Friday, 22 March 2013

Guest Post - Ginger Simpson

 I have the lovely Ginger Simpson on my blog today talking about one of my favourite western romances - It's all yours Ginger.

Why do romance books rank high on best-selling lists? I think it’s because most women are romantic by nature. Don’t we all hope for ‘happily ever afters’ and heroes that charge in and save us from…well from whatever threatens us?

Writing romance comes quite naturally for me. I write from my own perspective. The way I fantasize my hero would react to me, treat me, love me. Sadly, life isn’t always like fiction, but reading the romantic stories of passionate authors gives us pause to dream, smile, and be entertained.

I’ve had two loves in this life. My first marriage lasted thirty-two years and I’m working towards my seventeenth with my second husband. Neither one of them rode in on a white stallion and fought a dragon for my attention, but it doesn’t matter how your hero came to be part of your life…what matters is he/she is. My first ‘hero’ rode into my life in his 1962 Impala with side pipes that sounded like a jet engine. My second ‘hero’ rode into someone else’s life who didn’t have time for him. I met him at a single’s dance while he awaited the attention of the woman who invited him there. I liked what I saw, asked him to dance, and found the ‘matching shoe’ I’d been searching for. Her loss!

While my first husband used to look around at parties and gatherings, then whisper in my ear, "you’re the prettiest woman here," my present husband falls flat in the compliment department. He’s about as smooth-talking as sandpaper, but he SHOWS me his love by the sweet things he does. Sort of like writing styles. Some authors tell you their stories while others go to great pains to show you theirs. That’s what differentiates a story from a novel. If you feel the love, sense the butterfly kisses, and warm from the passion, then you’re reading a novel!

It’s taken me a while to glean all the ins and outs of fiction writing, and I learn something new every day. I think I’ve got the first kiss down pretty good. At least my friend says this is her favorite so far:

Excerpt from Ellie's Legacy–  Setting the Scene: Ellie has been practicing her shooting on the sly, and Ty challenges her to a contest. She accepts, and although she loses the first round, she foolishly agrees to another. To her delight, she wins, and….

Ellie delighted in the dumbstruck look on his face. She’d matched him shot for shot. Maybe she’d taken a split second longer, but she’d knocked down all her cans. Wasn’t that what counted? What she set out to do?
Ty still hadn’t said a word. He kept staring at the log as if expecting his one remaining can to fall, or for one of hers to jump back up. Ellie couldn’t stand the silence, and containing her need to gloat got harder by the moment.
“Well, aren’t you going to say anything?” Her lips curved into a smug smile.
He shrugged. “I’m not sure what to say. It looks as though your practicing has paid off. Good thing we didn’t really wager anything on it.”
She erupted into uncontrollable laughter. It couldn’t be helped. Her glee at proving she could shoot, and at this moment, better than him, was cause for celebration. She covered her mouth to stifle her levity. It seemed overly cruel to rub it in too much.
“And…just what would you have wagered?” Her curiosity piqued.
Without a word, Ty closed the distance between them, gathered her into his arms and covered her mouth with his. Her eyes widened, and a gasp of surprise parted her lips enough for his tongue to dart inside to mingle with her own. Shivers of delight coursed through her body, turning her knees to jelly. Her startled eyes slowly closed and she melted into his embrace. Just as she started to revel in the moment, he pulled away and held her at arm’s length.
“That’s what I would have wagered,” he said matter-of-factly. “Too bad I lost.”
With a grin, he turned and began gathering up the strewn cans and putting them back into his burlap sack.
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Anne Gallagher said...

I'll agree, that's a pretty good kiss. I also like the way he walks away. Sounds like a good hero. I'll put this one on my TBR pile.

Anita Davison said...

Ginger's characters are always memorable, Anne, especially the heroes. She conveys sexual tension wonderfully - this is a lovely story too and I recommend it.

Diane Scott Lewis said...

I remember this story as Sparta Rose. It's a lovely, heartwarming novel. I love Ginger's westerns.

JaneB said...

Ginger this is a lovely story as is your personal one.
And i love westerns, though live as far from a western as can be - in the south pacific


Historical Writer/Editor said...

Wow, nice excerpt. I also love the romantic story about your husbands, the emotion that was clearly drawn. :) -Laura

Debra E. Marvin said...

I'm so glad to see you here Miz Ginger! and loved hearing your story. Two loves is so sweet! Congratulations on making such good choices and "sound investments!"

I do miss you around the old critique stomping grounds so I'm glad to hear about your book and wish you the best!

Petrea Burchard said...

I love your sweet stories of your good husbands. And yes, that's a fine kiss!

Ginger Simpson said...

I apologize for not being able to respond to each of your comments personally, for I appreciated each and the praise for my work, however I was camping. Need I say more. An Iphone, one bar, and in the middle of nowhere sort of kept me isolated. If I held my phone just right, I could read the comments, after it took twenty minutes for the blog page to load, so I waited until I came home to pass along my thanks...especially to Anita for sharing her blog with me and being such a great friend.