Rusty Blackwood’s September Newsletter 2018 …


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RUSTY BLACKWOOD’S SEPTEMBER NEWSLETTER 2018 …

Fall Greetings everyone!

We have left the long, hot summer behind and are now officially into fall – or Autumn – whichever is your preference. Mine is Autumn, and I love everything about it, the early part of it, the color, the crisp air, and the energetic feeling it brings. It can also be sad, especially when you think about the season that is to follow, yet every season brings its special flavor, and beauty.

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I have a birthday right around the corner, October 5th., and I am looking forward to the event planned for it by 16 ‘characters’ from my books. I created them, but as any writer knows, characters have a way of becoming their own people with their own ideas, actions, and voices, and I am looking forward to sharing their birthday messages with all my readers. Please take this secure link to the event info, and I hope you can swing by and take part by commenting them, and interacting with them through questions or whatever you’d like to say. https://www.facebook.com/events/510998249367026/ I’m looking forward to it!

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Next month begins the final book-signing tour for my 5-star award-winning romantic fiction drama, Willow’s Walk. It’s a bitter-sweet feeling for me. Willow has been a huge part of me for a very long time, as are all my characters, and it’s always difficult to move on from them. Yet they are going nowhere regarding the public eye for they are always available in paperback & Kindle at Amazon.com and Amazon.ca and from the order desk at your local bookstore. In the Niagara area, Willow’s Walk is available at Pen Center Coles in St. Catharines, Seaway Mall Coles in Welland, and Indigo in Ancaster, Ontario. Interested readers in St. Catharines and immediate surrounding area may also purchase signed copies of Willow’s Walk, as well as copies of Passions in Paris: Revelations of a Lost Diary, The Derwood Tugbottom series, Through the Eyes of Innocence, and Impressions by emailing me at writerrusty@hotmail.ca. These titles are also available at Amazon, as well as all fine online book outlets worldwide.

For readers in the Niagara area, I hope you come out to say hello as Willow and I tour the area next month for her final public signing tour at the following venues, dates, and time:

https://www.facebook.com/events/433299487166439/

https://www.facebook.com/events/1389767164489845/

https://www.facebook.com/events/2202262260005021/

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The ‘working cover’ for The Perils of Autumn. Image courtesy of Google Images ©

This has been both a busy and exciting month for me. The proofread of my upcoming romantic drama, The Perils of Autumn, has finished, and the manuscript is now in production at Tellwell Publishing in Victoria, British Columbia. It is my first time working with them, and I am looking forward to the experience, and working for the first time with a Canadian-based company. Fingers and toes crossed that all will go well, and I’ve not one doubt it will. As you know, the image above is a working image of the novel which I have been using for quite some time, but I very much look forward to sharing the actual cover when I approve it. In the meantime, please enjoy an except from Chapter 62: A Possible Surprise…

Cyril’s earlier desire to teach his young wife the discipline of show-jumping had finally begun, with daily exercise taking place in the stable’s arena. Autumn favored Cinnamon, but the aged mare could no longer manage what was required, besides, Morgens were not meant for jumping. Their sturdy body was supported by strong, agile legs, but the length of their legs would not allow the height required in show-jumping competition. This saddened Autumn, for she adored her cinnamon-colored horse, and would miss the chance to experience this exciting new chapter with her beloved four-legged friend. Her new mount was named Ladies Pal, an eight-year-old gelded American warm-blood, chocolate brown in color, with four white socks and a narrow blaze down his nose. Cyril had acquired him as a colt from a spring auction in Louisville that he, Manfred, and William had attended many years earlier. When the young horse had turned two, Manfred had under-taken the task of breaking and training him for show-jumping competition to be carried out by Alice Landon. However, Alice had a deep love for her chestnut stallion Majestic Beauregard, whom she had personally trained for both dressage and show-jumping, and their countless events never allowed her the pleasure of showing Ladies Pal, instead, this was undertaken by Cyril who won many ribbons upon the warm-blood’s back.

Autumn was thrilled to ride this gentle horse, and they immediately formed a bond. Cyril would walk around the center of the arena, and along with Manfred’s help whenever he had time, would instruct his young wife in the do’s and do not’s in jumping. Ladies Pal was well seasoned in this discipline, that of which Autumn was thankful. She had conquered two-foot jumps and could now take them with ease, but small jumps were of no challenge to Ladies Pal, they were even boring, and it showed in his stride every time he approached an oxer and took it as if it wasn’t there. Cyril noticed this, but he was unsure as to whether he should raise Autumn to new heights just yet. She appeared to be comfortable at the present height, but that would not cut it in the professional areas of competition for which Landon Lawns was known.

Sitting high atop her new mount, Autumn, dressed in equestrian exercise wear with her high-topped boots and safety helmet, was cantering around the arena preparing to repeat the last series of hurdles when Cyril motioned her attention.

“My darling, you look commanding out there, yet casual in your attire,” he gently stated. “I have always been so formal, even in exercise. Maybe tis time I changed my ways. However, I was wondering if you might feel ready to try jumping a bit higher – say three feet?”

The sudden expression now crossing her face revealed uncertainty. For a few moments she said nothing, instead ruminated on the question. She wasn’t sure, but she realized if she were to show, especially at the level in which Cyril’s horses were celebrated, she would have to go higher. Ladies Pal was used to well over five feet, but she wasn’t. Cyril was the last to pressure her, in fact, she was the one that suggested two footers after he had started her out stepping over poles laid on the floor spaced two strides apart, until she later managed one-foot oxers. At that rate it would have taken forever to gain confidence.

Finally nodding her head, she answered, “I shall try your suggestion. If you’d like, I can even try four feet. Pal can do it with no problem.”

“Yes, I know he can, dear, but that is a lot higher than you are used to.”

“Oh, come on, Cyril, don’t be a drag, let me try. I’m certain I can manage. I’ll just hang on extra tight.”

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As our Canadian Thanksgiving will have happened before my next Newsletter will be out, I’d like to take this opportunity to wish each of you a very Happy, and Blessed Thanksgiving. Life can be difficult, but it can also be interesting, exciting, and blessed. Enjoy your time with family and friends, and even should you be on your own, take time to reflect, give thanks, and enjoy.

And as always, support your local authors, and all your local talent in the Arts!

See you next month!

Rusty B.

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