“I don’t care what you say I am not stepping into that
circle of stones.” Mary crosses her arms over her more than ample bosom. Lower
lip in a pout she firmly shakes her head no!
“Listen, you say you like time travel, what if you stepped in there and went back to ancient times. Just picture a stunning Irish native, with strapping muscles and arms strong enough to pick you up and whisk you away to his love-nest.” Lyn eyes the stones with a dreamy look on her face.
Patsy cracks up laughing and points to Lyn’s
feet. “First off, those hoofs are already in the stone circle and nothing has
happened to you yet.”
Nibby rushes up with Cuddles
and Hampy both riding on her back. Red eyes flashing she rams her head into Pasty,
who falls into Lyn, who puts her hands out to protect herself and pushes Mary.
All three of the Author Roast and Toast hostesses fall into the ring of faery
stones. Lights flash, little sparkles of all colors flash and in a blinding
glow the girls all scream. Mary sits up
and shoves Lyn and Patsy off of her. She looks around her as mumbles and groans
from the others suddenly stop. “You know ladies, I don’t think we’re in Kansas
anymore.”
“Kansas, we were in Kansas?” Lyn sits up and holds her spinning head.
“I feel as if I drank a quart of Mead.” She groans. Suddenly Patsy hollers and points,
biceps bulging.
“What the heck is that.” In line with her pointed finger Lyn
And Mary eye what looks like a faery. “Hey, it's a faery.”
“Ye’ll not touch the animal my lady.
She but followed the mental request ‘twas sent her. Mac’s party is beginning
and ye are almost late. Hurry now, me colleens.The townspeople have outdone
themselves. The tables are filled with food from the sea. 'T would be a shame not to have a piece of faery chocolate cake. 'Tis the Queen’s own recipe! Get on, ye are expected. And my skin ain't
green.” 
The girls stand, and with a wave of his hand they are at the party. The cozy town reminiscent of a Thomas Kincade painting. Mary sighs as she takes in the beautiful blooming flowers, the sweet scented blooms only rivaled by the sumptuous foods filling the tables.
“Hey girls, there’s Mac.” Lyn grabs their
arms and they rush to where a crowd has
gathered. Mac smiles and waves a welcome. “Hi there!” A grin fills Mac’s face
as she introduces them around.
“Donovan has gone to get your animals and Colin
promises not to scare them by changing into a wolf.”Mary laughs, “Have you met our creatures? They are not gonna have any problems. Lyn come back here you cannot go with the guy who brought us here. First we have to see the celebration starts with a roar. Patsy, will you do the honors?”
Patsy flexes
her popeye arms and smiles. “Welcome one and all to our roast. Today we are in
Ireland to celebrate the release of
Gift Of The Realm by our wonderful author Mac Crowne with a special Fairie Ceilidh. Let’s raise our glasses
and toast our guest! Mac, we wish you the best with your new story. Thanks for
this wonderful story.” Patsy raises her glass which holds a frosty faery
cosmopolitan, their own special brew, and secret elixir.
“Irish Toasts to Friends.
May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night, and a
smooth road all the way to your door.
There are good ships,
and there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships, are friendships,
And may they always be.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
Here’s to you and yours,
And to mine and ours,
And if mine and ours ever come
Across you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do
As much for mine and ours,
As mine and ours have done
For you and yours!
There are good ships,
and there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships, are friendships,
And may they always be.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
Here’s to you and yours,
And to mine and ours,
And if mine and ours ever come
Across you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do
As much for mine and ours,
As mine and ours have done
For you and yours!
I
have known many,
and liked not a few,
but loved only one
and this toast is to you.
To live above with the Saints we love,
Ah, that is the purest glory.
To live below with the Saints we know,
Ah, that is another story!
May the lilt of Irish laughter
lighten every load.
May the mist of Irish magic
shorten every road...
And may all your friends remember
all the favours you are owed!
Here's to the land of the shamrock so green,
Here's to each lad and his darlin colleen,
Here's to the ones we love dearest and most.
May God bless old Ireland, that's this Irishman's toast!
and liked not a few,
but loved only one
and this toast is to you.
To live above with the Saints we love,
Ah, that is the purest glory.
To live below with the Saints we know,
Ah, that is another story!
May the lilt of Irish laughter
lighten every load.
May the mist of Irish magic
shorten every road...
And may all your friends rememberall the favours you are owed!
Here's to the land of the shamrock so green,
Here's to each lad and his darlin colleen,
Here's to the ones we love dearest and most.
