Showing posts from April, 2018

A Visit from Denise Weimer

For this week's installment featuring different locations of our Backcountry Brides novellas, we're visiting the land of “The Hornet’s Nest,” the setting of Across Three Autumns by Denise Weimer. Denise writes: In a historical novel, setting consists of both location and date. Across Three Autumns takes readers to Piedmont Georgia—the middle part of the state nestling between mountains, coast, and southern flatlands. This area where I now live includes rolling hills, hardwood and pine forests, and multiple lakes and streams. During Colonial times, pioneers described forests lush with wild oats, pea vines up to fifteen feet tall, wild grapes, and haws. Indians had burned off the forests annually to allow grasses to grow, a tradition settlers continued. Turkeys were so plentiful pioneers caught them in pens. The soil proved conducive to growing corn, wheat, flax, sweet potatoes, hemp, and fruit trees. In the early 1770s, most of Georgia’s settlements clustered near t

Introducing ... Backcountry Brides! And a visit from Pegg Thomas

I am so excited to get to introduce my current release, The Backcountry Brides Collection! All eight novellas are written by contributors of the historical blog Colonial Quills , which focuses on the American colonial and Federal eras. The collection was the brain child of blog founder Carrie Fancett Pagels , and to our knowledge, is the first all-colonial collection from Barbour Publishing, maybe even by any Christian publisher. Over the next several weeks, I'll be posting a series highlighting the settings for our eight novellas. (Other aspects of our stories are hosted elsewhere, so check back for announcements about those!) My first guest is Pegg Thomas , chatting about Her Redcoat ... Pegg writes: Is there anything more tranquil than a sandy beach and blue waters? Scatter some smooth stones along the shore, top a few waves with a crest of white, listen for the raucous call of the gulls, sniff the tang of pine in the air, and you’ve got the Straits of Mackinac where