Showing posts with label Debra Holt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Debra Holt. Show all posts

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Aloha to Debra Holt and MERCY'S RESCUE

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A reader asked where do my stories come from…do they just pop up unbidden in my mind or do I research for hours or is there some other magical process I could share? There isn’t any magic involved. Most of my story ideas pop up without warning in the least likely places…and without warning. A prime example of this is I passed a billboard one day on a major expressway. Of course, I was going at a good rate of speed at the time. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the sign’s message and in the blink of an eye, I saw the title of the book and by the time I arrived at my destination five hours later, I had four chapters dictated.

My current book, Mercy’s Rescue, releasing August 10th, came along in much the same way…out of the blue in more ways than one. I was sitting next to the window in my local Barnes and Noble, sipping on my favorite drink there, an old-fashioned cream soda. A noise caught my attention from outside and I soon saw a red air-evac helicopter zooming by across the parking lot in route to our major trauma center. At that moment, a story flashed into my head and I grabbed the pen and began writing my jumbled notes on the blank page of the journal I had yet to purchase.

I knew that I wanted the story to be about a rescue. But then, I wanted to add a twist…make it a double rescue of the hero and the heroine. The result was that the hero is rescued by the heroine and her air-evac team. In turn, in the course of the story, he ends up rescuing her in a different way. No matter what, they both end up with the perfect ending.

It’s funny, but almost as soon as the idea for the story pops into my mind, I also envision the perfect title. Some authors tell me I am definitely blessed to have that ability. They agonize at length over the correct title for their work I am told. I used to sit down and be able to churn out a 55,000 word manuscript in a week’s time (and that is working a full-time job also). Those were the days. Now, it might take two or three weeks…maybe four. I am striving for 80,000 word count now and that is tough. Again, some writers might take a few months or even a year to produce one book. That is great, too. Each writer is different in how they approach their writing. I love to hear how other authors write. There isn’t one tried and true formula for any of us. Once you do find what works for you, don’t let anyone discourage you from it.

It never would have occurred to me to try to write an 80,000 word manuscript. But I have an agent who loves to challenge me. (nice word for it) I didn’t think I could actually do it. It did take me some time and lots of moans and groans along the way. However, the feeling of elation when I finished it at 80,009 words was exhilarating. I had pushed my limits and they didn’t break. LOL Whether I will attempt another 80,000 word book is still under consideration. Again, be true to yourself and know your strengths and your weaknesses. The most important thing is that at the end of the day, you can be happy with what you placed on the blank page. Always keep your mind open and be ready for surprises.

Mercy’s Rescue definitely came to me from out of the blue sky one Saturday morning. I knew this romance was going to be a bit different from the others I write. And it found a perfect home with Sandie Bricker at the new imprint, Bling! Romance. She told me their line would be romance with an edge. I admit I had no idea what that meant at the time. But she read my story and thought Mercy was perfect to launch the line. It is always a bit painful to watch your child (book) strike out on its own. But it is time for it to fly on its own wings. I hope you, the readers, will like it. Mercy and Josh are special characters to me and their story is a wonderful romance…with an edge! Happy reading!

MERCY'S RESCUE

Finding himself fighting for his life after an ambush, Sheriff Josh Wellman awakens to find himself looking into the eyes of a real-life angel of mercy.

When their hands touch, he knows his life has changed in that instant.

But devastating heartbreak has left Mercy Smith’s faith in tatters, her heart guarded against more loss. Her dedication to the air evac trauma team she leads has insulated her from the realities of the earth below, so now Josh faces the biggest challenge of his life.

Can he find a way to get past the walls around Mercy and convince this angel to stay on the ground with him? Can Mercy open her heart to life again and find a way to restore her faith in God…as well as love?


Purchase Mercy’s Rescue from Amazon.



Born and raised in the Lone Star state of Texas, Debra grew up among horses, cowboys, wide open spaces, and real Texas Rangers. Pride in her state and ancestry knows no bounds and it is these heroes and heroines she loves to write about the most. She also draws upon a variety of life experiences including working with abused children, caring for baby animals at a major zoo, and planning high-end weddings (ah, romance!). 

Debra’s real pride and joys, however, are her son, an aspiring film actor, and a daughter with aspirations to join the Federal Bureau of Investigation. (more story ideas!) When she isn’t busy writing about tall Texans and feisty heroines, she can be found cheering on her Texas Tech Red Raiders, or heading off on another cruise adventure. She read her first romance, Janet Dailey's Fiesta San Antonio, over thirty years ago and became hooked on the genre. Writing contemporary western romances, is both her passion and dream come true, and she hopes her books will bring smiles...and sighs...to all who believe in happily-ever-after’s.

Debra invites you to visit her website at debraholtbooks.com. She loves to hear from other aspiring authors or readers via email at debraholtbooks@gmail.com or follow her on twitter @debraholtbooks.

Debra is giving away a digital copy of MERCY'S RESCUE.  To enter the giveaway,

1.  Leave a comment at the zoo - what's your favorite animal?  I've always admired the big cats.  From the National Zoo (link),

The Great Cats exhibit on Lion/Tiger Hill features Sumatran tigers and African lions—living, breathing, roaring great cats. They are ambassadors for their wild relatives, and for the Zoo's conservation and science initiatives for tigers, lions, and many other cats, which, even if not great in size, are still great!

