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Switching from Highlanders to the Old West–Ghosts and Time Travel

I’ve always loved westerns, ghost stories, and time travel so in A Ghost of a Chance at Love I was able to combine three things I love with a romance and the town of Salado, Texas that I used to visit with my mother when she was still alive.

Whenever we visited, it made me think of what it would be like to live back then when the town was just begun. Imagine the buildings that are old now, were new back then. The stagecoach that just takes sightseers up and down the main street would travel 5 hours all the way to Waco, Texas, the city that was a town near where I was living. The Stagecoach Inn was now The Shady Villa Inn during the 1800s. You wake up in the inn to find the name has changed, everyone is dressed for pioneer days or some such thing, the road is no longer paved but dirt, and cattle are run through the main street during cattle drives.

So that is the story I’m now proofing. The Accidental Highlander is done and hopefully this weekend I’ll have all three books ready to republish.

I know I’ll have more books coming in for edits, so I want to get this done in the meantime.

I think this will be my last physical therapy day. It’s already cost me $925, insurance won’t cover a dime, and my shoulder is getting better. If I keep working on the exercises at home like I have been, I should be well on the way to recovery.

Have a beautiful day!!

Terry

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I Didn’t Get Anything Done

Except a little weeding while baby was here. She loves going outside and so I pulled some weeds out of the flowerbed out back. Out front, she was talking away to my ghost, who is about her size.

And the tabby kitty is sooooo sweet, but my puppies don’t love her like she loves me. I raised a cat with my dogs before, so they loved the cat, but these only think she’s like the squirrel and needs to be chased off. She’s very aggressive toward them, sleeps on the back patio next to the door like she owns it, and then hisses at them when I take them out on a leash. She left again, which is good. I don’t want my dogs hurting her.

It’s time for writing. I got nothing done yesterday, added 300 words to Woodland Fae, but baby was here until late, and then I went out to have pizza with her and her daddy…

So today, I need to write! It’s cooler out too and wet, and I need to pull more weeds.

Have a great day!!!

Terry

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Steam or a Ghost?

pizza (685x800) (2)I’ve never caught heat rising off food, ever, so is this really heat??? Or something…else? A pizza-loving ghost?

Fog over Lake Waco

Fog over Lake Waco

On the way home yesterday from Houston, the fog was so thick, I could barely see. On the way out to Houston, the thunderstorms were raining so hard, I could barely see. Hmmm, I believe that makes for the perfect Halloween travel. Not great for driving, but perfect for that spooky feel. I envisioned all the spooky shows I was watching while at my daughter’s, Sleepy Hollow, Shutter Island, and others–pouring rain, foggy days.

By the time I got home, the fog was patchier, like this. But before that, it was a blanket of fog.  Great for writing vampire stories and about other things that go bump in the spooky fog.

Houston

Houston between overpasses

My daughter and SIL think I’m crazy because I’m always stopping to take pictures.

IMax Movie Theater

IMax Movie Theater

But it’s so much fun!

Okay, I’m back to proof-reading Jaguar Christmas. Almost done. Since it’s a Christmas story, I’m thinking I need to have them give each other Christmas presents, yet, is it too much of the same-o, same-o? I don’t just give them Christmas presents, or, ahem, they give each other Christmas presents, but something that really means something. That’s what makes it special. And if I add anything, it has to be important in some way.

And…it’s not coming. So I’m nearly at the end of the story, and still can’t come up with the perfect Christmas presents. *sigh* Maybe…they don’t need any!

Have a super great Tuesday!

Terry

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The Stagecoach Inn, Salado, Texas

A lot of places had stagecoach inns at a time when the mail was delivered via a stagecoach, and it took priority over passengers. Often, their feet would rest on top of the overflow of packages and letters bound for other destinations. Certain seats had the best ride, and others could jar the rider to pieces. Stagecoach robbers were prevalent, and that’s why they had a man riding shotgun atop the wagon. Most times, robbers only wanted the passengers’ valuables, and didn’t want to kill anyone.

One of our friends had an ancestor who had robbed a stagecoach back in the day, and had been caught and hanged, though normally, it wasn’t done. Why the hanging then? One of the passengers had died from a heart attack during the stagecoach robbery. And since the robbers had given him the fatal heart attack, they were tried for murder.

This is actually a covered wagon, with the Stagecoach Inn sign. This hotel was originally called The Shady Villa Inn. Not only did those in the United States travel in covered wagons from the east coast to the west, they did the same in Canada. I was reading about some of my ancestors in Canada traveling from Ontario and further west in covered wagons. I find all of that stuff fascinating!

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This is the covered wagon–playground style. I actually used this in A Ghost of a Chance at Love, the story set in Salado, Texas.  She sees it in the present day Salado, but when she wakes up in the past? It’s gone! Just think of all the things you’d miss in the past???Playground stagecoach at Stagecoach Inn Salado 900 rhapsody

 

And here is a miniature covered wagon in front of the Stagecoach Inn. I love going to Salado. Some places make me feel I’m at home. Others, don’t. But when I go to Salado, I enjoy being there. So I wondered what it would be like to travel back in time, not a planned trip at all. A woman spends overnight at the Stagecoach Inn and finds her world turned upside down–murder, ghostly aberrations, (which several buildings there claim to have), a man in her bed who doesn’t belong, and who claims this is HIS room. All the modern day changes would be undone, and somehow she has to find her way home again. Not just home to Waco, Texas, but to the same time before she traveled to the past.

I write romances, so I can have the action, adventure, paranormal, ghostly stuff, but it’s still got to have romance. Soooo, every woman who ends up back in some distance time-travel past needs a guardian angel, right?

The ghost, and murder, and mysteries continue to haunt her. And there’s only one way to right the wrong. If she doesn’t get herself killed in the process.

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A Ghost of a Chance at Love

Time Travel Ghostly Romance

The past clashes with the present, and one woman finds herself fighting for her own identity in the past so that she can have a future with the man she loves–but with her ancestor’s hold over her–Lisa Welsh and Jack Stanton only have a ghost of a chance at love. 

Lisa Welsh only wishes to leave a messy divorce behind for a couple of days stay in Salado, Texas, but wakes to nightmares and a cowboy in her bed, and she has no earthly idea how he got there. But the situation gets worse when she wakes in the morning and learns she’s living in 19th Century Salado. Even more worrisome is the tall dark stranger and everyone else in town believes she’s some woman named Josephine Rogers. Only she’s supposed to be dead.

Jack Stanton can’t believe the clerk gave him an occupied room at the Shady Villa Inn, but worse, he was ready to ravage the woman in that bed—until he realized his mistake. Now the woman he thinks is Josephine, claims to be some other woman—and though he could never abide by Josephine’s fickle ways, this Lisa Welsh intrigues him like no other. Still, everybody in town believes her to be Josephine, and he steps in to help her find her way back home.

Murder, mystery, ties to family roots in the past, embezzlement and murder in the present, and a man she can’t get off her mind no matter what century it is, Lisa has no choice. She must solve the mysteries and face the troubles in her world and Jack’s or they will never be free to share the love that binds them across the ages.  

 

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Anyone ready for a trip back in time?

 

Terry
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