My New Ghost Story/Vintage American Christmas Romance~

Woot!  I’m excited to announce that the latest in my ‘Somewhere’ series is coming out from The Wild Rose Press on November 9th!  I spent the bulk of last winter writing this Vintage American ghost story romance. You know, the usual Christmas fare.  🙂   An intriguing story for me to write, I hope it will be equally enthralling for you to read.

SOMEWHERE THE BELLS RING opens in 1968 in the Virginia family home place (circa 1816) where my dad was born and raised and I grew up visiting, with flashbacks to  1918 and the time of WWI.  I’m terribly sentimental about both eras.  1968 I remember well, as I was 12.  Certainly the Vietnam War and the hippie era made deep inroads into my psyche, but the WWI era took quite a bit more research, and thought.  I’ve seen wonderful old family photos from that time period, and my grandfather fought in WWI.  I’ve heard tales of his heroism. The story is dedicated to this amazing man whom I never knew.  He died suddenly when my father was three, a tragedy that rippled out to affect the next generation.  I grew up feeling very sad about it, and aware of what a remarkable man he was in many ways.   My recent release Into the Lion’s Heart is dedicated to my dear father whom I do know.

Blurb: Caught with pot in her dorm room, Bailey Randolph is exiled to a relative’s ancestral home in Virginia to straighten herself out. Banishment to Maple Hill is dismal, until a ghost appears requesting her help. Bailey is frightened but intrigued. Then her girlhood crush, Eric Burke, arrives and suddenly Maple Hill isn’t so bad.

To Eric, wounded in Vietnam, his military career shattered, this homecoming feels no less like exile. But when he finds Bailey at Maple Hill, her fairy-like beauty gives him reason to hope–until she tells him about the ghost haunting the house. Then he wonders if her one experiment with pot has made her crazy.As Bailey and Eric draw closer, he agrees to help her find a long-forgotten Christmas gift the ghost wants. But will the magic of Christmas be enough to make Eric believe–in Bailey and the ghost–before the Christmas bells ring?~

4 responses to “My New Ghost Story/Vintage American Christmas Romance~

  1. The story looks interesting. I have a favorite author who writes time travel stories. 1968 plays a big part in each of those as do paranormal stories I’ve read from so many authors. I wonder what the exact year 1968 has to do with the imagination of so many authors.



    • Thanks Ray. Well, it was a highly significant year in many ways. the Vietnam War was very bad that year, the hippie movement was in high gear, ‘Are you going to San Francisco’ and the gathering there took place that summer—followed by Woodstock the next year–the cultural revolution was in full swing with all of its enormous contrasts…some of the best rock music was coming out, much to the disapproval of the older and more conservative generation. AQUARIUS and HAIR came out. Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy were both shot that year. And so on it goes. All deeply etched in my memory.


  2. I remember all of those events. I didn’t go to Woodstock, but I remember picking up college age people trying to get there. But 1967 was the Summer of Love and 1969 was a demonstration I remember in DC. I was working at the Navy clinic at Main Navy, a building that was torn down in 1970 and where the Vietnam Memorial now sits. I was working that 1969 Saturday. I walked to the fence behind an adjacent building looking onto the Reflecting Pool (between Washington Memorial and Lincoln Monument). It was a hot day and lots of the young people were skinny dipping. The police came after complaints from people who saw it on TV. They arrested a male and a female swimmer, wrapped them in blankets and put them in the car. The crowd swarmed in and one cop opened the trunk and pulled out his gas masked causing the crowd to scatter. All the cops did was take the kids around the corner, let them put on their clothes and let them go. That night we could smell tear gas all the way from DuPont Circle.

    The demonstration was well organized. There were parade marshals who made sure the marchers obeyed traffic signals at traffic lights.

    My brother was at the Pentagon then. He let several of the marchers stay at his apartment. If I had not been married I would have done the same.

    My author friend always seemed to get The Grateful Dead into the time travel stories. I was just wondering why only 1968 seems to be the focus year.



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