks and talent: The boy is an extraordinary artist. Before the automaton is finished, Brenton is run over and killed by a carriage driven by Sir William Tyndale, a decorated soldier and knight who lost his own wife and son during service in India. The accident leads to strange occurrences and an unholy obsession. <br /><br />The automaton comes to life, communicating with Alan through written messages and drawings of the past and the future. Alan is convinced Brenton’s spirit possesses the machine and refuses to sell it. Sir Tyndale sees the likeness of his own dead son in the device and is determined to have it by any means. <br /><br />Driven by grief and fatherly love, the two men are set on a collision course with the soul of a young boy trapped between them, and Brenton's reasons for possessing the automaton a mystery to them both.<br /><br /><b>This book has two endings, one dark, one light. Which makes it even more unusual.</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGRpNKq1tSo..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGRpNKq1tSo..." width="211" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And don't forget about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Timeless-Parano... </a> my paranormal romantic Suspense set in Scotland. </div><div style="text-align: center;">IT'S 139,000 WORDS FOR $2.99. A real bargain.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Here's the blurb: </div><div class="content"><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; z-index: 1;"><div id="postBodyPS">Archaeology student, Regan Stanhope, lands the chance of a lifetime when she’s chosen to work on a summer dig in Loch Maree, Scotland. The ancient monoliths hidden beneath the loch are the most important discovery since Stonehenge. And for seven hundred years, they have been waiting—for her.<br /><br />Saturation diver Quinn Douglas is contracted to recover some of the megaliths from the loch’s bottom. The job will breathe life into the struggling salvage business he and his brothers are building. But from the moment he arrives, Quinn is plagued by dreams and feelings from a past he did not live. Or did he?<br /><br />Regan and Quinn are drawn to each other as they research the monoliths and the reason behind their shared visions. But both sense something mystical at work, delving into their minds, manipulating their emotions. And when they finally discover the monoliths’ extraordinary secret, they know they must seal them away from those who are desperate to unlock their power. Even if it means remaining caught in a timeless struggle between the past and present forever.</div></div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">I thought I'd start releasing small excerpts of my NEXT Navy SEAL book <b>BREAKING AWAY</b> next month. And see what you think. </div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;"></div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">Read On,</div><div id="outer_postBodyPS" style="height: auto; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; z-index: 1;">Teresa J. 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April 15, 2013
Highland Moonlight : The Author's Cut /Cover Reveal
In 2007, I accepted my first contract with The Wild Rose Press and my Scottish Medieval Romance, HIGHLAND MOONLIGHT was released. I've recently gotten the rights back to Moonlight and done revisions, rewrites, and updated the cover. I'm calling it The Author's Cut because it's a new version of the book.
In honor of it's pending release, I'm revealing the cover. My BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS, EXCELLENT NEW COVER!! Done by my wonderful cover artist, Tracy Stewart (Yes that's a Scottish Name which is very appropriate.) She is the owner of a one stop shopping, everything you could need for your book company called Simply Bookish,
And also Tracy was able to find a picture of the castle I wrote about, dreamed about, and studied while I wrote the book and we have put it on the cover. The castle is Kilchurn Castle in Scotland, now a ruin but in the day.... It is located in Argyll and Bute, Scotland.
It was actually constructed in 1450 (a little more than a 100 years after my story) by Sir Colin Campbell and at one time had a defended curtain wall. There are times when the castle is actually surrounded by water when the loch rises and the only access is by boat. And for a time the land access was cut off completely when the Scottish government deemed it too dangerous to walk over the railroad tracks to reach the castle, leaving the loch the only way to reach it. They have built a viaduct restoring land access to the castle now.
But as always when I speak of Scotland I digress....
So here it is, The New Cover for HIGHLAND MOONLIGHT!!
I'll be sending out updates as to the date of release!!!
Read on,
Teresa Reasor
In honor of it's pending release, I'm revealing the cover. My BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS, EXCELLENT NEW COVER!! Done by my wonderful cover artist, Tracy Stewart (Yes that's a Scottish Name which is very appropriate.) She is the owner of a one stop shopping, everything you could need for your book company called Simply Bookish,
And also Tracy was able to find a picture of the castle I wrote about, dreamed about, and studied while I wrote the book and we have put it on the cover. The castle is Kilchurn Castle in Scotland, now a ruin but in the day.... It is located in Argyll and Bute, Scotland.
It was actually constructed in 1450 (a little more than a 100 years after my story) by Sir Colin Campbell and at one time had a defended curtain wall. There are times when the castle is actually surrounded by water when the loch rises and the only access is by boat. And for a time the land access was cut off completely when the Scottish government deemed it too dangerous to walk over the railroad tracks to reach the castle, leaving the loch the only way to reach it. They have built a viaduct restoring land access to the castle now.
But as always when I speak of Scotland I digress....
So here it is, The New Cover for HIGHLAND MOONLIGHT!!
I'll be sending out updates as to the date of release!!!
Read on,
Teresa Reasor
April 2, 2013
To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning is FREE!!!
This week I published my Scottish medieval short story, To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning. It is a spin off story tied to Highland Moonlight my first published book,which will soon be rereleased with a new cover, new line edits, and rewrites.
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning is the first story of a trilogy tied to Highland Moonlight. The next one will be To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship-- already in the works. And the third story will be To Capture A Highlander's heart: The Wedding Night.
I set the short story for Free on Smashwords. And it's available at Barnes and Noble and Amazon. It's available at KOBO and Apple as well. All Free.
I hope you'll check it out.
Read on,
Teresa J. Reasor
To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning
This week I published my Scottish medieval short story, To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning. It is a spin off story tied to Highland Moonlight my first published book,which will soon be rereleased with a new cover, new line edits, and rewrites.
To Capture a Highlander's Heart: The Beginning is the first story of a trilogy tied to Highland Moonlight. The next one will be To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship-- already in the works. And the third story will be To Capture A Highlander's heart: The Wedding.
I set the short story for Free on Smashwords. And it's available at Barnes and Noble and Amazon for 99cents. It will be available at other venues soon as well.
I hope you'll check it out.
Read on,
Teresa J. Reasor
