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Finding Madelyn
Galen lost her.Somewhere along the journey of their life, which started at such a tender age, he'd lost her.After three years in Europe, fighting a war that wasn't personally his, he came home to fight for what he lost.Madelyn Murphy enjoyed her new life far away from memories of her drunk father, runaway mother, and the love that left her. Until that love sits down in her diner and everything she ran from rushes back to haunt her. With memories of growing up and dreams of growing old together bombarding them, they have to find the truth amid a history of lies and decide if they can even trust each other.
154 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 10, 2012
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About the author
Suzette Vaughn
31 books9 followersI was a stay-at-home-mommy! My son needed his mother but I was going stir crazy. I baked, sewed, cleaned, shopped, and read everything in my house.
In telling my sister everything I'd read, she told me to try romance. I laughed...(trust me this comes back...and back...). The next day I went to a new Mexican restaurant, and next door was a little bookstore with "Romance Books" in big red, black and white letters on the window. I went through their used section and took home ten. A few days later, talking again to my sister, I laughed and told her I could do better than the books I'd read so far. "So, do it!"
I laughed.
Then I thought long and hard about it. Why not? I wrote when I was in school. I enjoyed it. It wasn't half bad.
That book is still in editing.
But I was writing.
I learned a lot with that book and reading other up and coming authors.
Then I hit inspiration. Driving across the Mid-Atlantic states, my mind was wondering. It does that at times. It wandered across what-ifs and possibilities.
I got home and spent three days sitting at my computer typing, skipping sleep, forty-thousand words poured out and Badeaux Knights was born...
And the story goes on--
After editing and cleaning up Badeaux Knights I continued to write, working on concepts that came from anywhere I could get them. I entered a conteset and met many more great author with the thought of getting feedback, alright... fine... publication would be cool but feedback, right.
I received much needed feedback and I met my future publisher. Well I'll get to him.
We started a critique group with around ten romance writers with promise. Watching these fine writers receive rejections from agents or big publishers was painful and so, one decided no more.
"I'm going to start a publishing company." We laughed. He added crime and mystery authors and started putting out books and Second Wind Publishing was born. Then it grew.
And the story goes on--
"I want a bookstore to sale our books in." Again we laughed at him."I want wine in my bookstore." laughed harder.
A year later I sat in a different state than the story started in helping to open a bookstore.
And the story goes on--
In telling my sister everything I'd read, she told me to try romance. I laughed...(trust me this comes back...and back...). The next day I went to a new Mexican restaurant, and next door was a little bookstore with "Romance Books" in big red, black and white letters on the window. I went through their used section and took home ten. A few days later, talking again to my sister, I laughed and told her I could do better than the books I'd read so far. "So, do it!"
I laughed.
Then I thought long and hard about it. Why not? I wrote when I was in school. I enjoyed it. It wasn't half bad.
That book is still in editing.
But I was writing.
I learned a lot with that book and reading other up and coming authors.
Then I hit inspiration. Driving across the Mid-Atlantic states, my mind was wondering. It does that at times. It wandered across what-ifs and possibilities.
I got home and spent three days sitting at my computer typing, skipping sleep, forty-thousand words poured out and Badeaux Knights was born...
And the story goes on--
After editing and cleaning up Badeaux Knights I continued to write, working on concepts that came from anywhere I could get them. I entered a conteset and met many more great author with the thought of getting feedback, alright... fine... publication would be cool but feedback, right.
I received much needed feedback and I met my future publisher. Well I'll get to him.
We started a critique group with around ten romance writers with promise. Watching these fine writers receive rejections from agents or big publishers was painful and so, one decided no more.
"I'm going to start a publishing company." We laughed. He added crime and mystery authors and started putting out books and Second Wind Publishing was born. Then it grew.
And the story goes on--
"I want a bookstore to sale our books in." Again we laughed at him."I want wine in my bookstore." laughed harder.
A year later I sat in a different state than the story started in helping to open a bookstore.
And the story goes on--
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February 15, 2016200pgs, historical, they grew up together, but she had to run from her past. He went to fight a war, and is now sitting in her diner. all her past comes back to haunt her. With memories of growing up and dreams of growing old together bombarding them, they have to find the truth amid a history of lies
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