2.  Comments are open through Saturday, August 15, 10 pm in Baltimore.  


3.  I'll post the winner on Sunday, August 16.

Mahalo,

Kim in Baltimore
Aloha Spirit in Charm City 

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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Aloha to Debra Holt and UNDER TEXAS BLUE SKIES

 

I posted more pictures under Texas blue skies on my travel blog at this link. Debra Holt joins me today to celebrate UNDER TEXAS BLUE SKIES:

J.D. Sterling, country music’s sexy superstar, has come home again. He has achieved his wildest dreams and did what he set out to do when he shook the dirt of the small Texas town from his boot heels a dozen years before. Now, he’s returned for the final piece of the puzzle to completing his life….the girl who holds his heart. Mandy. 

Amanda Lawson has grown up. From sheer heartbreak to struggling to survive to becoming a shrewd businesswoman, she has taught herself to never look back. She survived once before the wild, green-eyed cowboy with only a guitar to his name and a pocketful of dreams. He took her heart and so much more when he left her behind with his hollow vows.

Mandy was his muse…J.D. was her dream. Despite tragedy, can they find their way home to each other again?


Born and raised in the Lone Star state of Texas, Debra grew up among horses, cowboys, wide open spaces, and real Texas Rangers. Pride in her state and ancestry knows no bounds and it is these heroes and heroines she loves to write about the most. She also draws upon a variety of life experiences including working with abused children, caring for baby animals at a major zoo, and owning a wedding planning business (ah, romance!).

Debra’s real pride and joys, however, are her son, an aspiring film actor, and a daughter with aspirations to join the Federal Bureau of Investigation. (more story ideas!) When she isn’t busy writing about tall Texans and feisty heroines, she can be found cheering on her Texas Tech Red Raiders, or heading off on another cruise adventure. She read her first romance...Janet Dailey's Fiesta San Antonio, over thirty years ago and became hooked on the genre. Writing contemporary western romances, is both her passion and dream come true, and she hopes her books will bring smiles...and sighs... to all who believe in happily-ever-after’s. 

My picture of a cowboy in San Antonio

Learn more about Debra and her books at debraholtbooks.com. Debra is hosting a special giveaway at this link and offers an excerpt below.   

Mahalo,

Kim in Baltimore
Aloha Spirit in Charm City

J.D. Sterling’s heartbeats were thumping loud as a bass drum at the sight of the red sedan as it pulled into the circular driveway, stopping just behind the other realtor’s Hummer. He had purposely seated himself in a corner of the wide porch, away from the glare of the noonday sun, where climbing vines and shade would enable him to be concealed from the woman’s line of sight. He didn’t want her to know he was there, at least not right away. J.D. needed to see her first, to get his feet under him. At least, that’s the excuse he'd given himself. For someone who always planted his feet solidly in the middle of any situation, this was one time the spotlight was not what he sought. His pulses were racing as he saw the driver’s door swing open, and two slender ankles encased in gray high heels became visible as they touched the ground.

The woman stood up, one hand pushed her sunglasses further up on the bridge of her nose, and then she closed the car door behind her. She slung the straps of her leather bag over her shoulder and moved around the hood of the car, her heels making soft crunching sounds on the pea gravel along the drive. In the early afternoon stillness of the ranch, those sounds seemed to be amplified.

The eyes in the shadows drank in the features of the woman as she moved toward the house. Nowhere in sight was the country girl he had last seen. The vision that approached was confident in her stride, her head up and shoulders resolute. The girl he used to know was just short of being painfully shy and always hesitant to stand out of any crowd. Sunglasses concealed her eyes from view so he couldn’t see if they were still the amazingly vivid blue he remembered and had even immortalized in song once. They had filled his dreams on many a night and gotten him through some really hard times. It was those eyes he would see when he closed his own as he sang across the bright lights into the dark recesses of some huge arena, packed with screaming fans and loud music. He would sing to the girl in his dreams… the one he had left behind but never left out of his heart.

Maybe the girl he had carried in his memory didn’t exist any longer? That thought unnerved him more than he wanted to admit. Had he left things too late? No, it couldn’t be too late. Not for them.

“Hello, Mandy,” he spoke softly from the shadows.

Amanda’s head swung in its direction. Her eyes sought to focus on the tall figure that stepped from darkness into light. She went to take a quick breath but found she couldn’t. In fact, for some reason, the light was receding, and the darkness was swallowing them all up.

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“I have other business in town also,” Amanda spoke up. “I don’t know why I was called out here but…”

“Because I want you.” Those jade green eyes pinned her to her spot.

J.D.’s choice of words knocked the air out of Amanda’s lungs for a moment. Did he think that he could turn that look on her, along with that famous half-grin that sent deep grooves down his cheeks and made fingers itch to touch them and females swoon at his feet? But he was still the lying, no good cowboy who had played her for a fool and then left her behind when the bright lights beckoned. He wanted her? Well, he'd had her once, but never again.

Cold blue eyes pinned him. “People don’t always get what they want, J.D. But sometimes they do get what they deserve.”

When Mandy stood looking at him with those blue eyes, where once there had been a warmth of love glowing in them for him, there was now a cool curtain, devoid of anything but a banked anger mixed with a dash of indifference. For some reason, he felt he had been judged and found lacking in her estimation. He definitely had to regroup. There was another battle ahead, and he had fought many in his lifetime and won each of them. This would be the most important one. Losing was not an option.