May God bless old Ireland, that's this Irishman's toast!
BLURB:
Beneath the fairie mound of Dunhaven's Door, two dreamers meet their destiny…
After a decade of trying to outrun her debilitating dreams, Keely returns to Ireland to face the ancient ring of stones and the man haunting them. Within the stones, she embraces her fairie heritage and her mystical gifts. But can she trust the handsome Halfling who shares her dreams and holds her heart?
When Keely reappears in his life, Colin’s fairie blood threatens to gain the upper hand. Compelled to assist the lovely Halfling, he agrees to help her break the three-hundred-year-old curse on their families, but he'll do it on his terms—as the black wolf.
Together, two Halflings can stand against any power, but only love can break the bonds of bitterness. Will Colin’s arrogant plan to outwit the King of the Fairies doom Keely for eternity? Or is their love enough to break the curse?
Gift of the Realm Excerpt
“They were real, Colin. Saraid and Owein aren’t just fictional characters from a heartbreaking legend.”
“So it would seem.”
“They’re your ancestors.”
“And yours,” he reminded her. “You’re a descendant of Saraid and Owein too.”
“I didn’t miss that detail."
“Yes, but has it occurred to you just what that means?” At her blank look, he added, “We carry Owein’s blood, Keely, as well as Saraid’s.”
She stared at him for a moment. Her disbelieving laughter took care of the residual tightness in her belly.
“Fairie blood?” she scoffed. “Please!” A lifted brow was his only response. “That’s as ridiculous as it is impossible.”
“Fairie blood?” she scoffed. “Please!” A lifted brow was his only response. “That’s as ridiculous as it is impossible.”
“As ridiculous and impossible as sharing your dreams with a handsome Irishman for a decade?”
PURCHASE LINK
Bio
I'm a wife, mother, and grandmother. My husband and I were blessed with two rambunctious little boys we managed to raise into wonderful men without any disfiguring mishaps. Dirt bikes and ESPN are the order around our house, and life at the 'Testosterone Ranch' more closely resembles one of today’s wacky reality shows, than yesterday’s Leave It To Beaver. My love of the romance genre has been a lifelong affair, both as a reader and a writer. A bout with breast cancer sharpened my resolve to see my stories shared with others. As of today, I am a four-year survivor, living her dream.
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As part of Mac's blog tour, including Author Roast, she is running a contest in the form of a virtual scavenger hunt. She'll be posting a question on her website to coincide with each of her hops, then directing her followers to the blog she's visiting that day where they will find the next clue in her interview answers. At the end of her tour, the visitor with the most right answers on her website will win a free e-copy of Gift of the Realm and a $25 Amazon gift card.
***GIVEAWAY***
To win a copy of Mac 's book, all you have to do is just leave a comment and your e-mail address.
Contest ends Sunday 29th April and everyone who comments is elligible.
91 comments:
Welcome to your Author Roast Mac, and congratulations on the release of 'Gift Of The Realm'. we're so pleased to be part of your Blog Tour and wish you much success.
Thanks so much, Hywela, and ladies, of course. I'm thrilled to be here. I love a good ceilidh, don't you? Oh, and take it easy on the elixir. Cosmos are yummy, but I know from experience, the fairies' secret recipe packs a magical punch that sneaks up on a girl.
So nice to have you as our special guest, Mac. Hmm - you mean the elixir of the fairies packs more of a punch than your normal Cosmopolitan (or even mead?) Wow! *hic*
Oh I love this place! So magical and the fairy - yum! I will have to put Gift of the Realm on my TBR list - sounds fantastic. Congratulations on the release. I'm off to catch more fairies - where's that elixir you're drinking Lyn?
Look at the wings on that guy! WOW! I'm in loooovvveeeee!
Lyn runs and hugs her sister hostess.
Hello Patsy. Mmm, this is the fairies' secret recipe. It sure packs a kick!
Er - do you think you should be inspecting his -er- wings, quite so closely> *wink*
Lyn runs and hugs her sister hostess.
Hello Patsy. Mmm, this is the fairies' secret recipe. It sure packs a kick!
Er - do you think you should be inspecting his -er- wings, quite so closely> *wink*
Hmmm. It might help if we all kept an eye on each other around the elixir bowl...or used smaller glasses.
*Hic!* Smaller glasses. No problem - although we might need more of 'em! :)
"best ships are friendships" and...testosterone ranch" LOL Mac, you are delightful. I love coming here and THOSE graphics. Amazing (I melt at sparkly things).
