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Sunday afternoon brings on another Sneak Peek Sunday.

Excerpt from my paranormal romance book Passion’s Sacred Dance.

cover art for Passion's Sacred Dance. Cover art by Kim Mendoza

Cover art by Kim Mendoza

“I had a freaky encounter with this incredibly strange woman,right here in our courtyard.” Stacy waved a hand in the direction in question. “And you nearly beheaded her.”
“Did I?” He pondered the lost and found box absently. “That is some dream. I’m glad to see I made an impression.”
She frowned. “That wasn’t the dream.”
He set the box aside, folding his hands and giving her his full attention. “Wasn’t it?”
“No, the dream consisted of you whisking me away on some wild trip through the lights. I can’t account for what happened between then and six the next morning.”
“I’m not stupid, Aaron. I remember what went on last evening.” She waved a hand as if batting the problem away….
***
“I shouldn’t rattle on at you like this. I’m sorry to trouble you.”
His eyes twinkled and Stacy gulped. “It’s no trouble,” he said. If possible, his voice got even deeper with an edge of desire to it that curled her toes pleasantly. “I must say you’re pretty enough to be forgiven just about anything.”
No trouble? Her brain, and her honor, headed south every second he stood across from her. If they lived in the sixteenth century, she’d consider begging her father
to make a marriage contract with Aaron Fielding.

Oh, dear….so what happened to poor Stacy to bring on this wild dream? You’ll have to read to find ouT! If you’d like to try it, Passion’s Sacred Dance is available at The Wild Rose Press, Amazon(for paperback and Kindle), All Romance Ebooks, Bookstrand, Itunes, and Kobo, and B&N.

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Q and A with author/editor Rebecca Buchanan

This morning I have something a little different for you. I’ve been following the pagan writing community for quite a few years now. Along the way, I’ve met some very talented authors and poets, made some good friends, and wanted to introduce you, my readers, to a few. Recently, I had the pleasure to interview editor of Eternal Haunted Summer, Rebecca Buchanan. Rebecca is the editor-in-chief of Bibliotheca Alexandrina, and the editor of pagan fiction and non-fiction ‘zine Eternal Haunted Summer. She has been published in Bards and Sages Quarterly, Cliterature, The Future Fire, Into the Great Below, Fire Jewel: A Devotional For Freyja, Linguistic Erosion, and Luna Station Quarterly, as well as Beyond the Pillars, The Shining Cities, Unbound: A Devotional Anthology for Artemis, Written in Wine, and other venues. She blogs semi-regularly at BookMusings: (Re)Discovering Pagan Literature.

Hi, Rebecca! Thanks for being here. I know you’re busy and I appreciate your time! What would you like people to know about Paganism?

Rebecca Buchanan: Primarily, I would like people outside of Paganism to understand that — whichever path or tradition we follow — we are completely serious and sincere in our devotions. This is not playacting or a phase.

Most pagan writers have a personal pantheon they’re dedicated to, and to which they dedicate their art. How did you connect with your personal pantheon?

Rebecca: I have loved mythology since childhood, especially Greek and Egyptian; those were always the books I lugged home from the library (along with the fairy tales). I would read the stories over and over again, study the paintings and sculptures, the photographs and schematics of the old temples.

Since my earliest exposure to the Gods was through books, I guess that is why my devotions now primarily take the form of writing and publishing.

Can you tell us a bit about how your path influences your own writing?

Rebecca: My devotion to the Greek pantheon has a *huge* influence on my writing. I would say ninety percent of what I write — poetry, short fiction, essays — is about the Gods and Goddesses. Plus, the fact that I could not find a market for my writing led to the creation of Eternal Haunted Summer; I wanted to offer a venue for other frustrated Pagan writers. It also led me to accept the position of editor-in-chief at Bibliotheca Alexandrina, so I could oversee the production of anthologies in honor of the Gods and Goddesses.

As a writer, is there any genre you haven’t tried that you’d like to?

Rebecca: Oh … tough one.

I try. ;)

Rebecca: Aside from the poetry, most of my writing could be broadly defined as science fiction or fantasy; there are a couple of dark fantasy/horror pieces, too. I guess I would like to try my hand at a mystery, an old fashioned, honest to goodness murder mystery. Maybe starring a modern-day devotee of Nemesis … or priest of Thoth ….

