#MFRWauthor – My Favorite Story

Looking back on all the writing I have accomplished over the years one story sticks out as my favorite. YOU ARE MINE is set in Yellowknife, the capital city of Canada’s Northwest Territories. Yellowknife #1

Yellowknife is approximately 250 miles south of the North Pole.  The trees are dwarfed because of the short summer.

Great Bear Lake is clear and cold and the ruggedness of the landscape is truly Canadian.

My husband had to go there for work at the end of June, so we decided to make a family vacation of it.

We got the last of the blackout drapes for the hotel room, a necessity for southerners, and settled in.

We fished at 10 p.m., we golfed at midnight, did I mention the sun shines except for a few hours at night, and we took a flight over Cameron Falls.

It was the best family vacation and I fell in love with the area and the people. I set a romantic suspense tale there so everyone could experience the wonderful setting.

Blurb

Single mother, Molly Jackson, wants to run the family freight business in the North WestYou are mine cover medium Territories and take care of her daughter and grandfather. When creepy letters start to arrive she knows she has a stalker. Can she protect her loved ones when she’s not sure she can protect herself?

When Gramps ask RCMP officer Brock Kingston to come home, he can’t refuse the man who took him in. Now he has to return home and save the woman who broke his heart.

Will their rekindled love survive when the truth is revealed?

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On sale: Baling Wire Promises by Linda Carroll-Bradd

 Baling Wire Promises, Montana Sky Kindle World, Entertainers of the West #4

Author:  Linda Carroll-Bradd

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What’s a bounty hunter doing escorting a healer and five children through Montana Territory?

Blurb for Bailing Wire Promises:

Healer Fantine Pomeroy and five children, aged five to eleven years, are the only survivors of an orphanage fire. She vows to transport them safely to another orphanage, and then she can return to her music studies. But she soon discovers the task may be more than she can handle.

Bounty hunter Pete Andrews is beaten after delivering his last bounty. Unsure if robbery or retaliation is the motive, he sets out to lay low and make a visit to his brother in Morgan’s Crossing. Unable to leave them on their own, he promises to get the woman and children safely to the next town. When he suspects his old life has followed him and threatens the group who has become dear, he vows to protect them. But will that be enough?

A tragic orphanage leaves healer Fantine Pomery in charge of the five surviving children. She sets out to transport them to another orphanage many miles away but soon discovers the task may be more than she can handle. A victim of retaliation after his last capture, bounty hunter Pete Andrews is headed toward his brother’s shop in Morgan’s Crossing when he comes upon a woman and children. Unable to abandon them, he promises to escort them safely to the next town. When he suspects his old life has followed him and threatens the group who has become dear, he vows to protect them. But will that be enough?

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Excerpt:

As she got closer to the orphanage, she heard panicked screams from the second floor. The awful cries stayed her feet but only for a moment. Spitting sounds came from the roof as the roaring flames consumed the dry cedar shingles. Fantine ran around the side of the building, looking to see if the sisters had gathered near one of the windows and lowered an escape rope made from tied bedsheets. Nothing. No one.

Biting back a cry, she charged up the front steps and reached for the doorknob but the radiant heat kept her from grabbing it. “Sisters, where are you?” She turned toward the town that lay at least a furlong away. No time remained for her to run in that direction. “Help! Fire! The orphanage is on fire!” Through the front window, she saw the staircase was fully engulfed and sobbed at the devastation she witnessed. The fire must have started on the first floor and climbed.

A form sprawled at the edge of the classroom, a book and candlestick lying nearby. Flames ate at the blonde woman’s clothing.

Oh, Sister Philippa. Fantine pressed a hand over her mouth at the horrifying sight.

On the kitchen side of the house, an upstairs window slammed upward. “Fantine! We’re trapped.”

Trapped? What was the sister saying? Fantine scrambled over the porch railing and jumped into the flower beds before running along the wall. “I’m here.”

Coughing, Sister Catherine leaned over the ledge and tossed down a metal box. “Take the records.” With jerky moves, she wrestled a ribbon from around her neck. “And the key.”

Fantine caught the scratched box and set it on the ground, then reached up and snagged the loop of ribbon. Remembering the flaming staircase, she searched her mind for another escape. No outside stairs had ever been built. A big mistake. Her heart lodged in her throat. “No, you must find a way.”

