Rusty Blackwood’s October Newsletter 2019 …


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Rusty Blackwood’s October Newsletter 2019 …

Welcome to the News of October! As with all months, this one is soon to join those gone before. It’s amazing how fast they go, and we move right along with them. October is my favorite month, not merely because my birthday falls on the 5th and Halloween on the 31st but because it an exciting month in so many ways. Summer is gone, winter is yet to come, and we get to breath fresh, crisp air while watching the leaf-bearing trees spray color everywhere. This has been a busy month for me by way of literary news, and I must say I like that.

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I began the month with my last signing of 2019 for my Readers Favorite Books 5-star-awarded, romantic fiction drama, The Perils of Autumn, now a 2019 International Book Awards Finalist in Romance, at Pen Center Coles, St. Catharines, on October 13th. Was a busy afternoon, as well as a great photo-shoot with my exclusive photographer, my granddaughter, Carson Brodacki. Please take this secure link to the coverage: https://www.facebook.com/pg/writerrusty/photos/?tab=album&album_id=10157887130667033

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On October 19th, I took part in The Niagara Falls Writer’s Festival presenting ‘Building a Platform’ along with two fellow panelists taking part in the workshop at the Niagara Falls Library, main branch on Victoria, from 1:30 to 3 PM. This was a most interesting event, as I was asked to speak about what it’s like to build a platform as a self-published author. I hope my presentation as along with talking points based on my experiences helped those present, many of them aspiring writers, to achieve their goals. Take this link for more information surrounding this event: http://www.nfwritersfestival.com/

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I continue to get my feet wet in the video department, producing my own live videos, and I am enjoying it. I invite you to enjoy my “Happy Birthday Rusty Blackwood” where you may listen to me read 20 of my literary characters’ salutations to me in their voices. I also read the short story, The Black Stallion, based on my own 10th Birthday in 1959, from my second children’s short story collection, Through the Eyes of Innocence. Please take this link to view the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JIDT_1PR0OI

Today, in keeping with the Halloween season, I produced my Halloween video, titled, Rusty Blackwood’s Halloween Interlude where I talk about this energetic season, read 3 most befitting poems, and take you on a journey through a spooky hollow, based on a real-life swamp from my childhood, titled, The Happening in the Hollow, from Through the Eyes of Innocence. Get your spook on here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9IX0RiWlPs

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Work progresses on the follow-up to The Perils of Autumn, titled Return to Autumn. Once again, I am greatly enjoying hanging out at Landon Lawns Stables, and Landon Manor. The novel picks up 4 years after the first, and continues the incredible journey through the often perilous lives of Autumn & Cyril. Do enjoy a short excerpt taken from Chapter 1: Return to Autumn:

Autumn had lived at Landon Lawns long enough to know how things worked, yet she couldn’t bring herself to overlook any form of abuse to the horses that allowed the stables to continue. She hated to see animals or humans suffer in any way. That was the main reason she had become a nurse, and she could never see her outlook changing for any reason, especially monetary.

“I do understand, babe, but that doesn’t mean I agree.”

The sober look on her husband’s face revealed his inner thoughts as he acknowledged her answer. He had to agree with her outlook, yet he could not let a soft heart stand in the way of making decisions relating to the running of his business. Then again, he did not know about the secret Duff kept tightly under wraps. If he did, the jockey would have been out the door on the toe of his employer’s highly polished, specially crafted boot. The only ones who did suspect something out of the ordinary was William Brown, and Manfred Montgomery, but they only knew what William had been able to find out. There were no proven facts, only here-say, and without solid proof they could not take their findings to Cyril. Duff Taylor knew this, and because no solid trail could be exposed, he continued to keep the equestrian master in the dark.

It was obvious Cyril wished to change the subject, for he asked, “How is the apple of my eye doing this morning?”

“She’s fine,” Autumn answered, adding, “and doing her best to keep Agnes and I on our toes.”

“Tis my little girl, all right,” he stated proudly while dismounting his horse. As a stable hand led the striking dapple away, Cyril continued, “She is very much like me, and I hate having to spend time away from her; she is almost shooting up before my very eyes. Before we know it, dear, she will be grown.”

“Hmm, yes, that’s true, and she will require a firm hand along the way. Judging by her performance first thing this morning, we need to begin applying that firm hand now.”

“Really?” Cyril questioned with astonishment as though he could not absorb what he was hearing. “Why would you say that? Autumn darling, she is just two months past her fourth birthday, hardly old enough to require discipline.”

“One would think that; however, she isn’t quite the angel you make her out to be. She’s got a temper, and she’s not one bit hesitant to use it, especially with me, and I’ll not allow that, Cyril. I will be nipping it in the bud.”

The expression on the Englishman’s face revealed the fact he found his wife’s idea of child-rearing to be not quite that of his own. He would challenge it if need be. After all, Abby was his daughter, his only child, and after losing three unborn children to unfortunate miscarriages during his first marriage, he felt totally blessed to have been given a second chance to embrace what he so wanted. But he must be careful how he proceeded. He did not want to compare Autumn to Alice; he already had a habit of doing that, as Manfred Montgomery pointed out during Autumn’s show-jumping exercises; he must not use any comparisons to the way he and Autumn were raising their daughter, as opposed to the way he and Alice might have raised theirs.

Taking his wife by the hand, he cautioned, “I do think we need to discuss certain aspects of discipline, what is acceptable, and what is not. But for now, let us adjourn to the manor to see what Agnes has prepared for lunch.”

As they neared the side kitchen door, Autumn couldn’t help picking up on a distinct tone in her husband’s voice, one she was not quite at ease with, yet she was open to discussing any problems they may be facing. She did not uphold old-fashioned methods of child discipline anymore than her husband appeared to, but she was Abby’s mother, not the other way around, and she would do whatever was necessary to assure she was taught right from wrong, preschooler or not.

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Next month Autumn and I set off on our second Blog Tour. This one is produced through Goddess Fish Promotions, and is scheduled from November 18th through November 22nd. As further info arrives to me, I shall share it along.

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As Remembrance Day in Canada, and Veteran’s Day in the States is right around the corner, I would like to take this opportunity to honor all those who have given the ultimate sacrifice, and to those who suffered injury in the quest to keep us free. Never let this be forgotten, nor taken for granted. “We – Will – Remember – Them” 

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As my American readers and fans will have celebrated their Thanksgiving before my next Newsletter will be out, I wish to take this opportunity to wish you all a Peaceful and Blessed Thanksgiving. Enjoy your turkey!

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As I close my October news, I would like to thank all those who continue to support me and my work through the countless ways that you do. I appreciate each gesture. And as always, support your local authors, as well as all your local talent in the Arts!

Cheers!

Rusty B

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