Ooh that’s does sound intriguing! What inspired you to take on the editorial spot of Eternal Haunted Summer?

Rebecca: Frustration! Pure, unadulterated frustration! I had written dozens of poems and short stories in honor of the Gods and Goddesses, and yet there were no reliable venues in which to publish them. The majority of religious publishers out there are Christian in their focus, and my stuff was *too* religious for the fantasy publishers. I heard the same complaint from other Pagan writers. Thus, Eternal Haunted Summer was born. It’s been a real honor to host so many talented authors.

It’s been an honor to find you too, Rebecca, and I have to agree. I have had the same experience in my path to publishing too. I’m glad to see that changing a bit. Next question: Is there anything/any aspect of Paganism, or topic you see little of in the submissions that you’d like more of?

Rebecca: I would love, love, love to receive more submissions which deal with myths, heroes, and Gods from outside Europe. I can appreciate a good Dionysus poem or an essay about Freyja as much as the next girl; but there are so *many* pantheons. I want Aztec-themed poems! Essays about the kami! Short stories centered on Spider Woman and Sedna and Marie Laveau. Reviews of books and comics and movies about Mongolian shamans and La Llorona and Maori tattoo traditions.

I would also love more essays which tackle difficult topics. I am not afraid to run a controversial piece; animal sacrifice, veiling, abortion, hexing, whatever. If it is articulate, thoughtful, correctly cited (as necessary), and respectful in tone, I am happy to consider it for publication.

What would you say to encourage a young Pagan writer to apply their path to their art?

Rebecca: Many people feel especially drawn to one or two Deities within a pantheon (though which Deities may change over time). In the case of a writer, my first suggestion would be to focus your writing on that Deity/ies. Create a poem listing the Deity’s epithets, or a short story retelling a favorite myth; or, write about anything you want, but dedicate the work of creating the story and the story itself to the Deity. Oh, and pray before you start working on it.

Same goes for any kind of art, and even such things as exercise and cleaning; dedicating any kind of work or creative act to a Deity will make it more meaningful.

What would you like readers to know about Eternal Haunted Summer?

Rebecca: That I am open to just about everything. There are very few restrictions when it comes to submissions. Sex and gore should be appropriate to the context of the story. The tone should always be respectful (no bashing other people’s Gods). Pieces about Atlantis or Mu or subterranean civilizations or aliens don’t interest me. Submissions with a monotheistic or Abrahamic focus wouldn’t really be appropriate either. Other than that, any format, any genre, any myth, any Deity, any pantheon.

What’s next for you? Any exciting new projects to tease us with?

Rebecca: Bibliotheca Alexandrina has new anthologies in honor of Demeter, the Morrigan, and the Muses, which will be available soon. I am currently editing the Spring Equinox issue of EHS, which is shaping up to be an awesome edition. I personally have a short story which will appear in the next issue of The Future Fire, and I’m working on a few other stories. Um … basically I am keeping busy. Must write!

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I hear that! Thank you again, for being here. Good luck with all you do. I can’t wait for the Spring issue! ;) It should be out by the Equinox, if I’m not mistaken. In the meantime, friends, do check out some of Rebecca’s work. I think you will enjoy it! :) You can find out more about her at:

Eternal Haunted Summer:  http://eternalhauntedsummer.com
http://neosalexandria.org/bibliotheca-alexandrina/
http://witchesandpagans.com/BookMusings/Blogger/Listings/rebecca-buchanan.html

and the EHS Facebook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/268696863150514/
or Bibliotheca Alexandrina’s Facebook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/24893808890/

Nineteenth century physicians by Susan Macatee

Today, I have invited a historical romance author friend of mine to stop by. She’s got a new story out, The Physician’s Irish Lady, and having read it, I really enjoyed it. So here is Susan Macatee to tell us a little more about it. And keep reading for her giveaway.

Susan, thanks for coming!

In my new release, The Physician’s Irish Lady, the hero is a late nineteenth century physician.

This character originally appeared as a minor character, a friend of the hero, in my 2009 Civil

War romance, Confederate Rose. In that novel, he served as a physician in the Union army, but

now practices at home in a small Pennsylvania town in a rural setting.

