One never knows what spookiness lurks in your own backyard! And being Halloween, well, I wonder if the vibes are eerier today.
Now I’m not talking about bodies buried in Gramma’s garden, or skeletons in the attic. I mean, local places with their own ghostly cachet.
Like the San Buenaventura Mission of California’s central coast, not far from my homestead.
It was established by Franciscan padre Juniper Serra in 1782 (his last) and is sometimes visited by a gray-robed spectral monk! Or so it’s said. It’s been going on for years. A local woman, awash in family troubles, had just lit a candle when she saw the monk by the church door. He was dressed in flowing gray robes tied around his middle. Although certain she was at church alone, she was not convinced he was a spirit–she even reported feeling warmth emanate from him. But as soon as he smiled at her, he disappeared.
Thing is…Franciscans wear brown!
Hmmmm. How about ghosts in a church? What do you think about that? Or about spooky stuff in general?
But that’s not all you get today. I am thrilled to have been invited to be part of the newly-released Christmas anthology from Prairie Rose Publications along with my filly sisters PHYLISS MIRANDA, TRACY GARRETT, and CHERYL PIERSON as well as Livia Washburn, Kathleen Rice Adams, Sarah McNeal and Jacquie Rogers. Wishing for a Cowboy is available in both print and e-book editions.
I’ll be giving away a Kindle copy or pdf. TODAY, so don’t forget to leave a comment!
Here’s some quick words on my story, Covenant. (I LOVE Hallmark Christmas movies that just wrench the heartstrings, so that’s what I tried to do with this one.)
Alone, abandoned, struck with guilt and grief, mail order bride Ella Green refuses to celebrate their first wedding anniversary by herself on the Nebraska homestead. Her fault Charlotte died.
Her fault her husband couldn’t stick around. So it’s back to Pennsylvania. Until the snow hits.
But do the spingerle cookie molds depicting her life–Carsten’s hand-carved courtship gifts to her across the miles–still have more story to tell?
Or is it truly The End?
Widower Carsten Green took on a bride merely to tend his little daughter. Unbeknownst to Ella, he gave her his heart instantly. Yet he believed she’s got no reason to stay after the child’s death. So he’s left her first.
How can the Christmas blizzard separating them warm their hearts, brighten their future, and ignite love gone cold?
Springerle cookie molds play a huge part in the story. I remember my gram making them when I was little…and I LOVED spinning the rolling pin and examining the carvings close up. But her recipe and rolling pin, sadly, were lost to time. However, King Arthur Flour has generously allowed me to use their recipe for the book, and their pictures for promo.
Merry Christmas early…and Happy Halloween right on time!