Friday, 9 August 2024

Book Review - Thunder on the Moor by Andrea Matthews




Thunder on the Moor
By Andrea Matthews


Publication Date: 30th October 2019
Publisher: Inez M. Foster
Page Length: 430 Pages
Genre: Historical Romance

Maggie Armstrong grew up enchanted by her father’s tales of blood feuds and border raids. In fact, she could have easily fallen for the man portrayed in one particular image in his portrait collection. Yet when her father reveals he was himself an infamous Border reiver, she finds it a bit far-fetched—to say the least—especially when he announces his plans to return to his sixteenth century Scottish home with her in tow.

Suspecting it’s just his way of getting her to accompany him on yet another archaeological dig, Maggie agrees to the expedition, only to find herself transported four hundred and fifty years into the past. Though a bit disoriented at first, she discovers her father’s world to be every bit as exciting as his stories, particularly when she’s introduced to Ian Rutherford, the charming son of a neighboring laird. However, when her uncle announces her betrothal to Ian, Maggie’s twentieth-century sensibilities are outraged. She hardly even knows the man. But a refusal of his affections could ignite a blood feud.

Maggie’s worlds are colliding. Though she’s found the family she always wanted, the sixteenth century is a dangerous place. Betrayal, treachery, and a tragic murder have her questioning whether she should remain or try to make her way back to her own time.

To make matters worse, tensions escalate when she stumbles across Bonnie Will Foster, the dashing young man in her father’s portrait collection, only to learn he is a dreaded Englishman. But could he be the hero she’s always dreamed him to be? Or will his need for revenge against Ian shatter more than her heart?



Maggie has always been enthralled by her father’s storytelling. Tales of the Border reivers came to life when he told them, and they certainly spurred her love of history, while equally fascinating and entertaining her at the same time. What’s more, her father had a picture book of old portraits, and there was one young man in particular who she could definitely imagine herself falling for, should he have lived in the same century as her.

When Edward Foster approaches Robert Armstrong, and tells him that he has finally figured out the problem that has plagued them for the last twenty-five years, Robert is all too eager to make haste and prepare for this journey of a lifetime to come to an end. But he has his daughter to consider. Maggie didn’t even know that Robert had grown up in the 16th century, nor that her ‘uncle’ Eddie had been the one to pull him through time into the 20th century. But Robert finally had the chance to return home, and it wasn’t an opportunity he was about to pass up.

A thrilling adventure through time, Thunder On the Moor, A Time Travel Romance by Andrea Matthews will pull you in and send you tumbling through the pages into the 16th century, from which there is no escape until the final pages have been turned, and the book closed.

Although not truly believing her father’s words at first, Maggie plays along with Robert and Edward when they say that they are going back in time. For, surely, her father and uncle were doing nothing but embellishing the details of a trip to an archaeological dig to convince her to come without a fuss? Everything she thought she knew about her life and the world comes crashing down when a group of Border reivers arrive and treat her father like a long-lost sibling. After her mother died when she was young, Maggie’s only family had been her father, and her uncle Eddie, and out of nowhere, she was suddenly surrounded by relatives. As it turns out, she had always had them - they were just hidden away four hundred and fifty years in the past. Getting used to life in a different century took a back-burner when compared to getting to know all the family members she never knew she had. Maggie’s character is certainly endearing, and she will capture the heart of any reader almost instantly. The characters in this novel have been crafted with such attention to detail, that they all come across as incredibly real in the telling.