“We’ve tried. Staircase is gone.” Sister Catherine pressed the crook of her arm to her face.

“I saw, but you could tie the sheets together.” Tears burned her eyes. Everything was happening so fast. She couldn’t think straight. She paced, craning her neck to keep Sister Catherine in sight. Smoke surrounded the sister’s head and crept along the wall toward the roof. “Or dangle the children from the window, so I can catch them.” Fantine stopped and held out her arms like a cradle.

“Smoke is too thick. Many already dead.” She glanced toward the room and pulled the neckline of her nightgown over her mouth. “Go to Virginia City…to Sister Lourdes.”

“No, Sister.” Fantine stood, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Hang from the window ledge and drop. Please, save yourself.”

“Promise…take children…to other orphanage.” She bent over in a fit of coughing.

Don’t give up. “All right, I promise to deliver them to safety.” She stretched her arms high, waiting for the sister to reappear, but her vigil was in vain. Long minutes passed.

Finally, the horrible truth sank in. Fantine dropped to the ground, arms wrapped around her middle, and rocked back and forth. Stunned, she could only whisper, “Can’t be happening, can’t be.” They were all gone. The four caring and devoted sisters who’d run the orphanage, and thirteen sweet, lovable children who would never grow to adulthood. “No, no, no.” Tightness gripped her chest and she could barely breathe. Fantine leaned forward and pounded her fists on the ground. Sorrow threatened to flatten her, and she keened, loud and long. When her throat was raw, she staggered to her feet and grabbed the box. The other children, I must see to them. I promised.

Bio:

As a young girl, Linda was often found lying on her bed reading about fascinating characters having exciting adventures in places far away and in other time periods. In later years, she read and then started writing romances and achieved her first publication–a confession story. Married with 4 adult children and 2 granddaughters, Linda writes heartwarming contemporary and historical stories with a touch of humor from her home in the southern California mountains.

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Ethan’s Temporary Fling by Monique DeVere on sale.

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monique book 2QUOTE: “If you love your romance with a dose of humor, this is the book for you. Monique DeVere is a master at tugging at your heartstrings and your funny bone, all at the same time. Highly recommend!” ~ Alicia Dean

Blurb:

He’s so sexy he has the title to prove it!

Super-hunky, weight-loss celebrity Ethan Stone brings out Dr. Karis Van de Burke’s inner bad-girl. To prove it, when Ethan accepts the challenge to persuade the sassy, love-rejected cosmetic surgeon to appear as a guest on his show, she ends up inviting him into her bed for one night of guilty pleasure instead.

Used to women throwing themselves at him boobs first, Ethan knows his way around every female erogenous zone, but the sizzling chemistry he has with Karis blindsides him. Soon he’s convincing her to extend their one-night to another … and another … and…

Karis can’t resist! Yet, if Ethan discovers her secret, he’ll ditch her as fast as her ex-fiancé had – but really, what could go wrong in a one-week tangle-free affair?

Excerpt

Copyright © Monique DeVere 2014

Crystal Swan Publications

All Rights Reserved

Ethan Stone.

The reason his name seemed familiar was that his producers had been hounding her to agree to appear on a segment on his health and weight loss show. They claimed to want the sisters to try to mend their relationship so Andie could have closure.

Karis knew better than to put herself within arm’s reach of her sister.

The doorbell rang.

Karis puffed out a delicious sigh of relief and binned the carton. At eight p.m., it could only mean one thing.

“Thank the Lord—dinner.”

“What did you order?” Her mum’s chastising tone filtered into her ear. “Nothing unhealthy, I hope.”

“It’s usually a surprise. A few times a week my friend from the deli drops by with food. She knows I hardly have time to shop and takes pity on me.”

Karis practically bounded to the front door. She was star-ving. She yanked open the door, ready to devour whatever mouth-watering yumminess was on the other side and nearly dropped the phone.

Her mouth fell open. She blinked, unable to believe her eyes. For sure, something yummy stood before her, but not hers to devour—not that she wouldn’t have equally welcomed dinner in this form. She let her gaze roam down then back up again.

