Romantic Fiction Author Rusty Blackwood’s February Newsletter 2018 …

• Posted on 27th February 2018
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ROMANTIC FICTION AUTHOR RUSTY BLACKWOOD’S FEBRUARY NEWSLETTER 2018 …

Greetings readers! Can you believe that the second month of 2018 is almost finished? Where is the time going? I hope everyone had a sweet Valentine’s Day regardless of how you spent it. We have had many weathers this month, and I do hope that March is kind to us. This we shall find out soon.

It feels like I’ve just finished an end of month Newsletter and here I am writing a new one. But I do enjoy keeping touch with my readers who are kind enough to remain interested in what I’m up to.

My public events are beginning this coming Saturday, with my first book-signing for my 5-star award winning romantic fiction drama, Willow’s Walk, taking place at Seaway Mall COLES in Welland, Ontario, between the hours of 1 – 4:30 pm. Please take this secured link for more information https://www.facebook.com/events/1827139720670615/ I look forward to returning to this always busy book store and the interesting people that comes by. If you are in the area I hope you will be one of them.

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Awhile back, I did an interesting 3-part sit down audio/video series with publicist Don McCauley, entitled Rusty Blackwood : A  3-Part Retrospect, where we discuss my work, past to present as well as future projects I am contemplating. It was an interesting series to do and one I greatly enjoyed. These kind of series help readers gain insight into an author’s world, and helps to present them a ways that they might not otherwise see, or know. I invite you to take the links provided for each video in the series. Feedback is always encouraged, and welcomed as well as shares.

Link to Pt 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ssZzxpyxFws

Link to Pt. 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8bKWw7QY_U

Link to Pt 3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96Ub_qlpCA4

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Work on my upcoming romantic fiction drama, The Perils of Autumn, is progressing nicely. The subject of this novel is one that I have considered undertaking for quite awhile. I love horses, always have, and to be able to write about them in the dramatic setting in which I’ve put this novel is one that is bringing me pleasure to write. The protagonist, Autumn Leeves, is a newly graduated nurse who is sent on assignment to care for the terminally ill wife of Cyril Landon, a middle-aged English equestrian master who owns Landon Lawns Stables, a fictional thoroughbred racing stable located outside Lexington, Kentucky in a posh community known as The Meadows. The stables also employs Duff Taylor, a world renown jockey who carries great weight in the racing circles, but he also carries a secret, one that he will stop at nothing to conceal. I offer you an inside look to enjoy from Chapter 5 – Arrogance with a Capital A

 Duff had arrived at Landon Lawns Stables in the early spring of 1965. It was a coveted day for the stables, but a dreary one by way of weather for storms threatened every half hour. But that did little to weaken his prideful step as he walked the grounds reminiscent of a peacock strutting his importance. There was no denying he felt superior the second he arrived. One had only to watch his self-absorbed performance to note this, and he made no secret of his intentions.

Cyril made it a point to personally welcome the dashing, twenty five year old jockey, and extending his hand, was not long in escorting him toward the extensive stables, making a point to introduce him to the staff as they moved toward the jockey’s personal quarters located above the main tack room. The line of staff was fairly long, and standing at the far end, sweeping an intense look over the slight man soon to arrive before him, was William Brown.

He cleared his throat in a somewhat hesitant manner before shoving his hand forward, and stating, “Hello, Taylor. I’m William Brown, the foreman of these stables. I’ve been here for some time now, and I’ve seen a lot of jocks come and go.”

Duff puffed his chest, and in a Liverpudlian accent, remarked, “Is that so? No doubt you have, Brown, but you’ve yet to know me.”

The impertinent jockey was not one to take a back seat to anyone, regardless of how unsettling the situation might feel. He hadn’t climbed to the heights he had by being a shrinking violet, let alone bend in the least to a simple foreman of a horse stable. He’d been hassled by the best, or so he thought, and he was not backing away from this one.

Taking a deep breath, he announced, “My gear is with my suitcases by the side of the walk leading to the main house. I told the cabbie to leave it for whoever’s job it is to tote it. I have my own specially designed saddle; be careful how you handle it as I don’t relish it being brandished about in the way blokes like you usually handle fine equipment.”

By the tone in Duff’s voice one would have to be deaf not to hear the sarcasm pouring forth. But William Brown was not one to bow to anyone, regardless of their self-importance, and this was no different. He couldn’t put his finger on anything in particular, but there was something about this guy that summoned a forgotten memory. He bent down to retrieve a stray piece of hay from the ground, and then shoving it between his teeth, he growled, “I’ll tend to your stuff okay; no need to worry about that. And as far as knowing you, no, I’ve not met you before – if that’s what you mean – but there’s definitely something familiar about you and … best not be pushing your weight too quickly – what you have of it.”