*waves* hello my Author Roast & Toast friends. Always know how to throw a party.
Sounds like a wonderful read Mac. Congrats.
Hi Karen
Welcome to the Roast, always lovely to see you. Do have some of this sparkling fairy elixir! There'll be music and dancing in a bit.
Glad you like the 'sparklies' they are rather magical aren't they - so is the fairy king (sigh)
Why thank you, Karen. I love being referred to as delightful! So glad you came by. Grab a glass-a small one!
Hello everyone! Had a problem with my mechanical stuff. But I'm on a roll now!How about that, a faerie Cosmos? Will I still be able to walk if I drink one?
I need a shot of the elixir or maybe a double shot.
Congrats on the launch of the Gift and your dreams..Mary O
moraggs@msn.com
Will I lose my inhibitions if I drink more of the stuff? I just finished my first glass and hey I'm flying!!! What's in that Cosmo! These faerie guys are looking better and better! Lyn wanna chase that one with me??? Yes, the one with the big baby blues!
Thanks so much, Nonni. I'm definitely living my dream come true.
Oh yeah, Mary. Faerie guys are something else. Did I mention they have... um, magical gifts?
Now you're talking. What gifts would we be referring to. Presents or presence??LOL!
Oh definitely presence. With a capital P! But they've been known to whip up a present or two on occasion. When last we left Colin, he was about to teach Keely how to...well FLY! And he's only half faerie.
I'd like to put my name on that list for lessons. And I don't mean flying lessons! I'd like to learn about the handsome faerie myself!! Gotta get your book!!! I love Celtic stories like this and I wish I could bring one of those Presences home with me!! How about another short excerpt Mac??!??!!
Wheee, I wanna fly. Mary sweetie, what d'you mean 'lose your inhibitions'? I didn't know you had any to start with! (Lyn ducks, as Mary throws a piece of chocolate cake at her. (Good job there's plenty more where that came from!)
Oooh yes, another excerpt, Mac dear - pleeeese!
Hmm. Let's see. Yes, here is one of my favorite moments early on in the story. Excuse the formatting, please. I'm a newbie you know.
She tossed a thick stalk onto the small pile at her feet and set the claw at another. Her continued silence said she was done with him, and expected him to go.
He abused her of that expectation by taking a seat at the small table beside the garden. He sat with his legs spread, elbows propped on his knees. Donovan lifted his head to stare at him, his dark brows puckered above darker eyes that seemed to plead with him to bring peace to the garden once more.
“I am your friend, Keely,” Colin told her, “and I’d like to help if I can.”
She paused at her chore, tilting her head to eye him suspiciously from beneath the brow of the hat. “Why would you want to do that?”
He rubbed a hand over his jaw. “Well, now, there’s a question. It turns out I’m not the sort of man who can ignore a mystery.”
“That’s not the impression you gave yesterday.”
“Yesterday I was near to being speechless.” A slow smile spread across his face as he decided how to break through her pique. “A man can be excused for being a bit rattled when sitting across from a lovely woman who’s just admitted to dreaming of him for the better part of a decade.”
She fell back on her heels, her eyes widening. “I didn’t admit to dreaming of you, Quinn.” She jabbed the claw in his direction. “I said you joined me in the dreams.”
“You’d consider that a distinction, and yet you admit you’ve been dreaming of me. I prefer my own interpretation.” Confusion knit her brow, and he could see she wasn’t sure if she wanted to blast him for being an arrogant ass, or smile. He pressed the advantage. “I’ve a clearer head this morning, darlin’. I’m here to offer my help.”
She didn’t react to his use of the endearment, but he didn’t miss the flash of interest in her eyes at his offer of help. “Just how, exactly, do you propose to do that?”
“These dreams we share.” He paused, pleased to see a faint blush spreading color on her cheeks. “They always take place at The Door?”
She nodded.
“The way I see it, you’ve made Dunhaven your home, but you’ve spent little time here. I, on the other hand, have lived the whole of my life in Dunhaven — except for the time I spent at university, and you’ll not be holding that against me.”
“I won’t, huh?”
He grinned. “No, darlin’, you won’t.”
“Hmmm.” She glanced away, fiddling with the tool clutched in her lap. He winked at Donovan, and gained a dog grin. Now they were getting somewhere.