Ethan Stone—he of the title Sexiest Eye Candy To Lust After—towered outside her door. He was tall, far taller than she imagined from his magazine photo. At five-foot-eight—eleven in heels—she looked most men in the eye, but to do the same with Ethan Stone she had to tip her chin six inches.

She must have conjured some kind of freaky fantasy after snagging her own copy of the gossip magazine. Because there was no way Ethan Stone would be standing outside her door at eight-o-five at night in a dinner suit holding a single white rose as he unleashed that incredible smile. Karis glanced behind her to where she’d left the magazine, then back at him.

“Karis Van de Burke?” His deep intonation did something strange to her solar plexus. Made it quiver.

“Darling? Are you still there?” Her mum’s voice was an unwelcome intrusion.

“I’ll call you back, Mum.” She cut the call without taking her eyes off the man in front of her. He was striking, with a straight-edged aquiline nose, chiselled features so even and appealing she couldn’t stop staring. His hair was a lighter brown than his photo depicted, but his eyes … those eyes were just as remarkable. Dark-blue rings surrounded the vivid blue irises, creating a contrast, which added a mysterious air that surely made him stand out in a crowd.

“Yes, I’m Karis Van de Burke.” She cleared her throat. What was up with her voice?

“I’m Ethan Stone.”

“I know who you are.” She tucked the phone behind her back so he wouldn’t notice her slight nervous tremor. “Why are you here?”

He offered her the rose. “I came to proposition you.”

She blinked. The evening sun was still bright and framed him in golden light, making him appear almost dreamlike.

He smiled. Someone should outlaw such a lethal smile. “I’m hoping you’ll let me take you out to dinner, ask you to reconsider my producers’ offer.”

Karis released her grip on the door and took the rose. “I’m sorry to inform you, you’re wasting your time, Mr Stone. As I’ve told your producer—Rob, was it—?”

“Ray.”

“Ray … I’m not interested in becoming a circus act.”

“He relayed your thoughts on the matter. However, I was hoping you’d give me one hour of your time so I can—”

“Try to convince me to let you make a fool of me on national television?” She handed back the rose. “Thanks, but no thank you.”

His fascinating blue eyes flicked to her outstretched hand. He left her hanging.

Choosing that moment, her stomach growled a ravenous reminder.

“You’re hungry, and I’m offering to take you to dinner.” He sniffed the air. “Since I don’t detect the aroma of food, I think I can safely presume you haven’t eaten yet.”

“I was just on my way to pick up something.”

His smile told her he knew she was fibbing. “In that case, will you allow me to join you?”

Arm tiring from its outstretched position, Karis drew the rose back and placed it, along with the phone, onto the side table next to the door.

“So you can talk me into appearing on your show?”

“Because I’m hungry too, and I’d like an opportunity to share my ideas for your sister’s follow-up episode, in the hopes you might consider rethinking your position.”

She couldn’t hold back the wicked smile tugging the corners of her lips, so she bit down on her bottom lip. Any position involving Ethan Stone did deserve some consideration.

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Monique DeVere is a full-time author of Sweet ‘n’ Spicy Romantic Comedy and Contemporary Romance. She also writes Christian Supernatural Suspense movie scripts. She was born on the beautiful island of Barbados, where she grew up on a large plantation with enough wide-open space to let the imagination run free. She moved to the UK as a teen and shortly after met and fell instantly, and irrevocably, in love with her very own strong-silent-type hero. When Monique isn’t writing or spending quality time with her family, she likes to armchair travel to distant and exciting parts of the world and considers herself to have the best job on earth.

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Beading Beat

Today I’m sharing my new design. I started with the earrings and took a with a headpin and picked up a silver bead. The I looped it through the square link separator,20161120_121842-2 twisted it then cut it off. Once I had the four beads in place I attached it to the earring.

Then I decided to make a pair with black beads.

I decided to make three more black square link separators and two more silver link separators. Then I strung black beads with crystal link separators and the square link separators.

I get a different look by wearing the different earrings.

I really like the look.

Beading Beat – Who’s Your Friend Necklace.

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Today I’m sharing my ‘Who’s Your Friend’ necklace.

I made a bracelet for a friend using this design and I really loved it.  I was going to make the same bracelet for me, but I don’t usually wear bracelets so I decided to make me a 20161120_121738necklace instead.