There is certainly a conflict of the heart in this novel, and trying to adapt to 16th century ideals while simultaneously figuring out the rules of ‘dating’ is something Maggie truly struggles with. Of course, Ian Rutherford doesn’t know that Maggie is new to the century, and has no reason to wait for her to get used to her new life before attempting to court her. And it’s not as though she doesn’t enjoy the attention. Ian is a good-looking man and one who definitely knows it, and his charm quickly captures Maggie’s attention. But she can’t help herself from noticing a familiar face. William Foster, although from an opposing clan from across the border, is instantly recognisable, for he looks so much like his portrait from her father’s collection. Various events in the novel depict one man as an honest gentleman and the other as a murderous ruffian, but their true identities are only revealed in the final chapters. The layout of this novel, with different viewpoints, entices the reader even more, as the reader has information that Maggie does not have, and Maggie can only work with the information she receives. Plus, Geordie Armstrong would very much like to see a match between Maggie and Ian, and Will is nothing more than a young rogue from the Foster clan across the border. Given that they’re in the 16th century, Maggie doesn’t have much control over the situation. The carefully crafted way this novel has been written, revealing little pieces of information and small truths only when absolutely necessary, has created an enticing story of intrigue and excitement, which is next to impossible to stop reading until the very end, when the realities of each situation reveal themselves in a climatic thrill that will have you reading faster and faster with excitement and curiosity.

There is a clear clash in this novel between the 16th and 20th centuries, for what is normal in one century is certainly not in another, and Maggie finds herself stuck in the middle of what she believes to be right and wrong. The attention to historical accuracy is outstanding, covering even the most minute aspects. Maggie’s inquisitiveness showcases the extensive research put into this book, addressing all her queries and highlighting the divergences from her modern day existence. This book is a testament to the rewards of extensive research, as it combines historical knowledge and expert writing to create an immersive story.

Thunder On the Moor by Andrea Matthews is not just a book you read, but an experience you live. Travel back in time to the 16th century as you delve into this meticulously crafted novel, where a captivating story awaits you from the very first page to the closing sentence. This novel is undoubtedly the start of an amazing series that will easily become a beloved favourite. I highly recommend it.


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Andrea Matthews


Andrea Matthews is the pseudonym for Inez Foster, a historian and librarian who loves to read and write and search around for her roots, genealogical speaking. She has a BA in History and an MLS in Library Science, and enjoys the research almost as much as she does writing the story. In fact, many of her ideas come to her while doing casual research or digging into her family history. She is the author of the Thunder on the Moor series set on the 16th century Anglo-Scottish Border, and the Cross of Ciaran series, where a fifteen hundred year old Celt finds himself in the twentieth century. Andrea also writes historical mysteries under the pen name I. M. Foster. Her series A South Shore Mystery is set in the early 1900s on Long Island. Andrea is a member of the Long Island Romance Writers, and the Historical Novel Society.

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How will it all end?



Breathe for Me
By Donna B. Comeaux


Publication Date: 1st December 2023
Page Length: 480 Pages

At the edge of the raging Colorado River, Robert Jaeger stands ready to end his life. He is in mourning over his dead wife and having a hard time picking up the pieces to care for their four-year-old daughter.

Lilly Radford hasn’t been the same since her baby died. Unable to cope, she drives for days and ends up at the Colorado River and falls in.

Before Robert can execute his heinous act, he is catapulted into rescue mode to save another. In his zealous attempt, he soon realizes this stranger may have saved him.

When he returns to Seattle to face life alone, he is stalked by two inevitable threats. Zachary Butler, a cold and calculated killer, is close on Robert’s heels determined to kill Robert for getting him fired. But the second threat is just as lethal, leaving him to wonder how his heart will survive a second chance at love or the heartbreak sure to follow.

Entangled in a world of selfish ambition, these characters chase something mankind has never been able to capture. Time. And if Robert and Lilly don’t get over their selfishness, they may never experience the beauty lying just below the surface of their pain

… if Zachary Butler has his way.

Amid the anger, madness, darkness, murder, obsession, ambition …

How will it all end?

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Donna B. Comeaux


Born and raised in Texas, Donna resided in the Gulf Coast region until she married and moved to Oklahoma many years ago. Aspirations to write began when she was fourteen, but she didn't pursue her dream until her children left for college. It took her several years thereafter to conform to her newfound freedom and launch her writing career. Donna is now living out her dream. Aside from God and her family, she wouldn't spend her time any other way except in front of a computer screen hammering away at another story. 

