Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Out of the Past available on audible.com

Out of the Past is now on audio book




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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Out of the Past~~little touches of reality

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I wanted to give my story a sense of reality. I live in Iowa and because the book is contemporary and is set in Iowa, I wanted to give shout-outs to many local people and places. Tracey Garvis Graves is just one of many real people referenced who add interesting moments of 'reality' to a fictional story.

Even the music choices are shout-outs to some of my favorite artists and their music. The song references of Out of the Past were important to me and are not random. I wanted those song references to help set the scenes.

World famous cover model Jimmy Thomas (the model on the cover of both of my books) graciously agreed to be in the book.

Dreamcatchers Equine Rescue outside Colorado Springs also allowed the characters to inhabit their REAL ranch and mixing the real people with fictional characters was a blast. Mixing the real, with Torie and her fictional party of characters, will continue in the rest of the series.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Out of the Past~~one of Torie's Travels

Out of the Past~~one of Torie's Travels




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Torie travels to 1891 and inhabits the body of her great-grandaunt Mahala Wyman


                                            
 Dr. Jacob Krout and family
 

      
     The times in Grandma Rose’s house were always special. I was just blown away, walking through the rooms, preparing and having meals with the family, evenings sitting outside in warm weather and all the family talking about their days as well as news from town. Watching it all unfold as they carved out their place in Fremont during a century and a half of living.

     But then one warp—the fun ended, and it got a little too real. I had no mirror, but by looking at the young, un-marred skin of my hands and the dark-brown locks that hung over my chest, I knew. I was my great-grandaunt Mahala Wyman who shared a headstone with Judson and Rose. She died at twenty-one of heart failure, known as dropsy back then.

     I warped in, arriving in the back bedroom, facing the barn. I was in bed, and my pillows propped me up so I could see out the window. It was the same window that I had a photograph of with the barn and draft team. That was my other clue. I knew from other times there, that this was Mahala’s bedroom.
     This was also very unsettling. This was what my mom had died of six years ago. I knew now part of what my mom had endured. I felt ill. I could feel the illness in my body. I was weak and dizzy. I was in a long-sleeved cotton nightgown with blue blossoms and I was bedridden. Although I was covered only with a light sheet, my legs felt heavy and immovable, as if a heavy comforter or something was over them. The air was cool. I could hear birds singing outside. A light breeze ruffled the curtains at the window.
      I seemed to observe all this in a split second because then I became aware of the weight, as a person sat down beside me and I looked over to see a man dressed in a black suit. He put a stethoscope in his ears, unbuttoned my gown and placed the disc over my chest, listening to my heart. He was Dr. Jacob Krout. He had been the doctor in Fremont for more than forty-three years. He looked young, and was probably in his early thirties. I had seen several photographs of him which people had added to his online memorial. He was buried in Cedar with his family. His wife Mary Alice was a Dinsmore.

      He quietly listened to my heart as I studied his kind face.

      “Take a deep breath Mahala,” he requested. “And another. Good.” He smiled kindly at me and buttoned my gown. “I will be making the rounds to see your sister Ivy when I leave here. She and Joshua are sure looking forward to that little one. I don’t think I have ever seen a couple more anxious for a child.”

      The doctor looked from me, to some point at my left and I became aware that someone was holding my hand. My great-great-grandma Rose was sitting beside me, in a chair.

      “We are all looking forward to that new grand baby,” Rose said, patting my hand. “I think Mahala more than anyone. How is your family, Dr. Krout? Mary Alice and little Erma,”

      “Everyone is just fine. Erma will be going on ten years next month.”

      The doctor looked back to me and smiled. “I will stop again tomorrow.” He assured, rising and taking his stethoscope from his neck to place it into his medical bag on the floor beside him.

      “I’ll see you out, Doctor,” Rose offered.

      “I can see myself out, Rose.” He patted her shoulder and walked to the door. “Until tomorrow,”

      Rose turned her attention back to me as the bedroom door closed softy and I noticed she had a bible open in her lap. She began reading to me from some chapter. I have no idea what chapter it was. The good book wasn’t one of those on my book shelf. I hadn’t cracked a bible since I was confirmed at thirteen years old. Rose finished the passage and then lifted my hand and kissed the back gently.

      “Mahala, you are the light of my life, sweetheart. I want you to know that. I love you so much. We will read and pray every day until you are well. I have faith in God. You need to have faith and believe.”
     “I will, Mother. Mother, what day is it?”