In the story, he travels to his patients’ homes to treat illnesses and wounds caused by accidents.

The late eighteen-hundreds saw many advances in both medical knowledge and technology. As

a result, the medical profession itself went through drastic changes. The acceptance of germs

causing diseases, unheard of before the nineteenth century, along with research of the human

body and development of specialized tools, caused a revolution in treatments of illness. The

practice of hygiene, put into use during the American Civil War, aided patients and improved

outcomes for recovery.

Late nineteenth century physicians visited patients’ homes or occasionally worked out of an

office in their own home. Doctors in rural areas needed to be able to travel in a wide area.

Doctors would travel by foot or horseback and needed to carry tools and drugs they could pack

into a small case or saddlebag.

During the Industrial Revolution, hospitals in big cities were looked on as being dirty, breeding

grounds for disease and infection. Because doctors didn’t practice methods for keeping germs

from spreading from patient to patient, a hospital stay would likely cause a person to contract a

new disease, so people avoided them.

Because most doctors worked in large geographic areas, they were expected to treat such

ailments as toothaches, stomach aches, fevers and even sick livestock. It wasn’t until later in the

century that physicians developed specialties in medicine.

Even surgical procedures would be carried out in a patient’s home. Anesthesia was not widely in

use until the end of the century, so complex surgeries weren’t usually performed. And the types

of anesthesia available, ether or chloroform, could asphyxiate a patient. Antiseptic practices also

weren’t common until the turn of the century, so a surgical risk of infection after the fact ran

high.

To learn more about nineteenth century physicians, visit this site:

http://rosemelnickmuseum.wordpress.com/2009/03/11/19th-century-doctors-in-
the-us/

The Physician's Irish Lady by Susan MacateeThe Physician’s Irish Lady releases from The Wild Rose Press and worldwide today.

Blurb: After escaping indentured servitude in late nineteenth century Australia, Keara Fagan is now on the run in America. The Irish native was falsely accused of insurrection against the British and abandoned by the man she thought loved her. Now, she must survive on her own in a strange land.

As Dr. Elliot James travels by train from Philadelphia to York, a young woman faints at his feet.
He’s sworn, as a physician, to aid the sick and injured, but fears this woman requires more than medical help. Enchanted by her beauty and touched by her dignity, despite appearing to be alone in the world, he buys her a meal and offers to find her a place to stay in his small Pennsylvania town.

A mysterious Irishman pursues her to the idyllic town surrounded by farmland. Is he an abusive
husband come to claim his runaway wife, or someone more sinister?

And an excerpt:

Elliot cantered his mare to the house. Twilight made it difficult to make out the fence post, but a

soft glow shimmered through the first floor windows. He slid from the horse and tied her to the

post. He’d take her around to the backyard stable once he’d checked on the women.

He stepped in the door expecting his aunt and Miss Fagan to be warming dinner in the kitchen.

His footsteps echoed over the floor. “Aunt Millie?” he called. “Miss Fagan?”

The kitchen door burst open. Millie’s eyes were wide, her hands knotted in her apron.

Elliot’s heart lurched. “Miss Fagan!” he gasped. “Where is she?”

“Oh, Elliot! She’s gone.”

“Gone! Gone where?” Elliot’s pulse raced.

“She went with Jim. His poor boy is very sick. You must go right away.” She worked her hands

in the folds of her gown.

Elliot blew out a sigh. He’d feared either Morrissey had taken Miss Fagan, or she’d run again.

“I’ll get right over there.” He patted his aunt’s gnarled hand. “Don’t worry.”

He hopped back on his mare and hurried to the sheriff’s home. Light shone through the windows.

He tied up the horse and let himself in. “Jim!” he called, “Miss Fagan?”

Jim appeared, a smile lighting his face. “Your guest is a miracle worker. You should take her on

as a partner.”

Elliot followed Jim up the stairs to the boy’s bedroom. His wife, Maggie, hovered at the foot of

the bed, while Miss Fagan sat beside the boy crooning a lullaby. The boy actually let out a weak

laugh.

She turned and started when she caught sight of Elliot. “Did Aunt Millie send you?”