Donna writes romantic suspense, literary fiction, Christian devotionals, and is working on a family saga. She's written devotionals and short stories for an online magazine and was often featured as a guest blogger. 

Donna and her husband have been married for 50 years. They have two grown sons, ten grandchildren, and one great-grandchild. They reside in Oklahoma. 

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Thursday, 8 August 2024

A tale of love, loss, and the difficult choices that we are often forced to make, Maria is a powerful reminder that the truth is usually more complicated—and certainly more compelling—than the stories immortalized by Hollywood.



Maria: A Novel of Maria von Trapp
By Michelle Moran


Publication Date: 30th July 2024
Publisher: Dell 
Page Length: 312 Pages
Genre: Historical Biographical Fiction

In the 1950s, Oscar Hammerstein is asked to write the lyrics to a musical based on the life of a woman named Maria von Trapp. He’s intrigued to learn that she was once a novice who hoped to live quietly as an Austrian nun before her abbey sent her away to teach a widowed baron’s sickly child. What should have been a ten-month assignment, however, unexpectedly turned into a marriage proposal. And when the family was forced to flee their home to escape the Nazis, it was Maria who instructed them on how to survive using nothing but the power of their voices.

It’s an inspirational story, to be sure, and as half of the famous Rodgers & Hammerstein duo, Hammerstein knows it has big Broadway potential. Yet much of Maria’s life will have to be reinvented for the stage, and with the horrors of war still fresh in people’s minds, Hammerstein can’t let audiences see just how close the von Trapps came to losing their lives.

But when Maria sees the script that is supposedly based on her life, she becomes so incensed that she sets off to confront Hammerstein in person. Told that he’s busy, she is asked to express her concerns to his secretary, Fran, instead. The pair strike up an unlikely friendship as Maria tells Fran about her life, contradicting much of what will eventually appear in The Sound of Music.

A tale of love, loss, and the difficult choices that we are often forced to make, Maria is a powerful reminder that the truth is usually more complicated—and certainly more compelling—than the stories immortalized by Hollywood.

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Michelle Moran

Michelle Moran is the international bestselling author of seven historical novels. A native of southern California, she attended Pomona College, then earned a Masters Degree from the Claremont Graduate University. During her six years as a public high school teacher she used her summers to travel around the world, and it was her experiences as a volunteer on archaeological digs that inspired her to write historical fiction.

In 2012 Michelle was married in India, inspiring her seventh book, Rebel Queen, which is set in the East. Her hobbies include hiking, traveling, and archaeology. She is also fascinated by archaeogenetics, particularly since her children's heritages are so mixed. But above all these things Michelle is passionate about reading and can often be found with her nose in a good book. A frequent traveler, she currently resides with her husband, son, and daughter in the US. Her books have been translated into more than twenty languages.


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A banished detective. A body drained of blood. Mexico’s vampires are all too human.


Legacy of Evil 
(Artemas Salcido Series Book 1)
By James Peyton


Publication Date: 2nd November 2023
Publisher: Independently Published
Page Length: 356 Pages
Genre: Conspiracy / Crime Thriller

A banished detective. A body drained of blood. Mexico’s vampires are all too human.

After graduating from Harvard, Artemas Salcido is determined to transform Mexico’s justice system and joins the federal police. He begins solving crimes committed by the rich and powerful and is banished to the village of Bustamante.

On a college field trip to Bustamante’s nearby caverns, the daughter of a US senator is brutally murdered.

The FBI, the international media, and a Mexican hit squad tasked with making the problem go away descend on the village. When Mexico’s attorney general tells Artemas his career depends on his cooperation, Artemas realizes his life is at stake.

As other grisly murders occur, Artemas’s investigation uncovers an ancient blood cult connected to a powerful financial cabal that stretches from mediaeval Europe to Mexico's most influential politicians and businessmen. When he disputes his violent colleagues’ bogus solution to the crime, Artemas is marked for death.

Can Artemas’s determination to bring fairness to Mexico’s justice system prevail against the overwhelming power of his government—or will it prove fatal …?