I used the same Turquoise beads.The square beads had an antique copper edge so I decided to use an antique copper clasp. The little owls were so cute and added a whimsical feel to the piece.

Once I was happy with the design, I strung the beads.

Then I made the earrings to match.

Every time I wear this set, I think of my friend and how much fun we had. I can’t wait to see her again.

 

Beading Beat – Blue Necklace

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Blue beaded Necklace.

I decided to combine several techniques into one necklace. I started with making blue   20161003_114615beads out of peyote stitch. I made them piece big enough to wrap around a straw, then I used and eyepin, attached the end bead, put it through the straw, attached another end bead, then made a loop. I cut off the excess eyepin. I made three of these.

 

 

 

 

Then I made the next type of bead by taking a piece of wire, making a loop, stringing it 20161003_114622through a big blue bead then made another loop and cut off the excess wire. I made several of these.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The next problem was how to fasten them together. I used circle hoops and jump rings to  20161003_114606.jpgfinish the piece.

I’m really proud of the way it came out.

What piece of jewelry are you the proudest of?

The Snarkology Halloween Hop

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I love Halloween. Dressing up in a costume then going trick or treating with my sisters, later with my kids. But while I’m walking down the streets, crushing fallen leaves with my feet, the wind howling through the bare branches, my writer’s brain kicks in.

What if there was someone lurking in the shadows?  This is the basis for my book You Are Mine.

Would you know when someone was watching you? How would you react to the feeling?

When we took a family vacation to Yellowknife in the Northwest Territories, we had such a wonderful time. The people were wonderful, the setting was rugged and free and I knew a strong heroine would love living there.

Of course I would need a formidable hero for her.    You are mine cover medium

Here is an excerpt:

A movement by the shed caught her eye and Molly froze. She glanced at the clock on the wall beside the fireplace.

A rush of blood pounded through her temples as she stood. Walking over to the side of the window, she lifted the heavy brocade curtain, making sure she didn’t touch the lacy sheer, not wanting her movements to be revealed to whoever was out there.

The figure of a man leaned against the shed, watching the office. Tightness cinched in her chest, as she held her breath. Could he be the one sending the letters?

She kept her eyes focused on the stranger. He was dressed like a local, with a red and black checked flannel shirt peeking out from under a down-filled vest. His worn jeans and scuffed boots resembled every male living in town, but unlike them he looked lethal.

His face was shadowed beneath a baseball cap, his eyes shielded by dark sunglasses. She couldn’t make out any of his features.

She let the heavy curtain fall back into place and walked over to the fireplace, reached for the rifle over the mantle, checked for shells then crossed the room to the door.

Opening the front door, she kept a firm grip on the rifle at her side as she yelled, “What are you doing here?”

The man shrugged. He took a step toward her. Dread lassoed her throat, cinching it closed.

He stepped out of the shadows into the bright sunlight. A navy duffel bag in his hand. Walking toward her he smiled as he removed the glasses drawing her into two, cool-blue pools. “Long time no see.”

Not nearly long enough. She knew she should be relieved that he wasn’t the stalker, but in some ways he was more dangerous.

Her worst nightmare had become a reality. Brock Kingston had come home.

Blurb:

Single mother, Molly Jackson, wants to run the family freight business in the North West Territories and take care of her daughter and grandfather. When creepy letters start to arrive she knows she has a stalker. Can she protect her loved ones when she’s not sure she can protect herself?

When Gramps ask RCMP officer Brock Kingston to come home, he can’t refuse the man who took him in. Now he has to return home and save the woman who broke his heart.

Will their rekindled love survive when the truth is revealed?

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Lisa de Nikolits interviews Dr. Frances Carroll from THE NEARLY GIRL

Hi Everyone, I’m Lisa de Nikolits and I write crime novels. I also write short stories and some pretty bad poetry. I am here today (and thank you Dear Karen, for having me as a guest!) to talk about my latest novel, The Nearly Girl.TheNearlyGirlCover.jpg

The Nearly Girl is super-hot off the press – in fact the launch is in two days time and if you are in Toronto, we’d love to see you! It’s at The Women’s Art Association of Toronto and it starts at 6.30pm, on the 13th of October and everyone is invited!