He nodded and stepped toward the bed. “You gave me a scare, Danny.” He placed his hand on

the boy’s forehead. He seemed a bit flushed but wasn’t burning up.

“What did you do?” he asked Miss Fagan.

She shrugged. “Used compresses and some home remedies I learned back in Ireland from me

grandmother. It took the fever out of him.” She nodded at the boy.

Jim’s wife clasped her hands. She seemed on the verge of tears. “Miss Fagan is a miracle worker,

Doc.”

“So your husband’s told me.” Elliot glanced at Jim who hovered in the doorway.

Miss Fagan stood and motioned for Elliot to take her place by the bed. He sat and gave the boy a

quick examination. “He’ll need plenty of fluids and lots of sleep, but I think he’s on the mend.”

He nodded at the anxious parents.

He stood so Mrs. Buckley could sit by her son, then motioned Miss Fagan and Jim into the hall.

“I’d like to thank you, Miss Fagan, for coming with me.” Jim glanced at Elliot. “I came to get

you, but you were out on a call.”

Elliot studied Miss Fagan. She glanced away, appearing embarrassed at Jim’s praise. “Glad I was

to help, Sheriff. He seems like a fine lad.”

Elliot’s gaze slid over her. If he’d been around when Jim had come to call, he wasn’t sure he’d

have done any better.

The Physician’s Irish Lady is available today from The Wild Rose Press

Also available at Amazon

And other ebook merchants. Visit my website for additional links.

Leave a comment for the chance to win a copy of the ebook. Winner will be announced here

tomorrow in the comments section.

Thanks for hosting me on your blog today, Juli!

author Susan Macatee

author Susan Macatee

Susan Macatee writes American Civil War romance, some with a paranormal twist. From time travels to vampire tales, her stories are always full of love and adventure. She’s spent many years as a Civil War civilian reenactor with the 28th Pennsylvania Volunteer Regiment. She’s a wife, mother of three grown sons, and has recently become a grandmother. Outside of spending time with family, she spends her free time watching favorite old movies, and inhaling books.

Thank you for visiting us, Susan and for this peek into The Physician’s Irish Lady. Congrats on its release and good luck with it! Folks, if you’d like to win a copy of Susan’s book, please leave a comment for her here. Thanks for reading!

‘Roman’ roads were actually built by the Celts, new book claims – Telegraph

‘Roman’ roads were actually built by the Celts, new book claims – Telegraph.
I just found this online and you know? I almost feel like saying “Well, d’uh.” I mean, it’s not surprising. Really. I’m waiting for the day researchers find out we got a heck of a lot more from the ancient Celts than we know… After all, there were Celts spread all over Greece and Rome at one time. If nothing else, it’d make an interesting (at least to me) alternative history story. ;) Just thought I’d share.

Love in a letter–Passion’s Sacred Dance

Passion's Sacred Dance

cover art by Kim Mendoza

Okay, there’s a reason for the silly post title of this Sweet Saturday Sample/Sunday Snippet. In this scene  from my new book, Passion’s Sacred Dance, Aaron’s just turned over a note to Stacy which will change everything. (It’s a little longer than the customary six paragraph but…I hope you will find it intriguing…)

 

[Stacy] unfolded the paper, and her breath stopped when she read the words written there in black ink.

Ms. Macken,
I have something you might be interested in. A rare diary in your ancestor’s handwriting.
Should you be interested, tell Mr. Fielding. I’ll unlock my vaults for you.
D. McDunn
“McDunn? Who’s McDunn? What is this?”

“A private collector. According to our last chat, he sounded fairly adamant that you should have the diary.”

“Someone local?” she asked.

Aaron nodded.

“Do you know how much he’s asking for it? We’re a little low on cash.”

“He didn’t discuss figures. It can’t hurt to ask.”

She thought a moment. Depending on varying factors, old diaries could be very inexpensive, or priceless. Which category would this fall into? “I just don’t know.”

“What’s the harm in taking a look?”

An interesting question. She wondered why he cared whether or not she saw the thing. If he really was a harshad warrior, and if the diary could stop the war, why didn’t he just present it to their leaders and be done with it? And leave me out of it.

****

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