Hello everyone! Welcome back to my blog. Today I have Linda Nightingale visiting and she is sharing an excerpt from her book, Four by Moonlight. Before we get to the book, she shares an embarrassing, yet comical incident that happened to her. I must say, my face got red for her!
This incident was as embarrassing as it was funny. Many years ago, I worked as an Executive Assistant to a Circuit Judge in South Carolina. Just as an aside, still in SC, judges of the highest court ‘ride the circuit’, presiding over different jurisdictions. Aside, aside, I accompanied a friend in a neighboring city to a restaurant to have a drink or two. Jan was a realtor and stopped to introduce me to a couple of her associates in the business. We were chatting happily…
Then it happened.
My lovely, frothy skirt suddenly dropped to the floor.
I was left with only a slip (and only then because the skirt was layers of transparent material). And there I stood, my face red, and my green, purple and blue skirt puddled at my feet. Jan made a valent attempt to divert attention, but, well, you know.
I ran for the bathroom and safety-pinned my skirt with the broken elastic back around my waist. Still, the Judge’s assistant has been seen moderately unclothed—and three realtors had seen some property that belonged to me.
OMG, Linda. I think I died right along with you!
Four by Moonlight
An anthology of love in the moonlight…in the paranormal realms...
Gypsy Ribbons – A moonlight ride on the moors and meeting a notorious highwayman will forever change Lady Virginia Darby’s life.
Star Angel – Lucy was stuck in a rut and in an Idaho potato patch. She’d seen him in the corner of her eye—a fleeting glimpse of beauty—now he stood before her in the flesh.
The Night Before Doomsday – All his brothers had succumbed to lust, but Azazel resisted temptation until the wrong woman came along.
The Gate Keeper’s Cottage – Newlywed Meggie Richelieu’s mysterious, phantom lover may be more than anyone, except the plantation housekeeper, suspects.
Red eyes watched from the grate as she slipped into the cold, empty bed. Simon should have been there to warm her rather than the dying fire. Not pursuing a dangerous dream. Too angry, too miserable to weep, she tossed and turned. The relief of sleep eluded her.
An icy breath whispered through the room. Tory snuggled deeper beneath the goose down covers. Had the weather made up its mind? Was Simon riding in ice and snow? She imagined white flakes in Goliath’s long black mane and on the highwayman’s plush velvet cloak. Poor darling, he would be cold. Tory slowly drifted to sleep unrelated thoughts scrolling in her mind. A soft sound snapped her wide awake. She sat bolt upright, tugging the covers over the breasts. The room was iceberg cold. The ghost.
“Not Simon.” She held her breath, ears stained for the horrifying, otherworldly whisper, a warning of imminent death. The sound came again, closer. A slow footstep creeping over the old oaken floor. Tonight, the ghost of Darby Manor wandered its dim corridors.
“No. No.” Tory squeezed her eyes closed and prayed, forgetting she didn’t believe in ghosts.
The footsteps halted. Tory’s heart stopped. She started to cover her ears, refusing to hear. The ghost breathed that heartbreaking sigh at her door.
Shuddering, she slid back under the layers of down. The warmth had no effect on her shivers. She folded into a fetal position. I’m no longer alone. Fear chilled her anew. Though she couldn’t see clearly in the dim light, she knew her breath puffed white clouds in the frigid air. Dread sank its wicked claws into her racing heart.
Publisher's website at http://www.classactbooks.com
WHOA, that sounds really spooky! I think I have to get this book! Let's look at the YouTube video.
Wow, what an excellent trailer! I love it. Haunting, beautiful. Thanks so much for sharing it. Let's see what else we can find out about Linda.
Linda Nightingale Bio:
Linda Nightingale is a native-born South Carolinian who has lived in England and Canada, and now resides in Texas. Before turning to writing, she bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for thirteen years.
In 2012, her novel, Gemini Rising, was voted Best Mainstream Novel in the Preditors & Editors Readers Poll. Her vampire romance, Cardinal Desires won the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award in 2013, and that was followed by her science fiction romance, Love for Sale, being awarded Best SF/Fantasy novel of 2015 by the Paranormal Romance Guild’s Reviewer’s Choice, and also voted one of the Top Ten Romance Novels of 2015 by the Preditors & Editors Readers Poll for that year.
Four by Moonlight is her first novel for Class Act Books. Its cover, created by son, Simon, was voted one of the Top Ten best covers of 2016 by Preditors & Editors Readers Poll.
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Linda, thank you so much for stopping by. Your son did a wonderful job with your book cover. I hope you have great sales.
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3/7/2018 09:07:16 am
Great post, Linda....my face turned red for you too, yikes!
3/7/2018 10:28:22 am
Diana, it was a red-faced moment for sure. I've had a couple of those! I weighed which one to relate! Glad you kept your pants on!
3/7/2018 09:53:36 am
Oh Linda, how funny - now - I'm sure it wasn't at the time. We all have our embarrassing moments...you're a brave soul for sharing.
3/7/2018 10:30:51 am
Yes, Pam, it was no laughing matter to me but when my friend started to chuckle, I thought it was better to laugh than cry.
3/7/2018 10:00:41 am
You write well. I enjoyed your excerpt and I don’t normally read this genre.
3/7/2018 10:34:14 am
Thanks, Linda. I appreciate the encouragement! It's only my first novel for Class Act. I have another publisher and have several there. You'd certainly be an inspiration to any writer with your comment about talent.
3/7/2018 06:32:35 pm
A friend of mine lost her slip at her daughter's wedding-- but yikes, the skirt! Great excerpt. Very scary!
3/8/2018 07:36:16 am
Wow- what a gripping scene- really hooked me
3/8/2018 08:46:05 am
Oh, Linda. I can imagine your embarrassment. Imagine how bad it would've been if you hadn't worn a slip? My skirt's elastic gave way at a funeral visitation. I managed to hold onto it with my elbow before it slipped completely down. Best wishes for your new book.
3/9/2018 12:10:04 pm
Oh, Linda, I believe that is worse than in a restaurant! I didn't manage to hold onto mine. It gave way and fell
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