I’m going to interview my antagonist today, Dr. Frances Carroll. He’s a psychiatrist and a therapist in The Nearly Girl and he invented his own form of therapy which is called Do The Opposite Thing. And just so you can picture him, Dr. Carroll looks a lot like Paul Giamatti.

LISA: “Hello Dr. Carroll, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to talk to us today.”

CARROLL: *smiles a toothy little grin* “No problem. There’s no shortage of crazy people out there. If I miss the boat on a few, you can be sure there’ll be shiploads of them lining up, so to speak!”

LISA: “Crazy people? That seems, I don’t know, a bit insensitive to the folks out there with mental health issues, don’t you think?”

CARROLL: *leans forward, clasps his hands and looks earnest * “What I think is this. There’s too much political correctness going on, in the fields of psychotherapy, both in terms of terminology and treatment. I say call a spade a spade. Would an ill man go to a doctor if he was well? No, he would not. Therefore why should the doctor couch his diagnosis in cuddly cashmere when the man (or woman, please note, I am never sexist), would prefer to know the truth of the matter? I believe in truth.”

LISA: “I see. I guess there is something refreshing about that. Well, let’s talk about your therapy, it’s called D.T.O.T., which stands for Do The Opposite Thing. Can you tell us about it?”

CARROLL: “Young lady, you should have done your research. Surely you know about it? It’s really boring for me to have to rehash the whole story repeatedly when people are just too lazy to do their jobs.”

LISA: “I do know what D.T.O.T. is. I just thought you might want to explain it to readers in your own words, so it is perfectly clear.”

CARROLL: *stares at the interviewer, takes a deep sigh* “Fine. To start, D.T.O.T. is my invention, my contribution to the field of psychology. I started out, fifteen years ago, as a fan of all the traditional Cognitive Behavioral Therapy programs and I could see that there was some measure of success to be had. But not enough! I started experimenting, slowly of course, with D.T.O.T. which takes C.B.T. to a whole new level.”

LISA: “And you tested it in recognized laboratory environments?”

 CARROLL: *leans back and purses his lips and crosses his arms across his chest* “Correct. I had to prove myself endlessly. I had to plot statistics and medications and field studies and control groups and all that other bumpf that scientists demand, and I am delighted to tell you that D.T.O.T. passed all the tests. It has been greeted as a revolutionary healing technique and the world is a better place for it.”

LISA: “And it cured Amelia?”

CARROLL: *looks thoughtful* “Amelia turned out to be a lot more tricky than I thought. I don’t want to give any of your readers plot spoilers so I am not going say too much but I will say this, she was a wily one and I didn’t see that ending coming.”

LISA: “She beat you at your own game?”

CARROLL:“A ridiculous suggestion! No one beats me! But she did solve what society considers to be a crime, yes, that much is true.”

LISA:” Your book is coming out in a couple of days. How do you feel about that?”

CARROLL: *gives a broad happy smile* “I am utterly delighted! I can’t wait! Say what you will about me but this book is an optimistic one. The ethos is clear throughout: accept yourself with all your flaws, oddities and failings. Where there is doubt, have faith. You see? Do the opposite thing. You are unhappy? Be happy. And I will show you how. It sounds simple and I know life isn’t that easy but if you read the book, you will feel better about your life and even if you don’t, you will have spent a very entertaining few hours enjoying a thrilling story.”

LISA: “You agree it’s thrilling?”

CARROLL: “Of course I do. For the main part, I read scientific treatises on statistics and the like, but this book really grabbed my attention, right from the start. It was really very romantic too, what with the love story between Henry and Megan. I liked them both a lot.”

LISA: “Really? You liked the romance? You surprise me Dr. Carroll! But what about the people who died in the book?”

CARROLL: *flicks a wrist* “Natural attrition. You need to see the bigger picture, young lady.”

LISA: *showing signs of agitation at the conversation* “Dr. Carroll, firstly, people died. And secondly, I am older than you.

CARROLL: “Yes but you are psychologically naïve. Most of the world is psychologically naïve and we should change that! You should change yourself!”

LISA: “I will take your advice into consideration Dr. Carroll, thank you. And thank you very much for taking the time to be with us today. Is there anything you would like to add, before we sign off?”

