There is so much in my life I am thankful for including
husband and kids and a new grandchild. Around the holidays, I’m always grateful
to have my mother still with me. She is a lung cancer survivor—only 2 % survive
5 years and she’s now almost at 13 years! But I think what I’m most grateful
for this year is surviving.
I survived the blow to my career when my publisher went out
of business (Dorchester). That was difficult as the economy was so bad, other
houses were not buying. So I’m very grateful to Wild Rose Press for allowing me
into their garden of wonderful Roses. Career blows are always difficult as we
are so tied in with what we do personally, that it is hard to separate who we
are with what we do sometimes, especially I think writers.
I survived losing my business, a retail shop, in 2008. That
was most difficult. It took me many years to realize that I was grieving and
had to go through the steps to acceptance. It was also a difficult time for my
marriage but I survived. Though there are still things I’m dealing with, I’ve
let it go.
In our lives, there are so many things we survive, some big
and major like cancer, relationships, family issues, job issues, loss of pets
or people in our lives, and of course our own life-issues. And there are the small
things, things we deal with daily that aren’t as significant but add up to our
being survivors. It might be that nasty commute, a mean review of our books, a
thoughtless comment from a friend or family member, a rejection of a book or
balancing the dreaded checkbook after paying bills! Even the aches and pains as
we get older are check marks in the survival column.
Doesn’t matter if it’s big or small because lots of small
issues can wear you down just as much as one major issue. Each hurdle we
overcome in our daily lives makes us a survivor.
I am thankful I’m a survivor and that I have wonderful
friends and family who’ve made surviving possible
Blurb for Autumn Dreams
Book 2 Seasons of Love, A
SpiritWalker Novel
Evil lurks in the shadows, just a dream away….
Night Warrior refuses to fulfill his destiny to become a
great shaman. As a Dreamer, he knows better than most that power can easily be
misused.
Kangee is a SpiritWalker, a child of the gods. Her mother
disappeared during an attack. Now her nights are haunted by dreams of her
mother held prisoner by a monster. She turns to the young shaman for help.
Together, Night Warrior and Kangee explore the dream world,
searching for answers. They get more than they bargain for when Kangee learns
that her mother is trapped with the Father of Evil, a monster believed to be
only a myth . They embark on a dangerous quest to save not just her mother, but
the world from the evil spirit.
Autumn Dreams is a story of love, passion, courage and
acceptance as Kangee and Night Warrior find in each other a strength neither
knew they possessed before Autumn Dreams took them into a world filled with
beauty and darkness.
Read the first chapter here:
Excerpt
With their hands still locked together, Night Warrior held onto Kangee.
She leaned back, and her scent, her warmth surrounded him and made him yearn
for more. He closed his eyes with a long sigh. Everything he wanted was here,
in her. All he wanted at that moment in life was to hold her tight and keep her
close to his heart.
He wanted this woman. More than anything. Including regaining his
status as a warrior.
The realization shocked him. With eyes open and wide, he tried to pull
his hands free and step away, but Kangee turned around, keeping his hands in
hers.
Staring into her moon-shadowed eyes, emotion flowed through him and
around them. The colors, normally sharp, clear and distinct were now swirls of
silvery, glittering mist with the hint of a rainbow lurking deep in her gaze.
He felt as though he were falling deep inside her. Had his life depended on it,
he could not have broken eye contact with her. All that mattered right now was
Kangee and the aching need inside him.
“I cannot resist,” he murmured, lowering his head slowly, giving her a
chance to refuse, and hoping she would not.
Buy Links
Summer of the Eagle, Book One:
Contact Links
Email: Susan@susanedwards.com
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/susanedwards2u/
Bio
Susan
resides in California with her husband of thirty + years. She love
animals. Cats currently number six as she just rescued a kitten named Luna last
fall. She now considers herself to be a crazy cat lady! She also has three
dogs. Two adorable Chiweenies named JJ and Abbey and temporary (ha!)
custody of Shasta, her daughter’s six year old, Great Pyrenees mix.
She is
also an avid gardener. Through her love of all things Native American, she
designed a 26-foot Medicine Wheel Garden. It’s a big project but one that she
loves, except when the weeds threaten. Right now, with her crazy, busy
schedule, the weeds are winning the war! While writing, she listens to a wide
variety of music, including Neil Diamond, Celtic, Native American, New Age,
Classical, and mood music (bagpipes and howling wolves drive my family nuts). Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and
David Lanz.
Official Author Bio
Native
American/Western romance writer Susan Edwards is the author of the popular
“White” Series. She was nominated for the Romantic Times Career Achievement
Award for Western Historical and Reviewer’s Choice Best Book Award. She is very
pleased to be able to offer to her readers her White series in Digital Format,
along with her SpiritWalker series.
Thank you for sharing all the things you're thankful for. Surviving takes an indomitable spirit.
ReplyDeleteYour book cover is beautiful and the story is intriguing. I'm looking forward to reading it.
Have a happy Thanksgiving.
Thank you, Debra. I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
DeleteWow Susan, incredible list of thanks. Congrats on your first grandbaby, your mother's continuing good health, and finding a welcoming family in the garden. Love your fighting spirit.
ReplyDeleteThanks for doing this Angela and your gift of sharing your time and space with so many. I'm late posting because grandbaby came to visit
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