AuThursday – Anna Hamilton

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I am sixty-two, almost sixty-three.  I was born in Des Moines Iowa and moved from Iowa to Minnesota when I was seventeen, after having lost a child, Eliza, (whose name I use in Boy).  My father, Hugh, was at that time in Wayzata, a suburb of Mpls.  I moved in with him and his new family to try to begin a new life for myself, which did not work as changing only one’s demographics is not enough unless one has made changes within themselves first, which I had not.  It wasn’t until I moved to an area where nothing was familiar to me that I began to quit abusing myself and setting myself up for failure. In 1984/1985 I moved to the Gunflint Trail out of Grand Marais Minnesota. Being truly alone for the first time in my life, and with only myself to lean on, gave me only one option for surviving and that was to jump into life and appreciate all of the simple things it offered, without drugs and influence of any kind.  I became a hard worker, something I also had not known I was capable of. I became a business owner with my sister who later moved to the area for many of the same reasons I had. Together we have owned and operated multiple businesses in the area and have used our business as a platform for mentoring many who are in need of the same push I once needed.  I retired from the restaurant business in 2018 and in 2020 established a nonprofit with my sister called Hamilton Habitat Inc. We are 100% donation funded and our mission is to build “affordable homes” in our sweet little community.  To date, we have built four which are all owner-occupied for which I am proud.  Our end game with our nonprofit will be to build an elder village for folks who are not quite at the point of needing care or full-time care.  A community of elders that based on the building model will allow them to keep an eye on each other if you will.  I am also very anxious to get back to writing and am currently trying to figure out just how to juggle both.

How do you make time to write? 

 I wait for a rainy or snowy day.  I am a workaholic so on these types of days, the weather gives me permission to slow down and be at home, which is my quiet writing space.

Do you believe in writer’s block? 

Sure, I believe in writer’s block though I have not experienced it. I would imagine that it depends on the genre in which you are writing. When I read a story that is so involved and full of detail, holds my attention at every page, I am amazed. I would imagine that these authors suffer from time to time with writer’s block only because their stories are so incredibly extensive.  Since I write only about what I know, it flows faster than I can write.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it. 

I am not familiar with this genre, to be honest.  I wrote Boy purely to heal myself from what had been the saddest period of my life and also to send a message on the importance of being present with the ones that need us the most—our elders.

How are you publishing your recent book and why?

Between the Lines Publishing found me during the recent pandemic.  I was home writing and started putting excerpts of my stories on FaceBook just for fun. The reactions to these stories fueled me to keep sharing more. The publisher had asked if I was interested in publishing any or all of these specific stories, and although I am interested in such an offer, what I really wanted was for Boy to be cleaned and polished, and published. I am forever grateful for the opportunity this woman has given me.

Are you an Introvert or Extrovert?  How does this affect your work? 

I am an introvert, which shocks the people that know me when I say that.  Because I have had businesses over the years that depend on the public, I became a salesperson.  I am good with people on my own turf.  But, take me out of that environment and I am awkward and prefer not to be in a crowd or the center of attention.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

A motivational phrase depends on the subject matter.  If we are referring to writing I would say that:

There is no wrong way if it is your heart that is driving you.  Don’t fake it.  Write what you know and keep writing.  One day something will just feel right no matter what anyone else says.

Boy

by Anna Hamilton

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GENRE: Drama/Family/Sweet Romance/Dementia

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BLURB:

“Boy” is a story about a few weeks in the lives of Hugh and Betty Roberts, an elderly couple living alone on a family farm in Iowa.  They are buried deep in grief over the loss of their only child and struggling to hang on to the only life they have ever known when dementia sneaks in.  An unusual visitor brings a welcome distraction and reprieve just before the Thanksgiving holiday.

Join this couple and other unforgettable characters as they prepare to share in a memorable and much-needed Thanksgiving gathering at the old couple’s farm. What transpires is credited to friendship, love, and the relentless power of hope. Directly or indirectly we are reminded of what really matters on this brief walk we call Life.

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Excerpt 

On both sides of the driveway there were fields of corn, now harvested.  Even in the wind, you could hear the pheasants running through the few stalks that remained.  The distant fence lines stood like loyal soldiers waiting for the day they could come home.  The air smelled wet and of dirt, the smell one becomes addicted to after having lived off the land.

As they walked the long driveway arm in arm, Hugh got a whiff of his childhood.  All around him he smelled the seventy-eight years of his life.  He turned to look at his wife who still clung to the small box and wondered whether she too could smell the years in the wind.

