My Favorite Book? 2018 #MFRWAuthor 52-week Blog Challenge

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The #MFRWAuthor 52-week Blog Challenge is back for 2018, and this week’s question is what is the “Favorite thing I’ve written, and why”. Yikes, asking an author this question is like asking a parent which is your favorite child.

Tova #bookqw graphicThat isn’t to say that we authors don’t have favorites among our book babies. For instance, Tova’s Dragon really is my favorite of all the novellas I’ve written. That story was a gift from the muse that came to me in the middle of the night. Luckily, I had the good sense to crawl out of bed, go into the living room, grab a pencil and yellow pad, and write it down. There’s no trusting middle-of-the-night memory!

As for my three historical novels, each one is special in one way or the other.

Rogue's Hostage thumbnailRogue’s Hostage starts in Western Pennsylvania where I grew up, and ends in old Quebec, a favorite destination I traveled to with my DH. It’s also my first historical romance novel, the one that wouldn’t leave me until I’d finally sold it. It took me three years to research and write the book, and nine years to sell it. But Jacques and Mara just would not let me rest until their book saw the light of day!

Lady Elinor thumbnailLady Elinor’s Escape, my sweet Regency romance, is special because I fell in love with the Regency subgenre, but hadn’t thought I could summon the voice. When I discovered that I could do so, I happily wrote a reverse Cinderella story set in one of my favorite cities in the whole world: London. In 2003, and again in 2015, I had the opportunity to visit London and see some of the places where Lady Elinor and her hero Stephen Chaplin lived and loved. I’m hoping to add some sequels to Elinor and Stephen’s story, though when I’ll find the time, I do not know!

Lily and the Gambler coverMy Western romance, Lily and the Gambler, also holds a special place in my heart because the idea came to me when my husband and I traveled to California’s Gold Country. I fell in love with the area around Grass Valley, which has a large Cornish population. Back in the 1850’s, Cornish miners were brought in to work the gold mines, which were deep vein mining, meaning they had to tunnel under ground. The Cornish had lots of experience tunneling down to mine tin, and the mines were played out. My Cornish heroine was born, as was the carefree gambler who tries to steal her heart.

I participated in the blog challenge sporadically last year, and I make no promises that I will manage 52 weekly Friday blogs this year. If things go as planned, there will be weeks I’m off traveling, and I know there will be weeks when I’m simply to busy to squeeze in another blog. All I can say is I’ll do my best in the challenge as I make the jump from 2017 to 2018.

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Happy New Year to all!

Linda McLaughlin / Lyndi Lamont

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Lily and the Gambler by @LyndiLamont #HappyHolidays #WesternRomance

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Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my Western Romance, Lily and the Gambler, for the #HappyHolidays author exchange.

Lily and the Gambler is set in the autumn in California Gold Country, specifically Grass Valley, 1868. My husband and I visited the area some years ago and I fell in love with it. Grass Valley was especially interesting to me because of the large Cornish population in the 19th century. This area had deep gold veins that couldn’t be panned. Cornish miners were encouraged to come because of their experience in the tin mines of Cornwall, which were petering out. To this day, the Cornish pasty is a local treat, and the city still celebrates a Cornish Christmas.

Lily and the Gambler coverLily & the Gambler
By Linda McLaughlin
Sensual Western Historical Romance

Blurb:

Respectability is in the eye of the beholder. Or so Lily hopes when she assumes the guise of a widow. After her lover’s death, she and travels to California where she plans to marry a respectable mine owner. Then she meets King Callaway, a professional gambler.

After meeting Lily, King knows he has found his Queen of Hearts. But can he convince her to pass up a wealthy gentleman for a foot-loose card sharp? Only Lady Luck knows for sure…

(Previously published in a shortened version by Amber Quill Press)

Available at Amazon Kindle, BN/Nook, Kobo and Smashwords.

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Excerpt:

At last he pulled the buggy off the road at a small clearing by the stream. He set the break and jumped out to help her from the conveyance. As usual, he held her a little too closely, only this time he didn’t let go when her feet touched the ground.

She stared up into his eyes. “King?”

“I can’t get over how lovely you are,” he said, his voice husky.

“You’re quite good-looking yourself.” She reached up to stroke his cheek, still smooth from his morning shave. Her heart was beating faster than usual. Would he try to kiss her?

He turned his head and pressed a kiss into her palm. He drew her closer and lowered his head. Just then she heard the noise of another horse and drew back.

“Anyone could see us. I have to be careful of my reputation.”

He cursed under his breath, grabbed the picnic basket and a blanket from the buggy and led the way through the woods to a more secluded spot by the stream. “Is this better?”

She peered back the way they had come, but couldn’t see the road. “Yes.” Though she knew it was never safe to be alone with this man, she went willingly. She must have lost her senses.

He spread the blanket on the ground and put the basket down before reaching for her. “Now where were we?”

She smiled. “I think you were about to kiss me.”

“So I was.” He pulled her to him, one arm around her waist and the other hand cupping her head. His lips were warm and searching, demanding she respond in kind. She sighed into the kiss. Goodness, she’d forgotten how blissful the act could be. She wrapped her arms around his waist and gave herself up to the kiss, delighting in the sensations coursing through her. How was she going to resist this man?

At last, he pulled his mouth away with a groan. “I want you, Lily, more than you realize.”

“I know,” she whispered, stepping away to stare at the water in the creek rippling below. “But I’m not ready for more than kisses.” She spoke the lie, knowing he needed no encouragement to take her right there. She wanted him, too, wanted to feel his skin against her own, feel his weight on her, the pleasure he could give her. But she was afraid. Afraid of losing control, of being caught in wanton behavior, of being ostracized from society. He’d made her no promises and his advances promised only ruination. “You want marriage,” he said.

She turned to look at him, not sure whether she should be angry or disappointed. “Ideally, yes. I need some assurances. What are your intentions, sir? Do you think to seduce me once and abandon me?”

He stepped nearer and ran a finger down the side of her face and neck. A shiver passed through her. “I doubt once would be enough.”

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Hope you’re having a good holiday season so far.

Linda