     “Friday, April 10.”

     “What year?”

     She looked at me as though fearing I was having a fit or something. She touched my forehead gently, searching for fever. I was almost certain I knew the year because the doctor mentioned Ivy being anxious to deliver Katie, but I just wanted it confirmed.

     “Eighteen ninety-one, sweet,”

     Mahala Wyman died on April 11, 1891

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Out of the Past #1 on Amazon

  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #456 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store 
  • #1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Romance > 
  • Time Travel 
  • #1 in Books > Romance > Time Travel


Friday, July 26, 2013

Into the Future~~Goodreads giveaway in progress!


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~~Goodreads paperback give away is in progress! Sign up to win a free copy. I have placed a link on my blog to the entry form on Goodreads, just to the right of this post.~~ Good luck! Goodreads will inform the winners on Sept 15.

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When author Torie Mills moved to tiny Fremont, Iowa, she found the love of her life and the place where she finally felt she belonged. Five generations of Dave Cameron’s family had inhabited the large idyllic Victorian house he and Torie now called home. They settled in, started a family and seemed to be living the perfect fairytale ending.

Fast forward two years. The Cameron family, including little one-year-old Rose, have been chased from their home by the time travels they believed they had left behind. Quiet Mahaska County has become a Mecca for fans of the psychological thriller Where Evil Lived, which Torie wrote concerning the 1959 mass murder of her Mills cousins. It was just meant to be a way to help Dave heal and put it behind him for good. Now it had taken on a life of its own.

While Torie searches desperately for the answers that will fix her fractured family and allow them the happily ever after they deserve, Dave struggles to hold on to his sanity and keep a secret from her that will test him to the limits of his endurance as he comes to terms with the time travel gift that neither he, Torie nor their child will be able to resist or control. 

See where the story began~~
Out of the Past
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Thursday, July 25, 2013

Love's Endurance~~the sequel to Love's Vengeance

Love's Endurance

Here is a snippet from the sequel to Love's Vengeance




Timothy Colter had his back turned as he tied Sebastian to a post and smiled to himself, hearing the titter of giggles coming from behind him and inside the house near the front door. It was, no doubt, Lizzie’s constant irritations and little sisters, eleven-year-old Clara, nine-year-old Esther and little five-year-old Ruth, jockeying for a spot in the window to look out, as he turned for the steps.
“Esther, go tell Lizzie that Tim is here!” Clara ordered.
“No ,you go! I want to see Tim!” Esther returned juggling for a better view as Tim made his way to the front landing. He watched the three, positioned at the slim window that edged the front door and waved with an amused smile at the three, causing them to titter with excitement while jumping up and down.
The door was opened abruptly and all three girls spilled out onto the veranda to meet him. He was immediately hit with a gush of excited questions.
“Tim, is it true you are here to speak with father?” Clara exclaimed, hugging his hand to her cheek. “We overheard father talking to Lizzie. You are going to get married? Yes?”
“Are you going to be our new uncle?” Ruthie piped up, tugging at his suit coat with chubby little hands and gazing up at him, all wide-blue eyes and bouncing-brown curls.
“Not uncle, Ruthie. Brother in law. He will be our new brother,” Clara corrected her little sister patiently.
“Should I go find Lizzie?” Esther offered. “She is out in the backyard.”
“No Esther, let's just let Lizzie be, for the time being. Could you announce me to your father though?” he laughed, untwining himself from Clara and Ruthie’s grip and then lifting Ruthie into his arms. “And please girls let me speak with him alone for a moment, will you? Can you find him and then run along for just a bit? You will be the first I speak with—after Lizzie, of course. Can you do that for me?” he asked as he entered the house and just within placed Ruth to her feet.
“Of course Tim!” Clara assured. “Come along girls, let’s go call father. Tim you wait in the parlor.” She gestured to the room off the front hall and then with a blur of matching blue gingham and brown curls, the three scampered off in search of their father.
 