Mary licks her fingers and decided to eat the rest of the cake instead of throwing it. Aha a bottle of mead. This ought to do it. Mary hands the mead to Lyn who snarfs it down whilst engaged reading that terrific excerpt (Mac! :0) yes!)
Mac squeals as she sees Lyn drink it.That's not mead Lyn it's I hate to tell you.It's blarney stone liquid SEED! It grows blarney in whomever drinks it. This oughta be fun!!!
I KNEW that elixir was going to cause trouble!
Oooh, begorrahh, that was a wonderful episode, indeed it was, Mack, m'dear, there'll be no stopping you now, indeed there won't. If that's just a short excerpt from your novel, then I'm telling you I'm after reading the whole thing, so I am, indeed. I'm fallin' for Colin, so I am. Yes indeed. What a darling man he sounds, what a charmer and...*hic* (Lyn pauses for breath and blushes at the shocked expressions on the faces of those around her.
lol Ah, thanks, Lyn. I admit to being a bit concerned about you, but what the heck. It's a party! Indulge. And if you remember your kind words tomorrow, I'll thank you again.
Trouble makes things a bit more fun!
Oh Lyn you're full of blarney!!
I told you not to drink the whole thing!
Did you put today on the TWRP promo loop. I tried to but the curse of the mead seed, musta stopped it. I never got it myself.
We don't want them to miss this party. Whoo Wooo! Hot Celtic men always stir the masses.
My mother really believes in little people and I don't mean children. Me this is the first party I've ever seen the fae attend!! They are a handsome people eh?
I think the leprechauns are playing tricks on the fairies! I tried earlier but mine didn't get through either. I've fired my laser gun and they seem to have got there now (I hope)
Oh you're so right about the fay people (Tylwyth Teg we call them in Wales!) They're certainly a handsome race. Do you think the blarney's wearing off?
I think the leprechauns are playing tricks on the fairies! I tried earlier but mine didn't get through either. I've fired my laser gun and they seem to have got there now (I hope)
Oh you're so right about the fay people (Tylwyth Teg we call them in Wales!) They're certainly a handsome race. Do you think the blarney's wearing off?
I think that curse is spreading. Nothing's going out over that loop or any other that I can see. None of you ticked off one of the fairies did you?
Don't think so - unless flirting ticks them off!:) I definitely blame it on the leprechauns.
We'll keep the party going over the weekend and hope the folks get released from their spell (Yahoo strikes again methinks)
It wasn't me, it hadda be Patsy. You saw her hug that hot guy we saw before and I think he almost choked to death. She don't know her own strength. Ya know. Then she told him about the blarney. But they said it wears off quick. I then asked how quick when you drink mead with it. He wasn't sure, but he wants to meet you Lyn, I have had net problems all day, I got it all. Patsy says he Likes women who aren't afraid to tip a few! Or whatever...I said she's not easy, just tipsy. He still wants to meet you! Those fae are such gentlemen. Ahem.
Well, we are dealing with mystical powers here. You never know what the fae are going to do. You can't turn your back on them, so keep your eye on that hot fae gentleman, Patsy.
And I love the idea of extended any party.
Let's give our bloggers a chance to redeem themselves.They don't know what they're missing! Tonite is gonna be a good time. Hey, whose that in the cloaks and hoods? Druids??? AHHH!
LOL! Sorry, I can't help it. Maybe it's just been a long day, but I've been on my best behavior all day while snickering away at all your comments, ladies. And I don't think your entertaining antics have anything to do with the elixir.
Druids - did you say druids? Oh, perhaps I was dreaming.
Lyn stretche and gazes at the sun streaming through the windows, shinging through the standing stones on the distant Irish hill...
Oh yes now I remmember. What - you think we behave like this all the time? Not just when we're 'high' on elixir? The very idea. A more modest, discreet group of ladies you'd be hard pressed to find! (Lyn has her fingers firmly crossed behind her back).
Well it seems the leprechauns are innocent - and it was definitely the Yahell gremlins that caused communication problems yesterday, the visitors didn't get their invites. Let's hope we can get some through today and keep this party going!
You're a delightful guest, Mac, an I hope 'Gifts' sells a million!
Great blog ladies.
Love all the fairies, they are gorgeous.
Best of luck with the release Mac.
Cheers
Margaret
Hi Margaret, thanks so much for stopping by and helping Mac celebrte her release.
Yes - there's something about a fairy!:)
Thanks Margaret,
Yep, the fairies are gorgeous and they love a good celebration. So, nice of you to stop by.