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James Peyton


Award-winning author James Peyton’s intriguing settings and memorable characters in his thrillers come from his years of international work and travel. With the publication of La Buchona, the first three editions of his four-part thriller Artemas Salcido series are now available on Amazon; Legacy of Evil, Terror Crossing, and La Buchona, to be followed by Not For Sale. Peyton’s stand-alone adventure thriller, The Royal Fifth, was released in 2022. James has had five acclaimed books published on Mexican cooking, history, and culture. Peyton's writing reflects a depth of understanding and a unique perspective that sets his work apart.

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Wednesday, 7 August 2024

Can he discover the link before another life is taken, or will murder shake the peaceful South Shore village once again?

 


Murder on Oak Street 
(A South Shore Mystery Book 1)
By I. M. Foster


Publication Date: 31st October 2022
Publisher: I. M. Foster
Page Length: 503 Pages
Genre: Historical Fiction / Historical Mysteries

New York, 1904. After two years as a coroner’s physician for the city of New York, Daniel O'Halleran is more frustrated than ever. What’s the point when the authorities consistently brush aside his findings for the sake of expediency? So when his fiancée leaves him standing at the altar on their wedding day, he takes it as a sign that it's time to move on and eagerly accepts an offer to assist the local coroner in the small Long Island village of Patchogue.

Though the coroner advises him life on Long Island is far more subdued than that of the city, Daniel hasn’t been there a month when the pretty librarian, Kathleen Brissedon, asks him to look into a two-year-old murder case that took place in the city. Oddly enough, the case she’s referring to was the first one he ever worked on, and the verdict never sat right with him.

Eager for the chance to investigate it anew, Daniel agrees to look into it in his spare time, but when a fresh murder occurs in his own backyard, he can’t shake his gut feeling that the two cases are connected. Can he discover the link before another life is taken, or will murder shake the peaceful South Shore village once again?

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I. M. Foster


I. M. Foster is the pen name author Inez Foster uses to write her South Shore Mystery series, set on Edwardian Long Island. Inez also writes historical romances under the pseudonym Andrea Matthews, and has so far published two series in that genre: the Thunder on the Moor series, a time-travel romance set on the 16th century Anglo-Scottish Borders, and the Cross of Ciaran series, which follows the adventures of a fifth century Celt who finds himself in love with a twentieth century archaeologist. 

Inez is a historian and librarian, who love to read and write and search around for her roots, genealogically speaking. She has a BA in History and an MLS in Library Science and enjoys the research almost as much as she does writing the story. In fact, many of her ideas come to her while doing casual research or digging into her family history. Inez is a member of the Long Island Romance Writers, and the Historical Novel Society.

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Tuesday, 6 August 2024

Loosely based on the life of Elizabethan poet Isabella Whitney, this is a compelling tale of a young woman's resilience and determination to challenge the status quo and leave her mark in a world that was not ready for her.




Try Before You Trust: To All Gentlewomen and Other Maids in Love 
By Constance Briones


Publication Date: 10th January 2024 (eBook) / July (paperback)
Publisher: Historium Press
Pages: 286 Pages
Genre: Historical Fiction

What if Taylor Swift found herself penning songs about love in Elizabethan England when women were required to be chaste, obedient, and silent?

Isabella Whitney, an ambitious and daring eighteen-year-old maidservant turned poet, sets out to do just that. Having risked reputation and virtue by allowing her passions for her employer's aristocratic nephew to get the better of her, Isabella Whitney enters the fray of the pamphlet wars, a scurrilous debate on the merits of women.

She's determined to make her mark by becoming the first woman to write a poem defending women in love, highlighting the deceptive practices of the men who woo them. Her journey to publication is fraught with challenges as she navigates through the male-dominated literary world and the harsh realities of life in sixteenth-century London for a single woman.

Loosely based on the life of Elizabethan poet Isabella Whitney, this is a compelling tale of a young woman's resilience and determination to challenge the status quo and leave her mark in a world that was not ready for her.