***
 

Tim rose from his seat as the Reverend Norton paused at the entrance to the modestly furnished parlor. His dark suit, one of only a few meager ones that he owned, was well worn and equally as modest as his home. His short cropped graying hair and whiskered face looked older than his forty-six years.
“Timothy, greeting and salutations! Praise God, for this wonderful day.”
“Praise God, Reverend, and thank you for accepting my request for our discussion.”
The Reverend reached into his breast pocket of his coat and produced the parchment note which preceded Tim’s visit by days.
“Your proposal was met with great enthusiasm by Elizabeth. Her regard for you runs deep.”
“Of course, as does mine for her, Reverend Norton.”
“You are aware that no dowry will accompany…”
“Lizzie is the only dowry I require, sir,” Tim assured quickly.
Reverend Norton chuckled warmly at the exuberance of the young man before him.
“Please sit Tim, and let us discuss your immediate plans.” He gestured to the sofa and took a seat in a chair positioned across from him.
“As you are aware sir, I have no home of my own at this time and my means of support is afforded by my merchant trade. I have accumulated the wealth to provide for a wife as I outlined in my proposal. A home will be in the offing within the year. In the meantime, Lizzie will live with me in the family home and of course, will be close to you and yours, which is both our wishes.”
“I am sure you wish to proceed in a timely manner and as the King's representative is in this parish I could perform the ceremony at my chapel, however, the banns will need to be published for the next three Sabbaths and the King's fee is five shillings. Your other option would be to apply for a license from the governor in Saint George. He being currently available, this might be accomplished in but days. You would have the option of paying a rather steep fee of twenty-five shillings for a ceremony at some other venue, which Lizzie seems to have her mind set that your home would be the perfect setting.”
Tim chuckled warmly. “I think my mother would be in agreement with that option as well. I believe she is polishing the silver as we speak. Of course you will consent to perform the ceremony?”
“I will, I will,” he affirmed with a nod.
“I will pay the King's fee to you as well.”
“It shall be well received, I assure you. Have you thought more on our discussion before your last voyage?” he asked with a raised brow.
“I have and will be of service when I can, for your endeavors. Robert and I have discussed it at some length and we are of a like mind to find some way and means to get those in question to some safe haven when the need arises.”
“Yes,” Reverend Norton nodded in agreement. “That seems to be the stumbling block. Solomon is an accepted member of the community but the other three darkies currently at rest with him while they recover from their ordeal at sea—we will be hard pressed to find them safe haven.”
Tim nodded. “We will put our minds to it and come up with a plan. The warehouse and contents in Jamestown must be dismantled and the moving and building of the new warehouse at Williamsburg will require a lot of brawn and those three can be part of our crew for the time being. Free men of course, but laborers, none the less.”
“Solomon has indicated they will be well enough to travel in short order,” Reverend Norton informed, then rose from his seat. “But enough of this business, I believe you have a young lady waiting to see you in the backyard, if I am not mistaken,” he said with a smile, folding up the parchment note again, before placing it inside the breast pocket of his jacket.”
“Reverend Norton, with your permission I would like to speak with Lizzie, alone for a few minutes, if you don’t mind. We will be in directly,” Tim nodded.
“Yes Timothy, I believe you will find her there,” he inclined his head to the backyard, with a warm smile. “Her mother and I will await you here.”
Tim looked out the veranda doors to see Lizzie seated upon a bench under a tree. He also noted Clara and watched as Lizzie shooed her away. “That little scamp!” Tim thought good-naturedly. “So much for surprise.”
Lizzie Norton smoothed the lilac muslin gown over her waist and arranged the puffed sleeves until uniform, just below the elbow. The sleeves were the only concession her father would allow to her modest everyday gown which was required to be appropriately modest for a minister’s daughter. Her light-brown hair which was a heavy mass that hung to her hips when allowed to hang free was twined in a genteel bun at her crown and just a few wisps of tightly curled tendrils were allowed to fall over one shoulder.
Tim opened the door, stepping out to the back veranda and closing it softly behind him. He leaned against the railing at the top of the landing, waiting until Lizzie noticed him before starting down the steps and walking slowly in her direction with a measured stride and a smile upon his lips.
Lizzie admired Tim as he started down the stairs. He was appropriately attired to come to ask for ones hand in marriage as she expected he would be. He wore a dark-brown velvet suit coat, with an embroidered waistcoat. His collar length light blond hair was pulled back in a leather tie at the nape of his neck.
His eyes locked with hers as he slowly made his way across the yard and she could barely keep herself seated demurely as he approached with hands clasped behind his back, sauntering slowly and playfully. She had not seen him for nearly three months. Not since his last visit before he left when they had stolen away for a romantic carriage ride. It had been a terribly long three months! Her only contact was the letter of intent that preceded this visit, addressed to her father and eloquently asking his consent to call upon him to formally request her hand in marriage.
She had been hoping for this day for years, ever since their earliest adolescent days when, at first, she would see him only at Sunday church services. As time passed and in the last year they had began to spend some time together courting. He had not been exclusive and his adventures at sea were an off limits subject but she had always been saving herself for him and had prayed diligently for this day to arrive. She wanted to leap into his arms now but somehow she kept her seat and allowed him to come to her.
Tim smiled and with amusement as he casually approached, he observed. “Well just look at you Miss Norton—all calm and serene, looking as beautiful as the last time I saw you. I am proud of you Lizzie. You’re going to let me get through this, I do believe.”
“I am ready to leap off this seat and into your arms this instant Master Colter, so you had best make haste and ask what you have come to ask,” Lizzie said with an excited squeal.
Tim chuckled and came to a stop and as he dropped to one knee before her, Lizzie’s feet bounced with excitement and she covered her mouth with both hands.
Tim outstretched his hand and Lizzie giddily placed her trembling one into his steady one and placed her other hand in her lap, calming herself with a deep breath in and out and then her smile was unstoppable.
“Lizzie, when I think of home, I think of you. When I think of love, I think of you. I cannot think of a life without you in it and to be sure I never suffer that fate—Elizabeth Mary Norton, would you please do me the extreme honor of consenting to be my wife?” Tim finished, lifting her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss.
“Yes, Tim! Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lizzie exclaimed and then as he came to his feet, she was in his arms and he lifted her off the ground, turning her as they shared a deep kiss, sealing the deal.
A chorus of high pitched screams and then giggles preceded Clara, Esther and Ruthie as they rushed from the side of the manor where they had stole away to watch unseen and soon it was a jumble of five sharing the private moment as they clung to the couple, jumping up and down with excited glee.
Reverend Norton and his wife watched from the back porch, laughing as they observed the mayhem before them.
“I would venture to guess that they all say yes,” Enid Norton confirmed to her husband with a laugh, then called. “Girls let them breathe, please!”
 
