Hi Sunday eighters. Over the past few months, I've posted the opening lines of my books. So what next? A wise writer once said (and my apologies both for failing to remember who said it and for paraphrasing because I can't remember the exact quote, either) " Beginnings sell a reader on your book. Endings sell them on your next book." Over the next few weeks, I'll be posting some of my book endings.
I'm starting in the middle, though, with All Things Returned, the third novella of the Sweet Lenora Series. There is method to my madness--I'm celebrating this novella, because it recently came in first place in the colonial/Civil War/western category of Hearts Through Romance's Romancing the Novel Contest.
Readers, myself included, love a satisfying ending. My books almost always end happily--if not forever after, at least for now. Even though Anton and Lenora Boudreaux, the characters whose love story is at the heart of this series, will have more trials to face in Sweet Auralie, the last book of the series, they are content in each other at the end of this novella.
I'm starting in the middle, though, with All Things Returned, the third novella of the Sweet Lenora Series. There is method to my madness--I'm celebrating this novella, because it recently came in first place in the colonial/Civil War/western category of Hearts Through Romance's Romancing the Novel Contest.
Readers, myself included, love a satisfying ending. My books almost always end happily--if not forever after, at least for now. Even though Anton and Lenora Boudreaux, the characters whose love story is at the heart of this series, will have more trials to face in Sweet Auralie, the last book of the series, they are content in each other at the end of this novella.
“Three years perhaps. Enough for the gossip over Jacob Lowell to have faded.” Anton ran his hands along my back then circled them round my waist. “At any rate, we shall go to Edward and Meifeng’s for dinner this evening, to celebrate and speak further of our plan.”
“I should like that a good deal.”
“In the meanwhile, Mrs. Boudreaux, I should like to spend the day in my wife’s company.”
“Would you? What shall we do?”
“Make up for lost time,” Anton said, before putting his lips to mine.
“I should like that a good deal.”
“In the meanwhile, Mrs. Boudreaux, I should like to spend the day in my wife’s company.”
“Would you? What shall we do?”
“Make up for lost time,” Anton said, before putting his lips to mine.
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