The rain looked like it was still miles away, however, the wind was always strong and present.  In Iowa, the wind is never far away, always sneaking around, reminding you of how pointless it was to comb your hair or wear a cap.

By the time they had reached the mailbox, it had started to sprinkle.  Hugh let go of Betty’s arm long enough to retrieve the mail and shove it inside of his flannel shirt, when a gust of wind swept by them, taking with it the lid from the box.  Across the field and into the next it tumbled, until being captured by the loyal soldiers.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Anna Hamilton (1958- present) was born in Des Moines Iowa. She lives in Northern Minnesota along the Canadian border where she owns and operates a small restaurant in the village of Grand Marais. During the slower winter months, she writes, preferring fiction over non-fiction. “Fiction,” she says, “is much easier to create because you can be on the outside of a story looking in, rather than on the inside, fighting your way out.” Hence her first novel ‘Boy’.

When she is not working or writing, her time is spent mentoring children in need and advocates on behalf of both children and the elderly. She and her sister Sarah are currently working towards building affordable housing for their community. Part of the proceeds from her first novel ‘Boy’ will be dedicated to helping finance that project.

https://www.amazon.com/Anna-Hamilton/e/B0799QDH3W

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https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7436469.Anna_Hamilton

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Saturday Spotlight – You Were Always Home by C. Lymari

You Were Always Home BannerTitle: You Were Always Home

Author: C. Lymari

Genre: Small Town Contemporary Romance

Release Date: November 7, 2019

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CLAUDIA LYMARI You Were Always Home ebook FINAL (1)Blurb: 

Jake

They say People change over time. That might be true, but I’ve had people look down at me not once, but twice. Both times, I dusted off my shoulders and carried on. When my fiancée broke things off with me, it wasn’t her voice that I heard. Instead, it was Juliet Dunnett in my head, her snobby tone telling me why I wasn’t good enough. Now she’s back in town. No husband, no ring, looking sad and lonely as ever. I can’t help but want to help her out. Can I get close to her without falling for her again?

Juliet

Coming back to town when I swore people would watch the dust settle after I left wasn’t as humiliating as I thought it would be. Looking for Jake Carson was another story. We were never friends and I was never his girlfriend, but we had something. Something that wasn’t but still was. I didn’t need a new relationship, but I was alone. All my bridges were burned and who would have thought he of all people would be my hero? Could I be near him without letting sins from our past catch up to us?  

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YWAH Collage (1)Author Bio:

Claudia lives in the Chicagoland suburbs, and when she’s not busy chasing after her adorable little spawn, she’s fighting with the characters in her head. After not being able to keep up with them, she decided enough was enough and wrote her first novel. C. Lymari writes both sweet and dark romances that will give you all the feels. Her other talents include binge-watching shows on Netflix and eating all kinds of chips.

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Saturday Spotlight -Wicked Wager by Beverley Oakley

WW BO BannerWicked Wager

By Beverley Oakley

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Wicked-Wager-800x1200About Wicked Wager:

Can innocence survive the machinations of a malevolent society beauty and a charismatic rake?

Two weeks before her nuptials to her cold, harsh cousin, virtuous Celeste Rosington finds herself in the arms of notorious libertine, Lord Peregrine.

The unexpected encounter is, at first, shocking, but as Peregrine’s charm weaves its magic, becomes a welcome distraction from Celeste’s troubles. Isn’t she already the subject of whispers due to her involvement in the mysterious disappearance of a wealthy plantation magnate? It was a role orchestrated by her demanding husband-to-be in which Celeste had failed spectacularly.

Nevertheless, Celeste has no intention of sacrificing all of her scruples for a man she knows is only toying with her. One kiss from handsome, charismatic Viscount Peregrine will surely be enough to give her the strength to fulfill her marital obligations?

But what if one kiss is not enough?

With her reputation in the balance, Celeste must navigate the treacherous waters of envy, intrigue and deadly secrets, unaware she’s the unwitting pawn in a wicked wager between a ruthless society beauty and delicious, dissolute Lord Peregrine.

Could Peregrine really be a party to such perfidious plans? Will his reckless charm be the final undoing of a young woman once respected for her virtue and piety?

Or will Peregrine discover that true love is more powerful than greed and ambition in time to save Celeste from the terrible fate that otherwise awaits her?