 

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Out of the Past~~some secrets revealed.




Out of the Past  amazon (kindle and paperback)

Just for my blog and facebook visitors I want to reveal a few of the secrets from book #1 of my trilogy, Out of the Past. Ready! Okay, here we go!


*My fictionalized town of Fremont, Iowa is very different from the actual small town. If you want to see my fictional downtown Fremont, you will need to go about 60 miles west to Grimes, Iowa. When I started writing I called Stevie of the bar Stevie C’s and asked him if he would allow me to put his bar into my fictional world. We talked about all the real details that I wanted to incorporate and I told him that I wanted anyone who was curious enough to go looking, would find that there really is a Stevie C’s in Iowa. They can actually have a seat at the bar Torie and Dave spend time at, see the street where the memorable dance occurs as well as see the rest of the real inspiration for my fictional downtown Fremont. Stevie told me, “Sure, go for it.”

*The band Toaster, real.

* Max Eubank, real

*The abandoned piano shop, real, although it is also located in Grimes. hehe

*Bill the barber, real. He truly is a barber in Fremont. He graciously agreed to a cameo role as himself.


* Johnnie Baitsell, real

* Dr.  Krout, real

*Keo-mah Genealogical Society, real. And they told me to bring them a copy for their library.

*Dreamcatchers Equine Rescue, real. 

* Paul and Julie DeMuesy, real. Julie is my own sister and Paul is her husband and they live at the rescue and they agreed to cameo's as themselves.

* The Plaza, real

*The email addresses referenced in the novel, real. hehehe and I have received a couple emails from readers who have discovered this secret. Good job!

*Jimmy Thomas, real and he is an internationally famous romance cover model who has a cameo appearance in the story as himself as well as gracing my novel covers. Also there is an interesting thread regarding him throughout Out of the Past. It was a blast to write.

*Cedar Township cemetery, real and many of those buried in the cemetery, who have been deceased for 150 years live again and inhabit the Fremont of old as Torie learns how to live in two worlds. It was wonderful being able to bring them back to life and give them all parts in my story. See elsewhere on my blog for some of their photos.


