Welcome to Read-A-Romance Month 2016!
If you’re a new visitor to RARM, I hope you’ll come back every day in August to read all the wonderful pro-romance posts this year. Check out the full calendar here. You can also find links to the last three years’ posts from the boxes in the sidebar, and if you’d like, you can follow RARM on Facebook. Enjoy August!
Love Through the Storm
I don’t know about you, but when the world gets cold and dark, I look to escape in blissful romance. It’s not that I cannot survive the rain, the heartache, betrayal, or loss. I can. I come from a line of tough broads, each a queen in her own right. Each broke chains, walls, or anything else that obstructed her path and all of them built better lives for their families.
Nonetheless, the hero in each of us needs a little help to win. We can’t always be strong. We can’t always wipe our own tears. Sometimes, a little more love can push us through the storm. Romance novels give that thrust, that sloppy wet kiss our souls need to endure until the sun appears. This year I’ve clung to my romance novels, along with my flintlocks and Bible.
A romance novel is more than passion. It’s a story of survival as much as it is about love. Romance fills in the holes, like when I am missing my family and want to feel the noise of a brood, reading of Katie O’Connor and her clan from Julie Lessman’s A Passion Most Pure adds missing pep to my step.
If I feel the world is a little too cold, and I need a good laugh and lots of love to pick me up, I’ll grab Heated Moments by Rita-Nominated Phyllis Bourne.
When I’m feeling bullied or pushed around by life, I’ll become Teresa July from Beverly Jenkins’s Wild Sweet Love. I’ll ride the range where people are young, bold, and in control. Heaven help the problem that crosses my path.
With the breath he could muster from his stunned lungs, Barrington blew out the candle. Darkness collapsed upon everything. Feeling his way, he started for freedom.
Round, round, and down, Barrington lugged and hopped and crashed into the wall. Shaking off the sting, he made a final leap to the last stair tread.
Catching his breath, he pressed on the door as lightly as possible so the hinges wouldn’t announce them. The crack exposed the foyer and the shadows of five men.
An impatient curse flew. Beake’s voice.
The solicitor and four others stood a few paces from the stairwell. If they came this way, they’d catch Barrington.
Beakes’s runners were ruthless. They’d fill Barrington with lead shots and probably Miller too. Those men would only see black skin, a thief deserving death, not a gentleman trying to save a friend. All Barrington’s work to prove himself as an equal to any would be in ruins. The project Hessing’s so aptly called him would be over. No winning legacy of hard work. All would be erased by this folly.
Heart gonging like cymbals, he waited and mouthed a prayer. Pass another way.
At a snail’s pace they moved. One reached for the knob.
His lungs constricted, flipping out of his chest. He braced for the end. It was all over. Amora’s protection, his career, his honorable name, everything.
I highly recommend all the authors I mentioned above and must add:
All great romance authors with messages to stir the soul.
Questions for the Author:
Tell us about a moment in your life when you felt romance surrounding you.
That would be my first date with my husband. I was a serious engineering nerd and joked with someone that if I was to get married in my twenties, God would have to send me a burning bush like he sent Moses. Frank took me to a restaurant that had a huge fire display with flames that danced on water. The blaze reflected in his glasses like a burning bush. We were married ten months later. I was age twenty-six.
Tell us about someone special in your life (other than your partner) with whom you share romance.
Hubby and I are celebrating twenty-years this month. I’m wise enough to know not to answer this question.
Do you have a place in the world or a sound that you equate with romance?
My porch brings me joy. It is truly a southern porch with white railings and rocking chairs. I love sitting and rocking with a cup of tea. It’s quiet with only an occasional wind rustling the leaves. Very romantic and peaceful. I get a lot of ideas out here, except during pollen season.
Who is your (or a) favorite romantic couple?
Queen Victoria and Prince Albert are my favorites. The young queen falls hopelessly in love with a handsome foreign prince and forges a deep, lasting bond with him in spite of cultural and political differences. It gives me goose pimples.
Tell us about your dream date.
My dream date would have to involve private jets, breakfast at a quaint café in Paris, a shopping spree in the perfume district, and a visit to the Apple store.
Vanessa is generously giving away one set of paperbacks (4 books) of the Unveiling Love series to one lucky reader (US only, apologies to international friends).
To enter the giveaway, leave a comment below or on the *Facebook post you’ll find here (or both – Share the Love!) ;o) by 11:59 pm PST August 29, 2016. Good luck!
(*You don’t have to like the FB page, but we do recommend it. It’s easier to contact you if you win. Also consider joining the Read-A-Romance Book Club page, where we discuss romance of all kinds and will have drawings and events throughout the year.)
Award-winning author Vanessa Riley worked as an engineer before allowing her passion for historical romance to shine. A Jane Austen and History enthusiast, Vanessa brings the flavor of diverse peoples to her Regency novels.
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