Descriptions for heat levels in book list

------holding hands, perhaps a gentle kiss
♥♥ ---- more kisses but no tongue-- no foreplay
♥♥♥ ---kissing, tongue, caressing, foreplay & pillow talk
♥♥♥♥ --all of above, full sexual experience including climax
♥♥♥♥♥ -all of above including coarser language and sex more frequent

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

a giveaway

 image from Stencil
It occurred to me that I've never done a giveaway attached to my blogs. Because they can be fun for writers and readers, I am going to do one this week from this blog. Because my recently published book, Red Hawk Christmas, has a Christmas aspect, and the one I am writing now also does, if you want to be entered, comment below as to what is your favorite Christmas tradition.

Because this is a first, for a blog that routinely doesn't get many comments (okay, often none lol), I plan to keep the entry open a full week until the 22nd, when the next excerpt comes along. I will then draw one tradition-- randomly, as how can any Christmas tradition be better than another. 

The winner will get a $25 Amazon gift certificate. I will be notifying that winner here on the 22nd; so be sure and come back to see if it's you, as you will need to email me the email you use at Amazon to get your credit. I've won credits before and they can be used right away or held for something big.

The following snippet is from the book I am writing, which should be out early in December-- I hope (busy times right now). It is set in Tucson, 1905. The heroine has come from Boston to find her daughter. Culture shock, on many levels, is about to hit Frederica. With a Western hero, the novella will get to Christmas, Southwestern style, and be quite a ride along the way for this city gal (no, gal is not something she's ever been called-- before).


    Frederica Jamison Lawrence Windsor descended the steps from her private car to the Tucson platform. Looking around the city, she was unsure what to make of what seemed a foreign environment. This was a week before Christmas. Where was the snow? The Christmas trees? There were some decorations, a few windows with greens, but nothing like the lavish seasonal décor in Boston before she had departed.
    She felt dusty, more than a little wilted from days on the train where even her private car did little to lessen the misery. Would anyone ever fix the tracks out in this godforsaken part of the country? Her sixty-year old back might never recover.
    A porter carried her bags from the car but left them stacked beside her. She looked at him with shock as he walked off. How was she supposed to get them from the platform to her hotel room? She went into the depot to see a bored looking man behind a desk. “I need to get myself and my bags to the Santa Rita Hotel.” He looked at her and yawned. “Naturally, I would pay for the assistance,” she said lifting her receptacle to indicate her source of funds.
    He turned and looked behind him. “George, can you help this lady?”
    A skinny old man looked around the clerk and nodded. “You need a buggy?” he asked.
    “How many blocks would it be?” She knew she looked old. Did she also look incapable of walking a few blocks?
    She saw them both consider. “About five or maybe six,” the skinny man said. He looked at the other man, rubbing his head. “Think it might be seven?”
    “More’n likely.”
    So they didn’t know. She regretted allowing Wilson, her majordomo to remain in El Paso to visit with his family. She had thought the worst of her travel would be over by then.
    “I will need help getting my bags there,” she said thinking neither of the gentlemen looked more capable of carrying them than she was. Perhaps she did need a buggy. Did Tucson even have hacks?
     “May I help you, ma’am?” a deep voice asked from behind her. She turned to see a tall, black-haired man with gray in his hair and mustache. He swept off his hat and smiled. Good Lord, was that a gun on his hip?


Tabor said...

I once had a give away when I had accidentally ordered a double of one of my photos on canvas. Igota few more comments...not as much as I had hoped...but it was fun. Good Luck.

Rain Trueax said...

thank you. I figure if not many comment, then the odds increase that the ones who do will win. I like the idea of favorite traditions for Christmas as a feel good thing. The gift certificates are easy to use and keep or put out whenever a person wants to. Do you have a favorite tradition? I had many way back but these days Christmas often gets by me without much observing of it. The changes of life :)

Patricia Way said...

Just tried to post this and Google said it was an error! So I'll try again. One of my favorite traditions at Christmas time is the Christmas Eve candlelight service at church. It swells my heart and helps reinforce the true meaning of Christmas.

MandT said...

Trace and I lived in Vermont for many years on an old property, whose large rickety farmhouse dated back in part to 1812. In Winter in Vermont was a magical wonderland. Beyond the large expanse of lawns lay fallow and wild land that had once produced fruit orchards and vegetables for the farm family and some for sale in the town of Bennington. These once fertile wild lands were fortified by underground streams of underground water running from the mountains behind to drain in the Wolmsac River. At Christmas we would bundle up, put on mudd'un boots take dog Bodhi and wander into the thickets for pine boughs, and branches of red and orange winter-berry to decorate the house. In the warmth of the livingroom wood stove the winterberries gave off a delicious perfume that reminded me of vanilla. We created hanging bows decorated with dried flowers gleaned through the summer and fall seasons. Our New England Christmas was a Courier and Ives vision come true:

Rain Trueax said...

Beautiful celebration and video, Michael. You two had the truest kind of love story-- one that lasts. Your videos though always make me cry

Kathie Hamilton Baker said...

My FAVORITE Christmas tradition has become going out for nice long drives to see everyone's Beautiful Christmas lights and decorations displayed in their yards and on their houses. Living in the Monterrey bay area gives us many FABULOUS neighborhoods to enjoy. This year I hope our Christmas fun includes seeing our SEVEN Great Grandchildren also.....:-) Merry Christmas to ALL!!!!!!!!! <3

Cath lucie said...

Hi Rain,
My Christmas tradition is the excitement of the children when they wake up on Christmas Day and find their gifts under the Christmas tree.
That touch my heart more than anything
I guess the French and the American traditions are not that different at this time of year.
Bless you

Christine Stagdon said...

My favorite Christmas tradition is on Christmas morning when we sit around the Christmas with just the Christmas tree lights on and one of the children stands in front of the Christmas tree and reads the Night Before Christmas

Anonymous said...

My favorite is when my family comes for our Christmas dinner at 5pm Christmas night after visiting the other side. We relax over dinner and the exchanging of gifts. Soft Christmas music playing in the background. Just a relaxing, kick your shoes off kind of night with plenty of laughter and love. JudyE

Tara Crowley said...

My favorite tradition is putting up the tree. Though my allergies have mandated what I like to call a "handmade" tree, I have a really good looking one. Instead of slogging through a tree farm to find the perfect specimen, I slog through my garage. Unwrapping the ornaments is an exercise in nostalgia and good way to reflect not only on the present year, but many years past. Now that my folks are in their 80s I have become their tree decorator as well. Some of their ornaments date back to my early childhood: the tiny felt elves that attach to the tree with their pipe cleaner bottoms, and the small 🐝 with their gossamer wings.

I love to sit in the dark room by the light of the fire, turn on the tree lights and behold it all.

Rain Trueax said...

I love trees also and would have to also have an artificial one (they look so good these days) for the same reason allergies. To sit in a dark room with the lights is pure joy.

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