Excerpt

A sorrowful expression crossed his face. "When I said I loved you, I meant it. I have loved you like no other woman I've known," he uttered with a hint of resentment that I doubted his love for me.

I believed him, but how he could bury his love for me to procure a more comfortable married life with Rose Clavell was unfathomable.

I let go of his arm and opened the door. "Aye, you loved me, Robert. But not enough to weather the tribulations of love."

He averted his gaze and hesitated before leaving. It was as if he wanted to say more in self-defense, but it would have fallen on deaf ears. He walked briskly past me and down the stairs. When I heard the central door shut, I slumped to the floor. I could feel angry tears in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Like the women in Heroides, I, too, had fallen victim to my passion and was forsaken by a man I loved too fast and too soon. But unlike them, I would not break.

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Try Before You Trust: To All Gentlewomen and Other Maids in Love 

Constance Briones


Constance Briones has a Master's in Woman's History, which informs her writing.

She first learned about the subject of her debut historical fiction novel, the sixteenth-century English poet Isabella Whitney, while doing research for her thesis on literacy and women in Tudor England. Isabella Whitney's gusty personality to defy the conventions of her day, both in her thinking and actions, impressed Constance enough to imagine that she would make a very engaging literary heroine.

As a writer, Constance is interested in highlighting the little-known stories of women in history. She is a contributing writer to Historical Times, an online magazine. When not writing, she lends her time as an educational docent for her town's historical society.

She contently lives in Connecticut with her husband and Maine coon sibling cats, Thor and Percy.

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Monday, 5 August 2024

A story of loss, hope and redemption against impossible odds.


When the World Fell Silent
By Donna Jones Alward


Publication Date: 20th July 2024
Publisher: One More Chapter 
Page Length: 380 Pages
Genre: Historical Fiction

1917. Halifax, Nova Scotia.

Nora Crowell wants more than her sister’s life as a wife and mother. As WWI rages across the Atlantic, she becomes a lieutenant in the Canadian Army Nursing Corps. But trouble is looming and it won’t be long before the truth comes to light.

Having lost her beloved husband in the trenches and with no-one else to turn to, Charlotte Campbell now lives with his haughty relations who treat her like the help. It is baby Aileen, the joy and light of her life, who spurs her to dream of a better life.

When tragedy strikes in Halifax Harbour, nothing for these two women will ever be the same again. Their paths will cross in the most unexpected way, trailing both heartbreak and joy in its wake…

Excerpt

The stretcher-bearers brought my next patient. “Unconscious, but she needs stitches.”

I examined the woman, looking for other wounds. Other than a few pieces of glass in her hair that were completely superficial, I saw no cuts or signs of swelling other than two gashes, one on each forearm. Stitching her up while she was unconscious was a blessing. I wondered how she got two such identical wounds. Had she been watching from a window, like so many stories I was hearing?

“When I’m done she’ll have to be moved to a bed.”

“Yes, Nurse.”

I went to work. The wounds were deep and laid to the bone. Swallowing the sudden bile in my mouth, I cleansed the right arm and prepared to suture. I’d put in three stitches when I sensed someone standing behind me. 

“Sorry, I won’t be done for a while,” I said without looking up.

“You’ve a fair hand at suturing.”

I glanced over my shoulder and saw a doctor there, but not one I recognized. “I’m sorry, sir… you are?”

“Captain Neil McLeod,” he said. “I’m a doctor at Aldershot. I’ve come to help.”

“You should report to Major Morris,” I replied, returning to my work. “He’ll assign you.”

“I’ve already seen him. Where did you learn to stitch like that?”

My cheeks heated as I looped and pulled and snipped and started again, falling back into a rhythm. “To be fair, sir, I’ve had a lot of practice this morning.”
“It’s late afternoon, Lieutenant.”

It was so rare that anyone called me by my rank that I startled and dropped my forceps. I stood to retrieve them and swayed on my feet.

His hands gripped my upper arms, steadying me. “When did you last eat? Have something to drink?”

I stepped away from his hands. The weakness and unsteadiness persisted, though I tried not to show it. “It hasn’t been a priority.”