Genre: Georgian Historical Romance

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Excerpt:

The last of the applause drifted away and for a few seconds the shrill cries of the orange sellers held sway. Rising from his ironic bow for the benefit of his companion, Lord Peregrine held back the red velvet curtain that had afforded them privacy so that Xenia could pass through and join the throng of theatregoers descending the sweeping staircase.

He saw that she had fallen into conversation with a club-footed general whose more than interested eye swept appraisingly over Xenia’s abundant assets, and once again Perry felt again the familiar heating of his loins that only Xenia could inspire with a mere incendiary glance.

The contours of her sack-back gown, adorned with a row of bows the length of her stomacher, recalled the more lascivious of those thoughts he’d entertained for the past decade: what it would be like to undress her, layer by layer by layer. He could only imagine how many layers there might be, but the prize would be worth the exquisite torture of restraint. He’d not revealed quite how much her proposition tonight had taken him by surprise, and the fact he’d agreed fuelled him with an odd combination of conflicting sensations: raging lust tempered by the knowledge that he’d just sunk to depths of moral depravity that might make even his uncle squirm in his grave: seduce an innocent on the eve of her nuptials.

Except that Xenia maintained the young woman’s ingenuousness was a ploy. Still, Miss Rosington retained her standing in society as a paragon of virtue. What right had he to assume otherwise, just because it was convenient?

He was diverted by a squeal to his left. Xenia was moving ahead, caught up by the crowd, her head bent to absorb the admiration of her club-footed general. Peregrine meanwhile found himself unable to continue, due to the fact the young woman in front of him had snagged her skirts on what appeared to be a nail or splinter protruding from one of the supporting beams. No one could move until she’d freed herself, and as Peregrine was directly behind her it was incumbent upon him to act the gentlemen and so enable the rest of the pulsing crowd to forge ahead.

‘Please be careful, sir, it’ll tear and it’s the first time I’ve worn it,’ the young woman warned as he took a handful of stiff silk in one hand. ‘It’s my finest.’ She twisted her head round to address him.

As her lips parted, revealing a set of near perfect small white teeth, and her worried blue eyes bored into his, Peregrine felt a jolt of something unidentifiable plummet like a stone to the pit of his stomach. No, further than that, for without a doubt his groin was reacting with something akin to roiling hunger. And, surprisingly, with an intensity that exceeded the dull throb of ten years of wanting Xenia like a frustrated schoolboy.

Close to, Miss Rosington was exquisite, her pale white and rose-blushed skin far more lustrous than when seen from a distance through opera glasses. Her powdered coiffure, dressed to fashionable heights, accentuated high, rounded cheekbones; and with growing excitement he followed the sweep of her graceful neck to a bosom that was rising and falling with surely greater rapidity than fear of what peril her gown might face. He liked to think that was so, as her candid look met his and the connection between them seemed like the sharp tug of some inner cord, forcing him forward, his hand brushing hers, nestled beneath a froth of silken furbelows, as they both reached for the undamaged silk petticoat, now released.

‘No harm done,’ he murmured as she drew herself up, her companion, the black-eyed viscount to whom she was affianced, returning to claim her, drawing her away with the barest of thanks.

All over in a matter of seconds, and at what cost? For while silk skirts and dignity had escaped with minimal damage, Peregrine was the first to concede, as he watched her graceful back with pounding heart and aching groin, that a great deal of harm had indeed been done.

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beverley-eikli-author-pic-copyAbout the Author:

Beverley Oakley is an Australian author who grew up in the African mountain kingdom of Lesotho, married a Norwegian bush pilot she met in Botswana’s Okavango Delta, and started writing historical romances to amuse herself in the 12 countries she’s lived as a ‘trailing spouse’ (in between working as an airborne geophysical survey operator, a teacher of English as a Second Language, and writing for her former newspaper).

Her Scandalous Miss Brightwell series was nominated Best Historical Romance by the Australian Romance Readers Association. She is also the author of the popular Daughters of Sin series, a Regency-era ‘Dynasty-style’ family saga laced with intrigue and espionage.

Under her real name Beverley Eikli, she writes Africa-set romantic suspense and psychological historical romances. The Reluctant Bride won Choc-Lit’s Search for an Australian Star competition and her Regency tale of redemption The Maid of Milan was shortlisted in the Top Ten Reads of 2014 at the UK Festival of Romance.

Beverley lives north of Melbourne (overlooking a fabulous Gothic lunatic asylum) with the same gorgeous Norwegian husband, two daughters and a rambunctious Rhodesian Ridgeback.

You can read more at beverleyoakley.com

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