I'm so late to this party. *eyes crumbs of cake and dribbles of faerie wine critically* I hope you saved me more than crumbs and drips... I need to toast Mac for your accomplishment and celebrate four years of survival (more if I count raising two boys!)
Love ya Mac. May you have many years of sales and a lot of money to show for it. If this excerpt is any indication- that wish has already been set in motion!
what a beautiful site and a fantastic story. Awesome job. I hope you will have many many sales.
Calissa, for you, I'm sure my faerie friends will whip up a bit more cake, and their elixir never runs out!
Thanks so much for the kind words, and for stopping by.
Why thank you, Tessa. (From your mouth to readers' ears.) Oh, did I say that out loud? Elixir first thing in the morning. Nothing but trouble, yet so yummy.
Hi Calissa, nice to see you again. Enjoy your cake and elixir. I agree - fantastic excerpts
Hi Tessa, thank you so much for stopping by, yes, can't wait to read Mc's story!
Our behavior has nothing to do with the elixir we're nuts! We got it all! And proud of it.I am really looking forward to reading this one!!
Oh what a lovely bunch of cocoanuts!
I was with this really hot fae guy and I had to pull Lyn outta a fight with a faery. The hair was flying, now I seem to have misplaced him!!
Any suggestions?
I think he's gone to find a lost vowel, Mary, did you notice I called Mac 'Mc'!:)
Sorry Mac!
I saw that, Lyn, but since this a party, I just assumed you were having a really good time. No problem. I've been called much worse. ;-)
Oh you're a darlin' girl begorrah! :)
Admit it Lyn, you're still being affected by the blarney seed thing huh?
Mc is that short for Mac? I have to tell you guys, I really do wanna go through the stones and end up in a much younger Erie! Wouldn't that be cool.
Did you know that Patsy left with some guy on a trip? Do you think he went willingly or did she use her great strength to drag him with her?
We'll have to ask her!
Ladies, I've so enjoyed celebrating my dream coming true with you. You're such a fun group, if a bit quirky. But then, quirky is a positive trait in my opinion.
I know, however, how fresh your grief is, having so recently had your hearts broken by the loss of your good friend, Sharon. Considering how you all must be suffering, I'm doubly humbled by your energetic enthusiasm and kindness.
I can't thank you enough for your warm hospitality.
Mac
Gift of the Realm sounds like a wonderful gift for readers!! I can't wait to read it, Mac and I'm wishing you all the best. Sorry, I can't stay and enjoy the party. Jasper swears the fairies hid his green squeaky toy once and he's never quite forgiven them.
maeve at maevegreyson dot com
Sorry I'm a little late getting here. Oh, this is very nice. Um, is that a six-foot-three-inch male fairy over there, with a very... uh...healthy body. Maybe I'll just go sit with him, ask him some important questions about his life, what it's like to be a fairy, his address and phone number...you know, all the vital information..and have something to drink. And huge congratulations, Mac, on being a magnificent survivor and, of course, on your debut book and all the others you'll be writing during the next 50 decades or so.
Darcy
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Maeve they took his toy! Mean faerie, Mae's are nice.
Mac, Sharon loved this roast and we know because it meant so much to her, that we do it for her. She's up there laughing right now. I can just imagine what she'd be doing to me at this party! Smile for Sharon, how could you not! And enjoy you big achievement. I know how hard you've worked to have it!
Thanks so much for the kind words Maeve, and tell Jasper I'll keep an eye out for his squeaky toy. I have an in with fae you see.
Hi Maeve and Darcy, lovely to see you. Thanks so much for stopping by.
Mary and Patsy, do stop flirting, I dunno, can't take you two anywhere!:)
Um, Darcy, be careful sitting there with a gorgeous fairie and drinking elixir. You don't have any squeaky toys with you, do you? I hear their a favorite of The People. And thanks for your warm words, although 50 decades! Holy um...elixir! I'd need to dump hubby and marry a fairie myself to make it that long.
*Eyes that fairie by the tree*
Hmmm. Come to think of it...
;-)
I know Sharon is smiling, Mary. In fact, I'm sure she experienced a few chuckles watching you girls' antics with all this mystical hunkiness around.
Congrats on the release, Mac! Sounds like a wonderful story. :)
Hi Babette, welcome to the Roast! There's still chocolate cake and elixir, so help yourself!
Mac, we've loved having you here, you've been a real trooper and your book sounds amazing, we wish you many, many sales and lots of success in the future.