“It is now. You can’t treat patients if you faint, Nurse…” 

“Nursing Sister Nora Crowell,” I replied, steady enough to retrieve the forceps and drop them into disinfecting solution. “Sir.”

“Finish with your patient, then have one of the VADs find you something.”

“I’m fine—”

“That’s an order.”

I bristled. He was a captain in the CAMC and a doctor, but he wasn’t a Camp Hill doctor. Yet he marched in here and started giving orders…

Except he was right, of course. And if he was here, it meant he had come to help because we were overwhelmed. I suspected every hospital and doctor’s office in the city was probably overwhelmed at this point. How many dead and wounded were there? How was it they were still coming?

Once more I pushed aside the thoughts and focused on my suture kit. “Yes, sir,” I replied, threading the needle.

He left then, and I saw him later when I’d finished with the patient and called the stretcher-bearers to take her to a ward. He was at the front of the hospital, triaging patients, sending them this way and that. He looked over his shoulder and caught sight of me, his blond hair now dishevelled and his jaw set. But he lifted an eyebrow at me, as if holding me to my word to get something to eat.

Wooziness threatened again, and I knew I had to obey. Not just because it was orders, but because of the baby. For the first time, my pregnancy was affecting my ability to do my job. The thought sent conflicting emotions crashing through me… consideration for my unborn child, resentment that my life was changing, guilt for harbouring the secret and for not being… better, I suppose. I’d traded the traditional domestic life for a professional one, and because of that I realized I’d felt pressure to be perfect at it. To prove that my choice was worth it and the right path for me. It was a punch to the gut to know that I couldn’t give it my all right now, and that I had no one to blame but myself.

Gram’s voice came through my mind again, as it usually did when I needed shoring up. Nora Margaret Crowell. You listen to me. What’s done is done. You’re ready for this. Now hunker down and get at ’er. People need your help.

I spluttered out a little laugh at the thought of Gram’s no-nonsense wisdom. I was doing the best I could under the circumstances. I found a volunteer—a VAD—and miraculously a cup of tea and a few slices of bread were produced. It wasn’t a meal, but it was enough, and I felt much better afterward.

Except for the hole that seemed to widen in my chest with every passing hour.  Treating patients had kept me from thinking too much, but in between patients worry seeped in. Eventually I would have to go home and find out the fate of my family.

The worst for me were the eye and facial injuries. So many people had gone to their windows to watch what was happening in the harbour that when the explosion happened, glass had embedded in eyes, sliced eyelids… So many people would never see again. As the hours wore on, I found myself blinking a few times to clear my own vision before resuming treatment. Fatigue was setting in, and I needed to fight it. But I also needed a drink of water and to relieve myself, so I took a short break. As I moved through the cluttered hall, I passed a doctor I didn’t recognize—a civilian—working over a patient’s head. I couldn’t see the patient, but I saw the bucket of eyeballs on the floor next to them.

I had seen horrors all day long. Blood, bile, excrement… the smells had assaulted my nose and I’d withstood it. But seeing those eyeballs did something to me. My throat burned with bile, and I rushed to an exit, pushing my way outside into the cold air where I bent over and retched onto the hard ground.

There was nothing to come up. I’d had so little to eat since morning that I dry heaved, the bitter taste of bile in my mouth as my head went light. I would not faint. I would not. Instead I gulped in air, put my hands on my knees, dropped my head a little, and waited for the dizziness to pass. This was just so wrong. Soldiers… when they were wounded, it was horrible too, but they’d signed up. Been trained. They weren’t innocent civilians going about their day, changed forever by some random accident. The people of Halifax had got up this morning as I had, ate breakfast, read the newspaper, said goodbye
to loved ones, not knowing that in mere minutes their lives would be altered. It was so unfair. It wasn’t just the eyeballs and knowing those people wouldn’t see again. It was everything. It was the loss of security. Of being in a war without seeing the horrors of war.

Now I’d seen it, and while I wasn’t injured, I would never be the same, either.