Cyril, knowing full-well the short fuse his foreman possessed, thought it wise to put a swift halt to the introduction. Stepping around William, he said, “Come along, Duff. I think you’ll be pleased with your accommodation, and quite comfortable within it. The back windows overlook the main paddock, and beyond that is a view that is most pleasing to the eye; in a slight way it reminds me of the countryside just outside South Woodchester – minus the blue tint of course.”

Duff appeared amused as he watched William Brown shuffle away. His amusement might have been attributed to the inventive way Cyril had managed to avert a possible confrontation between himself and the unimpressed foreman, or it might possibly have been the reference to home, and though there were many miles between Cyril’s area of England and his, the mention of an English countryside touched his heart with sadness.

The jockey quarters were perfectly appointed to the needs of the occupant, boasting highly polished walnut paneled walls, green and burgundy jacquard valances topping the generous windows, green-globed hurricane lamps with polished brass basses sitting atop marble capped tables, that of which were located aside a chocolate brown leather sofa, and matching chair. Beneath one window sat a large, leather topped walnut desk with matching chair. A single, brass cannonball bed, outfitted in bedding to match the window valences, was situated at the far end of the room. At the opposite end was a kitchenette, complete with a well-stocked bar located beneath an octagonal window boasting burgundy and green leaded glass. To the left, immediately inside the main entrance, was an inviting bathroom, complete with Jacuzzi, and a spacious, glass enclosed shower. An enormous closet ran from the bathroom’s entrance down the wall, ending beside the west window in the bedroom area. And to complete the comfort of this room was wall to wall deep green and burgundy shag carpeting.

“I’m sure you’ll find this to your liking, Duff.”

The jockey’s eyes swept the interior with interest, as he replied, “Very nice indeed, Mr. Landon. Do I have maid service?”

“I believe that could be arranged. I can have my housekeeper come in a couple of times a week if you’d like.”

“The housekeeper, you say?”

“Yes, I’m sure she could work it into her schedule. I’ll inquire when I return to the house.”

With amusement, Duff said, “Well, I was really thinking about daily service.”

“I suppose that could be considered, though Agnes couldn’t be expected to come in daily. But I’ll ask her to look into finding someone.”

Duff, nodding his head in a receptive manner, replied, “I would appreciate that,” and then proceeded to rub his groin as if he were trying to eliminate a sudden itch. He proceeded around the room, checking everything as he went. Arriving at the bed, he eased down upon it, as he said, “I’ve always had daily maid service I … well I … I find it suits my needs – by the way, can I be the one who chooses who I’d like …I mean … I have certain expectations, and I like things done a certain way.”

“Whatever you prefer, Duff, I try to make my staff as comfortable as I can. I never used to house my jockeys; in fact I never had just one man for the job until I discovered you and your impressive record. I think you’re going to do fine here, and be a valued addition to the stables.”

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It is never too soon to promote upcoming events that are still a ways in the future, but Willow and I will be at Pen Center COLES in St. Catharines, Ontario from 1 – 4 pm on Mother’s Day weekend, Saturday, May 12^th. Willow makes a great read for anyone, but I do know many mother’s would appreciate Willow’s story, as well as her ‘walk’. More coverage on this event will follow.

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I often invite readers to contact me with any concerns, questions, or topics that they may like to ask or discuss. I am the administrator for such a platform on Facebook, entitled, Friends Who Like Rusty Blackwood, and this platform, open to anyone who wishes to join, can be found by taking this link:  https://www.facebook.com/groups/1756442551251093/?ref=br_rs

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Willow’s Walk and I are once again sponsoring Joe Crawford’s Monday through Friday Warrior Weather Updates. Joe’s coverage is also in connection with Niagara Now, an informative news outlet that covers the entire Niagara Region and keeps people in the know. I enjoy sponsoring Joe, who never ceases to entertain with his DYK – Did You Know segments, filled with interesting tidbits of information, some very informative, some totally hilarious. Check Joe out at: https://www.facebook.com/JoeShowLive/

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Once again TheAuthorShow.com – an extremely popular American Internet radio/TV entertainment platform supporting Independent authors, is holding their top female author awards, listing this year as The Author Show’s Top Female Authors 2018. I was honored to be nominated last year, and am again honored to have received multiple nominations this year. This contest centers on the author’s work, as opposed to simply their name, which I think is a fine way of judging an author’s ability and talent in the field of writing. I would very much like to thank all those who have recently nominated me along with my different titles, including romantic fiction drama, comedy, and children’s short stories. Please know each nomination is truly appreciated. Please share this link to the contest: https://www.wnbnetworkwest.com/WnbAuthorsShowTopFemale.html

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As I close this Newsletter, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you who continue to support me in the many ways that you do. A writer is only as good as their last piece of work, and having constant support and encouragement helps to make the drive for that next title as good as it can possibly be, so thank you again, and please continue to support your local authors, as well as all your local talents in the Arts! See you next month!!

Cheers!

Rusty B.

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