Pleased to Introduce my friend, the delightful Sarah Ballance, author of An Unexpected Sin

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Sarah Ballance: Why Salem?
I’ll be the first to admit a book set during the Salem witch trials doesn’t exactly scream romance. For that matter, the setting doesn’t even whimper romance—at least not at first glance. I mean, there were hangings and rotting jail cells and constant fear—not just of the evil that supposedly lurked among the people of Salem, but of being accused of so-called affliction and being sent to die. This fear was tangible. It lived and breathed among these people as if it were one of their own, and I admit my initial draw to Salem had a whole lot to do with its dark history.
But then came the challenge.
This wasn’t just a terrible period that tends to get a lot of play on the History Channel each October. It was a time in which people (or the lucky ones who survived) lived. They loved, they lost, they feared, and they had stories. Looking back, it was a relatively brief, terrifying period, but for those who lived it, it was so much more. Not just death, but life. And through the pages of my Sins of Salem series, I hope to connect you to what’s largely been left out of the history books.
To the romance.
For more on the Sins of Salem series, please click here.
AN UNEXPECTED SIN (A Sins of Salem Novel)
Colonial Salem
The moment the stranger’s dark eyes meet hers, Anne Scudder’s world is immediately overthrown by chaos. That single flare of desire is immediate, driving away all notions of propriety. Instead, Anne is consumed with sinful thoughts – ones that no unmarried girl should ever have for a man who isn’t her husband…
But Josiah Cromwell is no stranger.
It’s been six years since Josiah stole kisses from Anne, his best friend’s younger sister. Six years since Josiah left after his best friend’s death, burdened by the knowledge that he was responsible for destroying Anne’s family. Now he’s returned to claim the woman he can’t live without. But even as their desire threatens to consume them both – body and soul – the dark workings of suspicion and witchcraft are afoot.
Because in Salem, too much passion can lead a woman to ruin… and condemned to death.
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 Title: AN UNEXPECTED SIN (Sins of Salem #2)
 Author: Sarah Ballance
 Genre: Historical Romance
 Publisher: Entangled Publishing
 Sold by: Macmillan
 Release Date: April 14, 2014
 ISBN 13: 978-1-62266-547-1
 Available format(s): ebook
EXCERPT
She raked his hair. Clutched desperately at his back. Found it was she who moved against him, for he had eased his grip in favor of taking fierce hold of her breasts. In the dark and through her clothes, he put his mouth over first one, then the other. Desire toppled her sensibilities until she was left arching her back, every part of her begging to be closer. Begging for the kind of fulfillment she knew in her heart only he could deliver.
Begging until he broke free.
Breathing heavily, he bathed her in the lopsided, boyish grin she had long adored. “Your father will see me to the gallows for this,” he said in his low, husky voice.
Though the logic of his words found her, she wanted not for sensibilities. She wanted Josiah. “My father sleeps upstairs.”
Josiah took a deep breath. “It is not often I wish to be a lesser man,” he said, “but a lesser man has a certain advantage when a beautiful woman comes to him in the dark of the night.”
A beautiful woman. Anne had never imagined such a description could belong to her. “You could never be a lesser man.”
“Rest assured, if you return to my room in the dark of the night, I will be nothing more.”
Though his tone was light, she did not miss its undercurrent. His serious nature made his words all the more thrilling, for they left little doubt as to what he wanted—or how badly he wanted it. She could not keep the smile from her voice as she asked, “Are you saying I need only walk from the room for a minute’s time to make a lesser man of you?”
“I would like to think myself more honorable, but I make no promises in my current state.”
“Perhaps we should test that supposition.”
He grinned and leaned in, kissing her softly. “As much as I ache to know every inch of you,” he said, “it is not my desire to make off with your honor like a thief in the night.”
She splayed her fingers across his warm, bare chest and took a deep breath of courage. “You have long stolen my heart. My honor will not be far behind.”
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ABOUT SARAH BALLANCE
Sarah Ballance is a multi-published author of contemporary, historical, and supernatural romance and romantic suspense. She’s been married to her own romantic hero for what he calls a “long, long time” (and no, he’ll never hear the end of saying that). Together they have six children … and clearly too much time on their hands. She currently writes for Entangled and has upcoming releases from both Entangled and Samhain Publishing.