 “Nurse Crowell?”

The kind voice was at my elbow—Captain McLeod. Embarrassment burned my cheeks. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. Didn’t want to appear weak and unable to do my job, and certainly didn’t want anyone to know about the baby. I immediately straightened, fighting the dizziness. “So sorry, sir. I’ll be right back in.”

It was dark outside now, and little snowflakes had begun to fall. Shadowy figures shifted around the hospital entrances, wounded who still waited for treatment. At present there was just enough snow that it barely dusted the ground. It melted on my uniform that was now blotched with dirt and rusty, dried blood, but the air had the feel of a storm to it, not just a light flurry. The sounds of pain in the air were a haunting echo, sliding over my skin, and I shivered. The air, while cool and bracing, was tinged with the acrid smell of smoke. Whether it was from wood stoves or structures burning after the explosion, I didn’t know. What I did know was that out there—in a city I could no longer see— human beings were dead, wounded. Thousands were without shelter, food, or water. And for what?

I had not been outside since arriving in the morning, and now the entire city was changed. While I couldn’t see it, I could feel it. It was as if the landscape had gone through a tectonic shift, taking the people of Halifax with it, never to be the same again. The devastation started to sink in. When I visualized what kind of an explosion could cause this many casualties, I started to shake, unsure if it was from the cold or delayed shock. “Do you know what caused the blast?” I asked him finally, my teeth chattering.

He nodded. His face was in shadow, but I saw the movement, saw the grim light in his eyes as he met my gaze. “The ship that was on fire in the harbour. It was carrying munitions. When it blew, it leveled the whole north end of the city.”

“Leveled?” I breathed, horrified. “All of it?” But that was… massive. Impossible.

“The train tracks… we had to stop at Rockingham. It’s…” He turned his head and looked away. “It was unlike anything I could imagine.”
The lump in my throat grew. “One of the soldiers who was helping said it was worse than anything he’d seen at the front.” I paused. “I didn’t believe him.”

We let that thought sink in for a moment. It was a relief to know it hadn’t been an enemy attack, but to think of the boisterous, vital city I loved being the scene of such destruction… If I weren’t in the middle of it, I wasn’t sure I’d believe it.

“Are you all right now?” he asked, touching my elbow again. I nodded. “It was the eyeballs,” I said, shuddering at the memory. “I’m not usually squeamish.”

He chuckled a little. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. Not many of us here have seen anything close to this before. You’re doing fine.”

I felt anything but fine but appreciated the sentiment just the same. His reassurance bolstered my confidence. “Thank you, sir. I should get back.”

“How long have you been here today, Nurse Crowell?”

I met his gaze. “What time is it now?”

“Nearly nine.”

Heavens. I had worked nearly non-stop all that time. “Thirteen, fourteen hours?”

“You should go home, get some rest.” Suddenly his face changed, softened. “I’m sorry. Where is your home? I hope it’s not in Richmond… I don’t mean to be thoughtless.
”
“No, not at all. It’s not far. On Henry, on the other side of Robie Street. But my family… they were all going to the docks this morning.”

“And you don’t know what has happened to them?”

I shook my head, my throat closing as the trembling started again and a pit of dread settled in my stomach. Jane was to mail my letter, I thought numbly. Jane’s going to help with the baby.

“I’m sorry,” he replied. “You should go home, get some rest,” he said again.

“But there are so many patients… ”

His lips thinned and his jaw tightened. “Nurse Crowell, we are looking at days of treating the wounded, not hours. It might seem cruel, but we need to look after ourselves, to have the stamina to see it through. Too tired, and we start making mistakes.”

I knew he was right. Now that I’d stopped, I was ready to drop. “Only if Matron sends me,” I said firmly. I would not be the one asking to be relieved. As anxious as I was about my family, I understood that this was not my own unique circumstance. Was there anyone in this city who wasn’t wondering about the fate of a loved one? 


