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Magic Carpet Ride
Dorcas Carrothers is a shy, sweet rug designer from Minneapolis's placid Linden Hills.
Angus Alexandre MacLachlan MacQuirter is a gorgeous, goofy writer from Quebec, half French, half Scottish.
Dressed in a kilt for a publicity photo, Angus rescues Dorcas when her car slides into un ravin horrible on the Cabot Trail in the Cape Breton Highlands.
Woozy from her accident, romance novel reader Dorcas thinks she's gone through a time-space warp back into medieval Scotland, for Angus is a fantasy, nay, a dream come A genuine cinnamon-haired Scottish barbarian in living color and fully kilted.
"Are you going to ravish me?" Dorcas gasped, totally befuddled.
He blinked. Then his mouth quirked into a grin. "A charming idea..." Ayoille! Laissez le bon temps rouler!
Angus Alexandre MacLachlan MacQuirter is a gorgeous, goofy writer from Quebec, half French, half Scottish.
Dressed in a kilt for a publicity photo, Angus rescues Dorcas when her car slides into un ravin horrible on the Cabot Trail in the Cape Breton Highlands.
Woozy from her accident, romance novel reader Dorcas thinks she's gone through a time-space warp back into medieval Scotland, for Angus is a fantasy, nay, a dream come A genuine cinnamon-haired Scottish barbarian in living color and fully kilted.
"Are you going to ravish me?" Dorcas gasped, totally befuddled.
He blinked. Then his mouth quirked into a grin. "A charming idea..." Ayoille! Laissez le bon temps rouler!
240 pages, Paperback
First published January 31, 2005
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July 21, 2012
That WAS a magic carpet ride. In the sense that, having never before read a romance novel, I was constantly howling with laughter and looking for someone to report my findings to.
I only read it because I saw a reference to the TARDIS on page 12, I noticed some cool French words here and there, and I had nothing else on hand. Those are the highlights.
Otherwise, this book is chock full of such things as: cat fantasies (those are where sex noises trigger the cat in the story to reflect on her own pleasurable mating experiences, in case you thought that sounded weird), lots of references to Angus's sexy chest pelt (from which she would like to lick drops of sweat), and a romance novel within a romance novel, in case you weren't getting enough sexy times to fulfill your needs.
In sum: Relatively inexperienced, fantasy/daydream-rich 29-year-old woman meets wealthy 31-year-old French/Scottish writer, with a close-knit but still warm and accepting family, who plays the bouzouki, has a cat and loves animals, has marriage and kids on his mind, and sports a protective alpha male streak/desire to castrate any man in her past who's hurt her without being overly aggressive in general, plus an apparent guiding principle to put his lover's happiness above everything else. I don't understand how you can write a book with all that and still fail to make it attractive to me as anything other than a laugh riot.
I only read it because I saw a reference to the TARDIS on page 12, I noticed some cool French words here and there, and I had nothing else on hand. Those are the highlights.
Otherwise, this book is chock full of such things as: cat fantasies (those are where sex noises trigger the cat in the story to reflect on her own pleasurable mating experiences, in case you thought that sounded weird), lots of references to Angus's sexy chest pelt (from which she would like to lick drops of sweat), and a romance novel within a romance novel, in case you weren't getting enough sexy times to fulfill your needs.
In sum: Relatively inexperienced, fantasy/daydream-rich 29-year-old woman meets wealthy 31-year-old French/Scottish writer, with a close-knit but still warm and accepting family, who plays the bouzouki, has a cat and loves animals, has marriage and kids on his mind, and sports a protective alpha male streak/desire to castrate any man in her past who's hurt her without being overly aggressive in general, plus an apparent guiding principle to put his lover's happiness above everything else. I don't understand how you can write a book with all that and still fail to make it attractive to me as anything other than a laugh riot.
November 16, 2007
Product Description (from Amazon.com)
Dorcas Carrothers is a shy, sweet rug designer from Minneapolis's placid Linden Hills.
Angus Alexandre MacLachlan MacQuirter is a gorgeous, goofy writer from Quebec, half French, half Scottish.
Dressed in a kilt for a publicity photo, Angus rescues Dorcas when her car slides into un ravin horrible on the Cabot Trail in the Cape Breton Highlands.
Woozy from her accident, romance novel reader Dorcas thinks she's gone through a time-space warp back into medieval Scotland, for Angus is a fantasy, nay, a dream come true: A genuine cinnamon-haired Scottish barbarian in living color and fully kilted.
"Are you going to ravish me?" Dorcas gasped, totally befuddled.
He blinked. Then his mouth quirked into a grin. "A charming idea..."
Ayoille! Laissez le bon temps rouler!
About the Author
Audrey McClellan is a Minneapolis author who has been active in the Twin Cities Celtic community for twenty years. She is past president of the Twin Cities Branch of the Royal Scottish Country Dance Society, co-founder and past president of the St. Piran's Cornish Society, and past vice president of the St. David's Welsh Society. She has studied the Gaelic language and with husband Mike has traveled widely in Scotland. Audrey lives in south Minneapolis with Mike, a cat, a canary and six goldfish. She is a librarian in the Minneapolis Public Library system.
Dorcas Carrothers is a shy, sweet rug designer from Minneapolis's placid Linden Hills.
Angus Alexandre MacLachlan MacQuirter is a gorgeous, goofy writer from Quebec, half French, half Scottish.
Dressed in a kilt for a publicity photo, Angus rescues Dorcas when her car slides into un ravin horrible on the Cabot Trail in the Cape Breton Highlands.
Woozy from her accident, romance novel reader Dorcas thinks she's gone through a time-space warp back into medieval Scotland, for Angus is a fantasy, nay, a dream come true: A genuine cinnamon-haired Scottish barbarian in living color and fully kilted.
"Are you going to ravish me?" Dorcas gasped, totally befuddled.
He blinked. Then his mouth quirked into a grin. "A charming idea..."
Ayoille! Laissez le bon temps rouler!
About the Author
Audrey McClellan is a Minneapolis author who has been active in the Twin Cities Celtic community for twenty years. She is past president of the Twin Cities Branch of the Royal Scottish Country Dance Society, co-founder and past president of the St. Piran's Cornish Society, and past vice president of the St. David's Welsh Society. She has studied the Gaelic language and with husband Mike has traveled widely in Scotland. Audrey lives in south Minneapolis with Mike, a cat, a canary and six goldfish. She is a librarian in the Minneapolis Public Library system.
June 14, 2015
Magic Carpet Ride
I loved Audrey McClellan's books, so after reading her trilogy, I wanted to read all her books. This book, I felt was difficult, because of all the French language written into it. I do not care for movies with subtitles in it either. The story of Angus and Dorcus was a sweet romance and I did enjoy that. However, if you like sweetness and sex scenes, there is plenty of that........ It is not a book that I would read again. Sorry Audrey, I do love your other books and give them 5 stars.
I loved Audrey McClellan's books, so after reading her trilogy, I wanted to read all her books. This book, I felt was difficult, because of all the French language written into it. I do not care for movies with subtitles in it either. The story of Angus and Dorcus was a sweet romance and I did enjoy that. However, if you like sweetness and sex scenes, there is plenty of that........ It is not a book that I would read again. Sorry Audrey, I do love your other books and give them 5 stars.
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