I have always loved time travel romance and a couple of my favorites are a little obscure but are the basis of the mode of travel for Torie Mills and Dave Cameron. Perhaps you recall the movie Somewhere in Time starring superman Christopher Reeve and another made for TV movie, The Two Worlds of Jennie Logan. I told you they were obscure. But where those stories depended on certain physical items that caused the people to go back in time, my trilogy will seem at first to be tied to Torie’s ancestral home but later it will be discovered to be much more.


Several other people have likened Out of the Past to the Time Traveler’s Wife, however the premise it very different and I am still working on all the rules of time travel in my imaginary world, even today. I know where the story will end but how to get there is evolving each day as I dive into Torie and Dave’s world and discover all its secrets.


I wanted the romance to be predominantly a contemporary love story with a time travel twist and a nail-biter of a climax. Torie Mills is beautiful, successful and a New York Times best-selling historical romance author. Determined to find some solace from her fast paced and demanding life, she decides to move to Mahaska County, Iowa—a mile outside of the tiny town of Fremont and into her great-great-grandparent’s old homestead. Her plan is to restore the property to its 1870 glory days.


She hires handsome, renovation expert Dave Cameron to do the work and together they bring the old Victorian house back to life. When Torie moves in, she discovers that restoring the house has opened a portal into the past. Time traveling each night to the Fremont of old, becomes her wonderful escape and her secret obsession.


When she and Dave become lovers, he gets swept into the travels as well—until they both realize, much too late, that there was evil in the past that would have been better left alone.

Out of the Past is a very contemporary love story with a time travel twist but has a suspense factor that will have you on the edge of your seat. 

Enjoy and then continue the adventure of Dave and Torie in book #2 Into the Future. Now available on Amazon kindle