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When the World Fell Silent

 Donna Jones Alward


My grandmother was poor, but my earliest memory of her is being at her apartment, where she had stacks of Harlequins, Sesame Street books for me to read, and a dish of humbug candies. My mom is still an avid reader, reading audiobooks on her CNIB machine. It’s not much wonder, then, that I grew up with my nose stuck in a book—it’s in my genes. I grew up on a farm, and I remember an awful lot of my summer vacation from school being spent on our sunporch, on an ancient lumpy sofa with a book in my hands. I cut my teeth on Anne of Green Gables, The Black Stallion, and my sister’s old Bobbsey Twins books.

I also loved school (except math and science, ew) so it says something that I skipped a morning of classes to finish reading November of the Heart by LaVyrle Spencer. I sat in the cafeteria trying desperately not to cry as I turned the pages. I did my degree in English Literature and took the Creative Writing Prize in my graduating year. So you’d think I’d simply transition into this writing gig…

Instead, I worked for the Department of Finance for the provincial government (even with my allergy to math), got married, moved across the country, worked as an admin assistant, had babies, and worked as a teaching assistant—in that order—before selling my first book in 2006. We moved across the country again in 2008, and here we’ve stayed, and here I am, still writing books. After years of writing contemporary romances where happy endings are guaranteed and characters find that place where they belong, I spread my writing wings once more and ventured into the world of historical fiction. It isn’t that much of a stretch, really; I’ve always loved history and historical romance. For years I’ve gravitated to historical fiction as a reader, especially anything during the World Wars, but I was too afraid to go there as a writer. Afraid of…failing.

A funny thing happened as I started to get older, though. I stopped fearing failure so much. I realized that making pivots can be scary but heck, also a great adventure. And I love adventure—within limits, of course. I didn’t totally stop becoming a control freak. In 2020—as the entire world changed with the pandemic—I took that first step and started Chapter One of what would become my first published historical fiction title.

And while the rest is (pardon the pun) history, the best is yet to come.

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Sunday, 4 August 2024

An utterly enthralling novel.




Novice Threads
(Silver Sampler Series Book 1)
By Nancy Jardine


Publication Date: 15th May 2024
Publisher: Nancy Jardine with Ocelot Press 
Page Length: 388 Pages
Genre: Historical Fiction

A thirst for education. Shattered dreams. Fragile relations.

1840s Scotland

Being sent to school is the most exhilarating thing that’s ever happened to young Margaret Law. She sharpens her newly-acquired education on her best friend, Jessie Morison, till Jessie is spirited away to become a scullery maid. But how can Margaret fulfil her visions of becoming a schoolteacher when her parents’ tailoring and drapery business suddenly collapses and she must find a job?

Salvation from domestic drudgery – or never-ending seamstress work – comes via Jessie whose employer seeks a tutor for his daughter. Free time exploring Edinburgh with Jessie is great fun, but increasing tension in the household claws at Margaret’s nerves.
Margaret also worries about her parents' estrangement, and the mystery of Jessie's unknown father.

When tragedy befalls the household in Edinburgh, Margaret must forge a new pathway for the future – though where will that be?

Pick up your copy of
Novice Threads
HERE!

Nancy Jardine


Nancy Jardine lives in the spectacular ‘Castle Country’ of Aberdeenshire, Scotland. Her main writing focus has, to date, been historical and time travel fiction set in Roman Britain, though she’s also published contemporary mystery novels with genealogy plots. If not writing, researching (an unending obsession), reading or gardening, her young grandchildren will probably be entertaining her, or she’ll be binge-watching historical films and series made for TV. 

She loves signing/ selling her novels at local events and gives author presentations locally across Aberdeenshire. These are generally about her novels or with a focus on Ancient Roman Scotland, presented to groups large and small. Zoom sessions have been an entertaining alternative to presenting face-to-face events during, and since, the Covid 19 pandemic restrictions.

Current memberships are with the Historical Novel Society; Scottish Association of Writers; Federation of Writers Scotland, Romantic Novelists Association and the Alliance of Independent Authors. She’s self-published with the author co-operative Ocelot Press.

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