I recently e-published a novella with The Wild Rose Press, Witches’ Cliff, along with several other very talented authors. So far I count 11 novellas set at the same Vermont inn all with different stories to tell. I’m sure there are more to come.
Originally the publisher put out a call for novellas with a setting in mind. Any genre was welcome and any of their stable of authors could pitch their idea for their stories. I was lucky enough to be one of the ones chosen to add to the story of the inn. The fun part about it is seeing all the ideas other authors came up with. There are fantasy stories, romance, suspense, historical fiction and others. It is amazing what one little inn can conjure up over the years.
The Deerbourne Inn series is available in electronic format only and you can find it on Amazon, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, and iBooks, Here is a link to The Wild Rose Press website to see all the books so far. Click on the one you like, and it will take you to Amazon where you can purchase it for only $1.99. https://www.thewildrosepress.com/deerbourne-inn-series
Witches’ Cliff is a fantasy set at Halloween about a modern-day woman and her connection to the witch trials of the past. There are so many stories you may have trouble choosing which ones to read.
Check out the Deerbourne Inn series and see what you think. As always leave a review if you enjoy the story.
I’ve gotten off the track of life-long learning in the last few weeks, but I feel I learn something new every day. So, to get back on track, I wanted you to know I am trying to learn to write poetry. Now that’s putting myself out there to say something like that on the internet where nothing ever really goes away. But I have some help. I have the Enid Writers Club and one poet in particular, Jim Arnold, who is always trying to encourage me to write poetry. He has even gone so far as to write prose to show that old dogs can learn new tricks.
Spring in Oklahoma! If you’ve lived here long, or even if you haven’t, you know why Oklahoma was given the nickname “Tornado Alley.” Some years are worse than others. The above picture is a free stock photo, not my own. I am not one of the Oklahoman’s who run out to video tornadoes as they sail over. I have great respect for the giants. The funnel pictured above could cause damage, but at least it isn’t a mile wide like some have been and it appeared with enough daylight to see it, not in the dark.
Erin grew up on Keystone Lake and the little town of Mannford, Oklahoma in northeast Oklahoma. It was an idyllic life for her and her mother until her father died on a cross-country trip. Then the two became even closer. Her mother owned a flower shop until the big corporate grocery store with their own floral department ran her out of business. Then she went to work for them. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. But Erin’s mother raised her daughter in the small town where she was born and along with help from her sister, a lawyer in Tulsa, the women not only survived but thrived.
Home from OWFI conference I am exhausted. I always feel this way after spending a weekend with like minds from all over. It was exhilarating and exhausting at the same time. I renewed old friendships and made some new ones. It’s Sunday and I am supposed to put out my blog. I will try, but I am tired. 
I’ve always been active and able to do what I wanted. I know I’m not getting any younger but my allergies have been terrible this year. I’ve had a stopped-up ear for over three weeks now, gone to the doctor, gotten a steroid shot and changed my allergy medications. Something needs to give. I want to work in my garden!
When The Wild Rose Press decided on another collaborative writing event for their authors, I thought what fun to give a topic and everyone write something different for it. I was right! The idea was to take a setting with a few main characters and all the different authors, with all their different writing styles and genres, and have a ball with it. And we did.
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. Oh, that’s already been done. But it sums up this weekend fairly well. It was the weekend of the biannual Heavener Runestone Viking Fest at the Heavener Runestone Park in Oklahoma. I’ve been a part of this event for several years now but this year Mother Nature did not approve. I should have asked her first.
On the way back the GPS took us over unfamiliar territory in the deluge with skies so dark it looked like midnight and we were almost involved in a wreck on a two-lane rural Arkansas road.
It would be too cold and muddy to set up at the festival for those of us not as young as we used to be. Cold, wet and disillusioned, once again we avoided the mountain. We met for breakfast and the cousins headed back toward Texas and we packed the car for home. I hate that I missed it, but I don’t think nature meant for me to be there this year. I miss the forest and telling people about the magic of the place. 
Twice a year the Heavener Runestone Park 
I always learn so much by having a guest blogger on my website. Today I want to introduce author, Peggy Jaeger, and her novella Hope’s Dream. Peggy was one of the authors who wrote a novella about the fictional Deerbourne Inn in Vermont for The Wild Rose Press. I think we all loved writing about this place and I am thrilled to have Peggy tell us about her book and how it came to be.
That story I was milling around bounded to the front on my mind and HOPE’S DREAM came to life.
Peggy Chambers "Views from the Hammock" site 