Hi Everyone!
I am excited to be here today to bring you a guest post from Bette Lee Crosby. She shared with me the information below. I hope you will give this post and her books (featured above a read!).
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Lately I find myself drawn to books
that have a touch of magic in them. I’m not talking about the ghastly creatures
of the Grimm’s Fairy Tales I read as a child; no I’ve moved on from there and
now spend most of my time in an adult, real-problems, difficult-choices world.
But every now and then I like to imagine how a certain bit of luck—good or bad—touched
one person and not another.
These thoughts, the ones that made
me wonder if maybe there is a bit of magic in our lives and we’re just too
preoccupied to take notice of it, are what inspired me to write the Memory
House Series.
It began with the concept that when
we move on and leave things behind, we also leave our memories embedded in the
objects we’ve held dear. It could be a jewel box given to you as a child, or a
book with the pages finger-marked and worn. In the first Memory House Book
there were a number of such objects, but the most important one was a bicycle
that held enough memories to carry a young woman to her one true love.
Of course one small sliver of magic
inevitably leads to another, and in Silver Threads it became the small stones
of happiness and sorrow that are dropped onto each person’s scale of life. I
fell in love with the thought that a rosy-hued stone of happiness would follow
each stone of sorrow and a broken life could be restored.
Apparently I wasn’t the only one
enchanted by such an idea, because Silver
Threads won the 2017 Next Generation Indie Book Award for Chick lit.
Rather than give you a synopsis of
the story, I’d simply like to share the opening paragraphs and let you decide
for yourself…
On the day Jennifer Green
was born, a pile of stones was placed alongside her scale of life. A few were
the dark gray of sorrow, but most were a pale blush color. The largest stone
was the rose hue of a sunrise. That one would be placed on the scale the day
she married Drew Bishop.
Even more brilliant but a
wee bit smaller was the pink stone glistening with specks of silver. That one
would bring Jennifer a baby girl named Brooke. The Keeper of the Scales smiled.
Seeing such happiness laid out before him was pleasing to his eye.
Since the beginning of
time the Keeper alone has been challenged with the task of keeping each person’s
scale in balance. A bit of happiness and then a small stone of sorrow, until
the lives he has in his charge are measured evenly.
You might think such
power is universal, but it is not. There is a silver thread that crisscrosses
the landscape of scales and connects strangers to one another. Not even the
Keeper of the Scales can control the events traveling through the thread. The
only thing he can do is try to equalize the balance once it has been thrown
off.
Like Jennifer Green, each
of the Coggan twins was also given a pile of stones at birth. Tom Coggan used
up the blush-colored ones in his early years—wasted them on frivolities like
Patsy, the blond stripper who worked at the Boom Boom Club. During those years
the Keeper tried to balance Tom’s life by dropping one gray stone after another
onto the scale, but the weight of whiskey and good times far outweighed the
gray stones.
Before Tom’s
thirty-fourth birthday, only a single piece remained in his pile. It was
neither a blush-colored stone nor a gray pebble but a large black rock. The
Keeper of the Scales gave a saddened sigh, lifted the rock and dropped it onto
the sorrow side of Tom’s scale.
With a resounding thud
Tom Coggan’s scale came crashing down and landed on the silver thread that
connected him to the woman who had ten years earlier become Jennifer Bishop.
Have I hooked you yet? I
hope so. If you’d like to join me and add the sparkle of magic to your reading
time, snag Memory House, Book One in the series while it is still at its teeny-tiny
First-in-a-Series price. Trust me, once a bit of magic has enticed you to
explore the world of wondering…what if? ...I think you’ll find it hard to turn
back. I know I did. I’d love to have you join me as I wander along the path of
magical realism.
Find out more about Bette
Lee Crosby and her magical stories at:
http://betteleecrosby.com or catch her on Facebook, Goodreads or
Instagram.
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Thanks for sharing with us!
MORE INFORMATION FOR BETTE LEE CROSBY
Award-winning novelist Bette Lee Crosby brings the wit and
wisdom of her Southern Mama to works of fiction—the result is a delightful
blend of humor, mystery and romance along with a cast of quirky charters who
will steal your heart away.
“Storytelling is in my blood,” Crosby laughingly admits, “My
mom was not a writer, but she was a captivating storyteller, so I find myself
using bits and pieces of her voice in most everything I write.”
Crosby’s work was first recognized in 2006 when she received
The National League of American Pen Women Award for a then unpublished
manuscript. Since then, she has gone on to win numerous other awards, including
The Reviewer’s Choice Award, The Reader’s Favorite Gold Medal, FPA President’s
Book Award Gold Medal and The Royal Palm Literary Award.
Crosby originally studied art and began her career as a
packaging designer. When asked to write a few lines of copy for the back of a
pantyhose package, she discovered a love for words that was irrepressible.
After years of writing for business, she turned to works of fiction and never
looked back
Author Links:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/BetteLeeCrosby
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/bettelcrosby/
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/betteleecrosby/
Happy Reading!
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DeleteWhat an interesting post, Bette. I love the idea of Silver Threads and look forward to reading it. Congratulations on the 2017 Chick Lit award!
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