Like Sharon, you faced a huge ordeal with courage and determination. We miss Sharon dreadfully and always will, but like Mary said, she loved this bit of silliness and enjoyed promoting our weekly guest, and we carry it on as a tribute to her, knowing that her spirit is still with us
Let's raise a glass of 'special fairy elixir' to Sharon and to Mac!
I'll drink to that! And I'm not just saying that because I'll drink to pretty much anything. Really.
Thanks Babette. So glad you could stop in and be careful of the elixir. These girls are pushing it like crack dealers, but it packs a sneaky wallop.
Okay, ladies. As much as I hate to, I'm going to have to say goodbye for the night. Another group of awesome women are hosting a launch party for Gift of the Realm in about an hour and they'll be ticked if I'm late. I'll stop by in the morning to see if any of you are still standing, and if Patsy ever came back from her trip with that guy!
Thanks a bunch and have fun!
Thanks Mac - I'd love to come with you but it's an hour after midnight here in the UK!
Have fun and I'll pop over tomorrow before chapel if I wake up in time.
Meanwhile I think I'll have some more of that delicious fairy exlixir as a nightcap!
Goodnight all, and watch out for those hunky fairy guys, scattering magical dreamdust!
What a great party! You've been wonderful and we have so enjoyed having you. Writing should be fun, it makes reading even funner!!
Neat party and great conversations!
Kari
searching4princecharming(at)gmail(dot)com
Hello Kari,
Welcome to Mac's celebrtion Roast. Glad you're enjoying it!
Couldn't see where to post a comment, but wanted to say your story sounds great. Also, your survival is a real motivator. May all that happy positive energy will see you through.
Julie Eberhart Painter
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The ladies sure do know how to throw a party. Don't they, Kari. So nice of you to drop in.
Hi, Julie. Thanks so much. And you are right, survival is a great motivator. Although I would have avoided breast cancer if I could have, the experience taught me many good things, like reaching for my dream and enjoying every moment I'm given. I'm happy to say I'm doing both.
I don't know how everyone else is feeling this morning, but between the elixir here yesterday and the 'fairies blood cosmos' served at the launch party my g'friends threw last night, I'm moving a bit slow.
What a great party, no one warned me about the fae hangover. You wanna just keep going!! The best of luck Mac!Y
Alittle late getting here. I missed all the fun. Really nice book cover. Your book sounds really good. I enjoy stories set in Ireland.
Sue B
katsrus(at)gmail(dot)com
Hi Sue
Not to worry - better late than never, you're always welcome at the Roast - yes that's a great cover isn't it!
Welcome, Sue. One is never too late to party. Thanks, I am thrilled with the cover myself. Diana Carlile at The Wild Rose Press did the artwork. She hit my exact vision right on the nose. Thanks come dropping by.
I'm a little late to the party, but I just saw the post.
Hi Mac,
Faeries, shifters, time travel-- and it takes place in Ireland--It couldn't be more perfect. I'm already hooked. lol
I wish you the best with your new release. May you always have the gift of gab and May there always be a wee bit a magic in all you do.
kmnbooks at yahoo dot com
Hi Karen
So glad you could join us at Mac's party, thanks for your comment - have a magical day yourself! :)
Oooh, sorry, only just spotted this post. Brilliant faerie ceilidh!
Mac, loving the cover. Very atmospheric. Good luck! :-)
Hi Cathie,
Glad you liked our little shindig - Mac's cover is gorgeous,isn't it!
Hi Karen.
As one of eight kids in an Irish family, the gift of gab was a requirement, if I didn't want to get left behind in the chaos and I consider every day a magical gift.
Thanks so much for dropping in.
Hiya Cathie, and thanks. I think the cover rocks! The ladies throw a kick-butt ceilidh, don't they? So glad you found us.
Thanks so much, everyone, for making my celebration ceilidh one to remember.
Now, for my first winner of an e-copy of Gift of the Realm. (I know I'm weird, but this is really exciting to me)
Drum roll, please ...
Congratulation, Karen Michelle Nutt. I hope you enjoy Keely and Colin's story.
Thank you for being such a fantastic guest of honour, Mac, we've loved having you!
And congratulations Karen!
Thanks so much, Mac!! I can't wait to read your book!!
The opening gives me a taste of humor and magic wrapped inside an interesting plot. Very well done!
Hi Howard, many thanks for visiting and your kind comment on Mac's book.
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