Sarah Ballance

I’m interviewed today by Angel Kay Austin. . .

TBNTE V 2 CVR for AReI’ve been tagged by one of the best writers I know, Angel Kay Austin. We met a few years ago when she became a Vanilla Heart Publishing author and right away, through emails, became friends. One of the beauties of cyber space where friendships spring up and people you might never have met reach out to each other.

My writing process and more:

What am I working on now?

Fingers fly as I write another Mature Romance, this one beginning in 1948 to culminate years later. From High School romance to adulthood and all the changes between. A lot of the beginning is personal; a trip down memory lane with innocence, virginity, first kiss and then the Korean Conflict . While the writing triggered feelings from long ago, I still laughed to remember and moved on, with a fictional story to tell. I love losing myself in a story, feel it evolve, characters grow and take over. Authors live a solitary life quite different from other occupations. In the quiet of a room, creative juices flow and at The End, we celebrate with tears. My Mature Romances now end with The beginning. . .Not The End.

How does my work differ from others in the genre?

Mature Romance is a relatively new genre. Since I’m 83, (when did that happen?) I know from experience we are sexy seniors who believe “It isn’t over ‘til it’s over.” Making love isn’t as easy as it once was but we manage. Instead of ooh and ahh, we find ourselves sometimes saying ouch and try this or move the pillow here but it’s worth the effort. Trust me. I know from experience.

Why do I write what I do?

My books are about women who survive and thrive to move on to make a better life. Been there, done that and if necessary, I ‘ll do it again. Women are strong. We’re the ones who can raise a family, keep the home working smoothly and if necessary have another job beyond. That’s a lot of territory to cover for one female and there ‘s an army of us who accomplish just that every day.

How does my writing process work?

I write every day and don’t forget promotion. You write a book; your work isn’t finished. Social media needs tending to. That by itself is almost a full time job.

I hope you’ve enjoyed a glimpse into my personal life as a writer.

Next visit a couple of my friends and discover what they feel and think about their writing processes.

Chelle Cordero

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Best to everyone on this lovely spring day.

Charmaine

 

No Time for Green Bananas
Celeste Hamlin, seventy-five year old widow, has a goal… conquer the six mountains in the Saranac Lake region before deciding what to do with the rest of her life. Sixty-two year old Professor Paul Harris, meets the dynamic Celeste, and recalls the last words his wife said before she passed. “Find another love and begin again.” Will they begin again?

 

She Didn’t Say No
Grace didn’t say no to the Big Man On Campus, Scott Dwyer. And then her life changed… Years later, a too-close encounter of an unpleasant kind with a skunk and Scott’s German Shepherd reunites the former lovers. What happens in between are their stories of beginnings and endings and love lost, then found.

 

Dr. D and the Dad
A trip over a mound of sand on the beach begins a journey for Diane O’Rourke and Tony Flannigan. She’s a pediatrician, a bit over weight; he has a foster care home with three children under his sheltering wing… and a dark secret. Can they overcome the past and make the future work for them? They might just find the initial trip was well worth it.

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4/13/14 WEWRIWA

Sun shining on NY today and I’m torn between writing and gardening. Writing wins first prize in my heart so I’ll stretch, take a long walk in my quiet neighborhood admiring daffodils bobbing yellow heads to greet me and return to write.

Meanwhile, She Never Said Yes continues. 1948. A time of innocence for Joy Davison will be short lived when mother uses the word ‘privileges’. Thanks for the helpful comments and words of encouragement with my WIP.

excerpt in a dubious eight:

Mom stopped her careful slicing of the roast, gray eyes peering across the kitchen counter to look at me. “Ask him to step inside next time he walks you home; he’s a senior, Joy, and you’re a sophomore. Remember my words; do not allow privileges because boys lose respect.”
She’s making a big deal out of a date, I thought running up to my room, it’s a dinner dance, but what’s privileges? Afraid to ask, I settled down to some easy homework almost missing Mom calling to me, “Phone for you, daughter, his name is Danny.”
Racing downstairs, I closed the den door and picked up the phone to say hello.
“It’s Danny Wilson, I, uh, want to tell you something so can I come over for a few minutes?”
Uh oh, he wants to cancel the date; “Dinner’s soon so hurry,” and up the stairs I ran to brush my teeth, comb messed hair, sneak a dab of Mom’s expensive cream , snitch a tiny bit of rouge and a final touch of Rosy Future lipstick blotted neatly and ran down just in time to turn the outside lights on and open the door to his ring of the chimes.
“Hi, come in; my mother wants to meet you.”    SA Charmaine pic 2 resized

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Must be close to Easter. . .