CARROLL: “Not a thing, just this one thing – may you all D.T.O.T. until the cows come home!”

Short synopsis of the book:

The Nearly Girl is a fast-paced literary thriller about a girl with a rare psychosis. With a poetic genius for a father, a body builder for a mother and a crazy psychiatrist for a therapist, what could possibly go wrong? A novel about an unusual family, expected social norms and the twists and turns of getting it all slightly wrong, the consequences of which prove fatal for some.

Blurb for the book:

“A playful exploration of human oddities, de Nikolits’s latest book asks: What are the consequences when we deviate from the norm? Centred around Amelia, a young woman who only nearly gets things right in life—she catches the wrong bus or shows up on the wrong day—The Nearly Girl features a cast of misfits who are all engaged in various forms of self-improvement. With her mother trying endlessly to improve her body and her tortured genius poet father always awaiting the voice of brilliance to speak to him, Amelia and her family are anything but ordinary. But perhaps the most compelling characters are found in Amelia’s therapy sessions, where hoarders, recluses and claustrophobes alike come together in an enchantingly eccentric group seeking the help of an unorthodox psychotherapist. Yet, we learn from de Nikolits, sometimes self-acceptance is better than change. The story builds with cinematic suspense and surprises, but one thing is for sure: The only crazy thing in this world is trying to be normal.” – Jill Buchner, Canadian Living Magazine

Bio:

Originally from South Africa, Lisa de Nikolits has lived in Canada since 2000. She has a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature and Philosophy and has lived in the U.S.A., Australia lisadenikolits-2and Britain. Lisa lives and writes in Toronto. The Nearly Girl is her sixth novel. Previous works include: The Hungry Mirror (2011 IPPY Awards Gold Medal for Women’s Issues Fiction and long-listed for a ReLit Award); West of Wawa (2012 IPPY Silver Medal Winner for Popular Fiction and a Chatelaine Editor’s Pick); A Glittering Chaos (tied to win the 2014 Silver IPPY for Popular Fiction); The Witchdoctor’s Bones launched in Spring 2014 to literary acclaim. Between The Cracks She Fell  was reviewed by the Quill & Quire, was on the recommended reading lists for Open Book Toronto and 49th Shelf. Between The Cracks She Fell was also reviewed by Canadian Living magazine and called ‘a must-read book of 2015’. Between The Cracks She Fell won a Bronze IPPY Award 2016 for Contemporary Fiction. No Fury Like That is scheduled to be published in 2017 and Rotten Peaches in 2018. All books by Inanna Publications.

Lisa has a short story in Postscripts To Darkness, Volume 6, 2015, and flash fiction and a short story in the debut issue of Maud.Lin House as well as poetry in the Canadian Women Studies Journal (Remembering, 2013, and Water, 2015). Her short stories have also appeared on Lynn Crosbie’s site, Hood and the Jellyfish Review. She has a short story coming out in the anthology PAC’HEAT, a Ms. Pac-Man noir collection and a short story in the Sisters In Crime anthology, November 2016, The Whole She-Bang 3.

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Author website: www.lisadenikolitswriter.com

Twitter: @lisadenikolits

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Beading Beat – Peyote Stitch

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My first attempt at Even-Count Flat Peyote Stitch.

I got all excited about doing a bracelet in Peyote stitch, but I couldn’t get it to going the right way, so I decided to signed up for a course to make earrings. How hard could that be?20160909_153535-1

We started by using large kid’s beads to master the stitch. I had difficulty with turning the work, but finally got it and felt good about the project I decided to do. I was so wrong.

When we picked out the beads, I realized I was in trouble. We use size 11 beads. I could barely see them let alone work with them.

I choose light pink and gunmetal beads.

I picked them up with the needle and threaded them. It took me the rest of the day to get the turn right and get a big enough piece to wrap it around a straw to make a strong cylinder.

Then we threaded a sliver bead onto a silver head the put the head pin through the straw. Thread another silver bead to the end then make a loop and attached it to the earring.

The other ladies progressed on to a second earring, but it was all I could do to get the one earring done. I finished the other earring at home over the weekend.

I love the look of this stitch, but it will take me longer to master than I thought.

