Blurb:
…Like
the Wild Geese of Old Ireland, five boys grew to manhood despite hunger, war,
and the mean streets of New York...
The War had left him blind to beauty…
Kieran
Donnelly is a gifted artist who has sworn never to paint again. He saw and did
too many things during the war to extinguish the ugliness that lies in his
heart. But a chance to work with some of the most magnificent paintings brings
him close to the world he still loves…and an extraordinary woman who sees his
true heart.
Darkness couldn’t extinguish the light in her heart.
Darkness couldn’t extinguish the light in her heart.
Blind from the age of four, Emily Lawrence yearns to experience the outside world. When she hires Kieran Donnelly to catalogue her father’s paintings, he offers her a glimpse at life outside her exquisite home…and a chance for a future.
Can Kieran and Emily emerge from the darkness to find happiness and love?
Excerpt:
“Take
your fill of it, lad. Remember it all.”
Ten-year-old
Kieran Donnelly clutched the icy metal of the ship’s railing, his gaze locked
on the wild, rocky coast as the Sally Malone moved slowly out of the harbor.
The
long voyage to America had begun.
He
heard Gran’s keening wail, filled with grief as she lamented the loss of their
homeland. Da’s hand rested on her shoulder, his silent grief palpable. His
brother’s spirit, full of anger and despair, reached out to him.
None
of it touched his heart.
His
eager gaze sought the mist-shrouded green hills, distant, dotted with tiny
white cottages. Empty cottages, no sign of the ever-present gray turf smoke
rising from their rich, dark thatched roofs. The fields were black with
the stinking slime of the blight, but hawthorn and gorse and wild strawberries
still dotted the landscape with bright splotches of white, yellow, and scarlet.
The
water bucked and spat white-capped waves, gray-green with angry sorrow under
the cloud-smudged sky. A single bright ray of sunlight broke through the
clouds, as if to bid the desperate refugees a fond farewell. A patch of sky, so
pure a blue it made his throat ache, brought a rush of tears to Kieran’s eyes.
Oh,
to capture the image that would forever be in his mind on paper before the ship
sailed! The colors, the hues, the light and shadow. The crowds of skeletal
people scurrying about, weeping as they waved good-bye, the lone fiddler
playing them away with a desolate lament of parting and grief.
One
day. He struggled against the harsh sob that clawed at his throat. One day I’ll
paint this scene and the whole world will know the sorrow that gripped Ireland
in its cruel fist.
I’ll
call it The Parting.
Hello, and thanks so much for having me as your guest today!
I’m thrilled to be able to share The Carousel with your readers!
As a romance novelists, I’ve created many a fictional hero and
heroine. And I’ve been lucky enough to have real ones in my own family. The
Carousel, Book 7 of my Wild Geese Series, is dedicated to the memory of my
paternal grandmother. She was a heroine any girl would be proud of.
Her name was Emma Laflamme, and she died when she was 88 years
old. She raised a family of nine children in a tiny farmhouse on the wind-swept
Gaspé Peninsula in the province of Quebec, Canada.
She was also blind from the age of 40.
It must have been difficult for her to look after her children
and take care of the house on her own. I only had two children, and well I
remember the merry dance they led me at times!
Yet it never seemed to bother her. I remember watching with utter
fascination as she kneaded a loaf of bread (made from scratch, no less!), and
marveling at how easily she did it. It was even more fun to devour the
wonderful results. To this day, whenever I smell bread baking, I think of her.
One of my most tender memories of my grandmother was the way
she greeted us when we’d arrive each summer. She would smile and run her
toil-worn hands over each of our faces, “seeing” in her own way how we’d
changed since the previous year.
I can’t remember ever seeing her stumble, although I know she
must have. She never shuffled, but stepped proudly across a room. I even
remember coming into the living room, where I was ensconced in the big, comfy
chair with a book, and handing me a glass of chocolate milk. How did she know where
I was, or who I was? I wondered. I believed it was a sort of magic that only my
grandmother possessed.
My heroine, Emily Lawrence, is also blind, and has been since
she was four. I based her on my grandmother in many ways.
I hope she’s proud of both Emily and me.
Thank you for having me as your guest today, and for sharing The
Carousel and my grandmother with me.
Don’t
forget to visit the other stops on the tour.
Author Bio and Links:
I
believe I was destined to be interested in history. One of my distant
ancestors, Thomas Aubert, reportedly sailed up the St. Lawrence River to
discover Canada some 26 years before Jacques Cartier’s 1534 voyage. Another
relative was a 17thCentury “King’s Girl,” one of a group of young unmarried
girls sent to New France (now the province of Quebec) as brides for
the habitants (settlers) there.
My
passion for reading made me long to write books like the ones I enjoyed, and I
tried penning sequels to my favorite Nancy Drew mysteries. Later, fancying
myself a female version of Andrew Lloyd Weber, I drafted a musical set in Paris
during WWII.
A
former journalist and lifelong Celtophile, I enjoyed a previous career as a
reporter/editor for a small chain of community newspapers before returning to
my first love, romantic fiction. My stories usually include an Irish setting,
hero or heroine, and sometimes all three.
I’m
the author of The Claddagh Series, historical romances set in Ireland and
beyond, and The Wild Geese Series, in which five Irish heroes return from the
American Civil War to find love and adventure.
I’m
a member of the Romance Writers of America and Hearts Through History Romance
Writers. A lifelong resident of Montreal, Canada, I still live
there with my own Celtic hero. I have two adult children.
Website:
http://authorcynthiaowens.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/Cynwrites1
Amazon
Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Cynthia-Owens/e/B003DQ1V2E
Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for allowing me to share Emily with you!
ReplyDeleteYour book sounds like a great read and thank you for sharing it with us.
ReplyDeleteHi James, well, I certainly hope it is! ;) Thank you for the comment!
DeleteI liked the excerpt, thank you.
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, Rita, and thanks so much for isiting me today!
ReplyDeleteThe book sounds very interesting
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lisa, for the compliment and for stopping by!
DeleteThe book looks like alot of fun. I hope that its a success.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the good wishes, Bernie!
DeleteThank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteHi Victoria, it's my pleasure to share The Carousel it's very special to me! Thanks for visitig!
DeleteI enjoyed the excerpt and your post and I'll be starting the series soon, seeing as The Carousel is #7 :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful, Teenylivkins! I hope you enjoy my Wild Geese heroes!
DeleteWhat's a relaxing day like for you?
ReplyDeleteHi Kim, a relaxing day for me is a long morning walk, followed by lunch and a few hours binge watching one of my two favorite TV series: This is Us and Downton Abbey. I'm looking forward to Season 4 of TIU, and I can't wait for the Downton movie! Thanks for stopping by!
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