Do you have a favorite fall memory linked to a train? What do you imagine you would see if you were riding a train in the fall? Join the authors of Wild CHild publishing and Freyas Bower as we Take an Autumn Train Ride through our blogs.
Prizes will include
- Four $50 gift certificates (two for Wild Child and two for Freya's Bower)
- An awsome swag package that includes:
- Bookmarks
- Books
- Wild Child T-shirt and mug
- Wild Child and Freya's Bower bags
- Four handmade, crochet coasters by Kit Wylde
- An autographed copy of Rosemary and Rue by Seanan McGuire
- A rare DVD copy of the Matheson/Furst classic "Up The Creek" (lovingly used)
- One ebook copy of a short story, The Dream (previously published as part of a Freya's Bower anthology.)
- Book trading cards
- Signed Dangerous Waters poster
- copy of "Battle for Blood: The Blood Feud"
- the winner's name as a character in one of our authors next sweet romance story.
- A Yankee Candle
- and more...
My first train ride . . . .
My very first memory of taking a train was in late fall, as
a child I spent a lot of time shipped off to one relative or the other. Most times this involved a rather long bus
ride. This was in the 60’s mind you,
these days putting a 5 year old on a bus by themselves might land you an
appointment with CPS. And I actually
think that first time I wasn’t quite 5 yet.
Shipped off to stay with my aunt in Wisconsin, I spent a summer with
her. As fall crept in, it was time for
me to head back home.
We drove to a small town where I assumed I would be boarding
another bus. Instead my aunt took me to
the train stop. As a small child that
train seemed like some giant monster. It
was windy, cold and dark out. And you
had to step across this gap between the platform and the train. The gap was illuminated from below by a light
that shone from beneath the train. As a
child I had no idea where that light came from, as an adult, I know it was from
car headlights on the other side of the train waiting for the train to leave.
This was the first time I had ever been on a train. Small memories surface from that train trip,
the flashes of color going by the window, the man who sat next to me—smoking,
asking me where my mother was, where my father was, why I was on the
train. I told him my mother was not
feeling well and she was in the bathroom. No one had told me what to say if
someone asked why I was on the train alone. When he didn’t go away I told him my mother
was going to be mad if he didn’t get out of her seat.
Looking back, I don’t remember if he got out of the seat or
not. I remember clearly that the seat
was a grey/blue, and the floor was dirty, and the toilet, it was open to the
tracks below when you “flushed”. And the
trees were in full color, racing by that train window.
TALES OF THE ZINGARI: BOOK 1: THE WIZARD'S HEART
$5.99
by S.R. Howen
"The old one will come. When he comes, his one true wife must carry within her a child of the old one who would be king. Only then can the heart be found and the evil of the world kept in its bounds." –The Prophecy of the Land
Sorann is the queen's daughter and training to be an empathic healer. Javert is a member of the wandering tribe called the Zingari and their future king. When Sorann's failed healer's magic test brings them together, they discover the prophecy governing the land is false. In order to prevent magic, and the Zingari, from being wiped from the land, Sorann must become Javert's wife and leave everything behind that she once held dear.
Tricked by demons, and followed by the queen's soldiers, they must find the fabled Wizard's Heart in the frozen Winter Valley.
What sacrifices will they have to make along the way, and will Javert ever discover the true meaning of the Wizard's Heart before his people and the love of his life are lost?
"The old one will come. When he comes, his one true wife must carry within her a child of the old one who would be king. Only then can the heart be found and the evil of the world kept in its bounds." –The Prophecy of the Land
Sorann is the queen's daughter and training to be an empathic healer. Javert is a member of the wandering tribe called the Zingari and their future king. When Sorann's failed healer's magic test brings them together, they discover the prophecy governing the land is false. In order to prevent magic, and the Zingari, from being wiped from the land, Sorann must become Javert's wife and leave everything behind that she once held dear.
Tricked by demons, and followed by the queen's soldiers, they must find the fabled Wizard's Heart in the frozen Winter Valley.
What sacrifices will they have to make along the way, and will Javert ever discover the true meaning of the Wizard's Heart before his people and the love of his life are lost?
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