What has been the most challenging beaded piece you’ve worked on?

Amy Ruttan interviews Thomas Ashwood from UNWRAPPED BY THE DUKE

Welcome Amy. Please introduce yourself.

Hi Everyone,

I’m Amy Ruttan and I write for Harlequin Medicals. I write contemporary romance, but in a amy-ruttan-bookpast life I wrote erotic romance and hopefully will get time (if the deadlines allow it) to fix them up and re-release them again.

My hero’s sometimes are not the most talkative, but one is quite charming and dashing. He was willing to come back and visit me for a interview. Please kindly welcome one of the premier cardio thoracic surgeons on Harley Street, his grace, The Duke of Weatherstone Thomas Ashwood.

AMY: So glad that you’ve decided to join me again, your grace.

THOMAS: *smiling in that dashing charming way* You know that I love to spend time with you.

AMY: So you’re book is coming out in November 2016. The last time I spoke with you was during revisions in January of 2016.

THOMAS: Yes, this process of publishing can take quite a long time.

AMY: Well, in all fairness, your story is a Christmas story…

THOMAS: Touché. Now, what would you like to know?

AMY: I think I know a lot about you.

THOMAS: *leans forward* Yes, indeed you do.

AMY: I also have a great fondness for Geraldine.

THOMAS: As do I. *winks*

AMY: Do you want to tell the lovely readers about your book coming out in November?

THOMAS: It’s a sexy tale of a gorgeous rake who finds happiness in the arms of a woman his mother would have a thousand fits over.

AMY: Your mother wouldn’t have liked Geraldine? She is a daughter of a lord…

THOMAS: Ahh, but she’s illegitimate.

AMY: This isn’t a historical romance. It’s set in 2016.

THOMAS: My mother still had high aspirations and Geraldine might not have fit the bill, but then again…my mother died when I was young.

AMY: I know. I’m sorry about that.

THOMAS: Plot device. I understand, love.

AMY: What made you decide to be a surgeon?

THOMAS: I wanted to save lives. My father wanted me in politics or possibly as a barrister, but I was fascinated with medicine .Loved the hospitals and the intricate workings of the heart. So delicate, but strong as well. It’s remarkable.

AMY: Why do the ladies call you the Dark Duke?

THOMAS: I’m a bit of rogue. A love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy.

AMY: You were…

THOMAS: Don’t give the plot away!

AMY: It’s a romance …readers know what they get when they read a romance.

THOMAS: I suppose they do. Tell me, why did you choose to become a writer?

AMY: You’re changing the subject off of you.

THOMAS: Well, I don’t know much about you. I do know you like coffee, you stay up late to write …there was a dog I believe that took up a lot of your time when you were writing my story.

AMY: Yes, my puppy. Although she’s a year now. She’s a cockapoo.

THOMAS: Ahh, yes.

AMY: And you’re not wrong about the coffee and the staying up late.

THOMAS: You also like Christmas movies like my beloved. White Christmas is your favourite.

AMY: Indeed. You’re still changing the subject.

THOMAS: Well, I do have to rush off. I mean, I am a surgeon and I do have rounds to make.

AMY: Go then. Everyone will find out about you soon enough.

THOMAS: *grins in that impish way he always does* And they’ll adore me. I know it.

Thomas and Geraldine’s story is coming out in November 2016. It’s my 12th book for Harlequin Medicals and their story is titled UNWRAPPED BY THE DUKE.

An unexpected inheritance…

When Geri Collins learns she’s the daughter of a lord her world changes in an instant. Running from a relationship gone wrong, she seizes the opportunity to help her gravely ill father by running his Harley Street clinic.

If only she didn’t have to deal with the sensual temptation of her new partner—the notorious “Dark Duke”!

Thomas Ashwood unnerves her with every burning look and suggestive word. And as Christmas approaches Geri finds herself contemplating the consequences of a kiss under the mistletoe…

ABOUT AMY:

Born and raised just outside of Toronto, Ontario, Amy fled the big city to settle down with the country boy of her dreams.

After the birth of her second child, Amy was lucky enough to realize her life long dream of becoming a romance author. When she’s not furiously typing away at her computer, she’s a mom to three wonderful children who use her as a personal taxi and chef.

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