This will be my last blog post for a while here at SMP. I’ve enjoyed sharing my thoughts with you over the past year, and hope to do so again in the future, but it’s time for me to hunker down and focus on finishing my next novel.
Working a day job doesn’t leave me much time for writing, and (as I’ve discovered) I’m a slow writer. If I ever hope to release Tarnished Copper ~ Forged Hearts Book Two, I need to find ways to devote more time to it’s completion.
For now, I’ll leave you with this excerpt from Fool’s Gold:
She stared down at her gloved hands clasped in her lap. Beneath the worn leather, her fingers and palms were rough with calluses from working the rancho, not the lady’s hands they once were. Riding horses and roping cattle did that, of course. Ever since her husband had succumbed to the fever over a year and a half ago and the ranch hands ran off to the goldfields, she’d had to learn to manage everything on her own. She had faced her challenges and overcome many obstacles, yet she couldn’t seem to manage this. A simple mortgage. That’s all she needed to get back to New Orleans.
Before she could formulate a new argument, the miner strode across the room. He dropped his saddlebags in the center of the desk with a solid thunk. She grimaced as the dust clouded around them, then settled.
“Hello, ma’am.” He gave her a quick bow and forced smile. “I’m Sebastian Henderson, Haydn’s brother and co-owner of this bank.”
She saw the resemblance now. His hair could be blond beneath the road dust, and he had the same eyes as the banker, although a deeper shade of green. Despite the physical similarities, though, he obviously lacked the refinement and manners of his brother. Nevertheless, she gave him a curt nod. “I am Doña Melissa Bertrand de Cabrillo. How do you do, Mr. Henderson?”
“Bertrand? As in Bertrand Shipping?”
“Yes. Now that we have that established, would you be so kind as to allow me to finish my conversation with your brother?”
“To be honest, I’m in a hurry. I’ll be catching a steamer in a few days, one of your family’s ships to be exact, and I have quite a bit to do before I leave. If you will excuse my interruption, my brother and I have very important matters to address.”
“I happen to be addressing ‘very important matters’ of my own,” she shot back.
“Haydn has already said we can’t help you. I see no need for this discussion to continue.”
Ire heated her blood at his rude dismissal, but she kept a steady outward demeanor. She needed to stay calm, stay focused. She would not give up until she found a way back to New Orleans.
Yet, as she considered how to proceed, she only saw futility in further attempts here. The Hendersons were not going to help her. That much was clear. She had to come up with another plan.
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