Just for you blog blitz readers I want to reveal a few of the secrets from book #1 of my trilogy, Out of the Past. Ready! Okay, here we go!
*My fictionalized town of Fremont, Iowa is very different from the actual small town. If you want to see downtown Fremont, you will need to go about 60 miles west to Grimes, Iowa. When I started writing I called Stevie of the bar Stevie C’s and asked him if he would allow me to put his bar into my fictional world. We talked about all the real details that I wanted to incorporate and I told him that I wanted anyone who was curious enough to go looking, would find that there really is a Stevie C’s in Iowa. They can actually have a seat at the bar Torie and Dave spend time at, see the street where the memorable dance occurs as well as see the rest of the real inspiration for my fictional downtown Fremont. Stevie told me, “Sure, go for it.”
*The band Toaster, real.
*The abandoned piano shop, real, although it is also located in Grimes. hehe
*Bill the barber, real. He graciously agreed to a cameo role as himself.
*Keomah Genealogical Society, real. And they told me to bring them a copy for their library.
*Dreamcatchers Equine Rescue, real. Extra super-secret-Julie Demuesy is family. hehe
*The email addresses referenced in the novel, real. hehehe and I have received a couple emails from readers who have discovered this secret. Good job you obsessive super fans!
*Jimmy Thomas, real and he is an internationally famous romance cover model who has a cameo appearance in the story as himself as well as gracing my novel covers. Also there is an interesting thread regarding him throughout Out of the Past. It was a blast to write.
*Cedar Township cemetery, real and many of those buried in the cemetery, who have been deceased for 150 years live again and inhabit the Fremont of old as Torie learns how to live in two worlds. I was wonderful being able to bring them back to life and give them all parts in my story. See my blog for some of their photos.
I have always loved time travel romance and a couple of my favorites are a little obscure but are the basis of the mode of travel for Torie Mills and Dave Cameron. Perhaps you recall the movie Somewhere in Time starring superman Christopher Reeve and another made for TV movie, The Two Worlds of Jennie Logan. I told you they were obscure. But where those stories depended on certain physical items that caused the people to go back in time, my trilogy will seem at first to be tied to Torie’s ancestral home but later it will be discovered to be much more.
Several other people have likened Out of the Past to the Time Traveler’s Wife, however the premise it very different and I am still working on all the rules of time travel in this imaginary world, even today. I know where the story will end but how to get there is evolving each day as I dive into Torie and Dave’s world and discover all its secrets.
I wanted the romance to be predominantly a contemporary love story with a time travel twist and a nail-biter of a climax. Torie Mills is beautiful, successful and a New York Times best-selling historical romance author. Determined to find some solace from her fast paced and demanding life, she decides to move to Mahaska County, Iowa—a mile outside of the tiny town of Fremont and into her great-great-grandparent’s old homestead. Her plan is to restore the property to its 1870 glory days.
She hires handsome, renovation expert Dave Cameron to do the work and together they bring the old Victorian house back to life. When Torie moves in, she discovers that restoring the house has opened a portal into the past. Time traveling each night to the Fremont of old, becomes her wonderful escape and her secret obsession.
When she and Dave become lovers, he gets swept into the travels as well—until they both realize, much too late, that there was evil in the past that would have been better left alone.
Out of the Past is a very contemporary love story with a time travel twist but has a suspense factor that will have you on the edge of your seat. Enjoy and get ready for book #2 Into the Future which will be out next month.
- See more at: http://lynneconstantine.com/blog/all-author-blog-blitz-meet-dana-roquet/#sthash.1HMKqabd.dpuf
Just for you blog blitz readers I want to reveal a few of the secrets from book #1 of my trilogy, Out of the Past. Ready! Okay, here we go!
*My fictionalized town of Fremont, Iowa is very different from the actual small town. If you want to see downtown Fremont, you will need to go about 60 miles west to Grimes, Iowa. When I started writing I called Stevie of the bar Stevie C’s and asked him if he would allow me to put his bar into my fictional world. We talked about all the real details that I wanted to incorporate and I told him that I wanted anyone who was curious enough to go looking, would find that there really is a Stevie C’s in Iowa. They can actually have a seat at the bar Torie and Dave spend time at, see the street where the memorable dance occurs as well as see the rest of the real inspiration for my fictional downtown Fremont. Stevie told me, “Sure, go for it.”
*The band Toaster, real.
*The abandoned piano shop, real, although it is also located in Grimes. hehe
*Bill the barber, real. He graciously agreed to a cameo role as himself.
*Keomah Genealogical Society, real. And they told me to bring them a copy for their library.
*Dreamcatchers Equine Rescue, real. Extra super-secret-Julie Demuesy is family. hehe
*The email addresses referenced in the novel, real. hehehe and I have received a couple emails from readers who have discovered this secret. Good job you obsessive super fans!
*Jimmy Thomas, real and he is an internationally famous romance cover model who has a cameo appearance in the story as himself as well as gracing my novel covers. Also there is an interesting thread regarding him throughout Out of the Past. It was a blast to write.
*Cedar Township cemetery, real and many of those buried in the cemetery, who have been deceased for 150 years live again and inhabit the Fremont of old as Torie learns how to live in two worlds. I was wonderful being able to bring them back to life and give them all parts in my story. See my blog for some of their photos.
I have always loved time travel romance and a couple of my favorites are a little obscure but are the basis of the mode of travel for Torie Mills and Dave Cameron. Perhaps you recall the movie Somewhere in Time starring superman Christopher Reeve and another made for TV movie, The Two Worlds of Jennie Logan. I told you they were obscure. But where those stories depended on certain physical items that caused the people to go back in time, my trilogy will seem at first to be tied to Torie’s ancestral home but later it will be discovered to be much more.
Several other people have likened Out of the Past to the Time Traveler’s Wife, however the premise it very different and I am still working on all the rules of time travel in this imaginary world, even today. I know where the story will end but how to get there is evolving each day as I dive into Torie and Dave’s world and discover all its secrets.
I wanted the romance to be predominantly a contemporary love story with a time travel twist and a nail-biter of a climax. Torie Mills is beautiful, successful and a New York Times best-selling historical romance author. Determined to find some solace from her fast paced and demanding life, she decides to move to Mahaska County, Iowa—a mile outside of the tiny town of Fremont and into her great-great-grandparent’s old homestead. Her plan is to restore the property to its 1870 glory days.
She hires handsome, renovation expert Dave Cameron to do the work and together they bring the old Victorian house back to life. When Torie moves in, she discovers that restoring the house has opened a portal into the past. Time traveling each night to the Fremont of old, becomes her wonderful escape and her secret obsession.
When she and Dave become lovers, he gets swept into the travels as well—until they both realize, much too late, that there was evil in the past that would have been better left alone.
Out of the Past is a very contemporary love story with a time travel twist but has a suspense factor that will have you on the edge of your seat. Enjoy and get ready for book #2 Into the Future which will be out next month.
- See more at: http://lynneconstantine.com/blog/all-author-blog-blitz-meet-dana-roquet/#sthash.1HMKqabd.dpuf