Photo: My Easter egg mad scientists being very creative with the colors 󾮗󾬐󾌵  Grandest and Granny in the kitchen. Two crazed scientists with boiled eggies and a batch of colored pellets she’s smashing in too-big containers. Laughing and carrying on every years as she grows older and as for me? Well, I’m just me. The original nutty professor playing hopscotch on a shoveled driveway in the winter, gathering fallen sticks to make a pretend campfire on freezing hoods and scarves day. All with my favorite grandest granddaughter.

Of course driving home, all of me aches and I can’t wait to change into more warm sweats and socks. Dinner to put together and then to write. Mature Romance with sexy seniors who believe it isn’t over ’til it’s over.

Here she is with her pal, Gracie, rescued from running homeless by a river in Arkansas to be rescued by daughter and grandest last summer. I love saying, “Goodnight, Gracie.” Who wouldn’t? In my story Before the Final Curtain, there’s a dog named , what else? Gracie, and I used the line.

Thanks for stopping by, folks.

Before the Final Curtain  

Once lovers, aging actors collide on stage as stars in a romantic comedy written and directed by a manipulative director. Add to the mix the talented assistant, a tough stage manager, one prominent costume designer, two young actors, secrets and gossip. Show business. There’s no business like it. 

Review

 The Beginning… Not the End, Volume 1 shows us that seniors are sexy, strong, and so, so, passionate. I particularly enjoyed Joyce’s story in Young at Heart, but all three had me smiling, laughing, and at times, tearing up a bit from the tender emotions rendered by Charmaine Gordon so perfectly. Three generations of my family are now begging for more mature romances from Charmaine Gordon.

Betty Matheson

 

                            

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                                                                                          And here at last are Grandest and Gracie. As you can see, she fell asleep while I fiddled around trying to post. Sorry, love

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4/6/14 WEWRIWA

We could while away the hours conferring with the flowers, consulting with the rain. . .Why do I feel like the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz? Why not? It’s Spring again and birds on the wing again-but as the old joke goes-”I always hoid the wing is on the Boid,” if I only had a brain. Are we having fun or what, my friends?

Continuing with She Never Said Yes, my WIP. Joy asked Danny to the club dinner dance, he said okay and somehow the school day passed. Walking home, they meet.

Excerpt in eight:

On the way home from school, I heard Danny call, “Hey Joy, wait up,” and at last reading Seventeen magazine paid off since I’d just memorized the latest advice column on how to talk to boys.
He carried my books and took long steps so I had to kind of double step to keep up; without saying a word he slowed and I asked my first question, number one on the list.
“What’s your favorite sport, Danny?” Grinning he opened his jacket to show off the S for soccer stitched on the white letter sweater, a big deal at our school and I wondered if he’d ever let me wear it; also something special to show a boy really liked the girl.
“And what’s your favorite sport?” he said making both of us laugh ‘cause there were no team activities for girls except cheer leading and I couldn’t do splits, pyramids, or twirl a baton.
“I’ve been dancing since I was three years old: tap, ballet, you name it and someday I plan to be a professional dancer maybe in New York but don’t you dare tell my family.”
We reached Ridgeway and Ainslie Avenue, the corner where I live and I stopped, pointed to the big house, said, “That’s my house, so don’t forget it, you” and before he knew what happened, I lifted my books from his arms and ran up the steps to the door. Dropping my key on the first try, I looked down to see Danny still standing on the corner and all I wanted to do was rush down to hug him and never let go.
Shivering from the chill October wind blowing dry leaves all over the last of green grass, I opened the heavy wooden door, closed it and leaned back, my heart beating so hard I thought Mother might hear it from the kitchen where I smelled delicious pot roast cooking.

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A bonus week for me, folks. Check out the newly released The Beginning. . .Not The End Volume 2, my series of Mature Romances. This one includes No Time for Green Bananas, She Didn’t Say No and Dr. D and the Dad.

Here’s the link to the video on youtube.

The Beginning…Not the End, Volume 2 by Charmaine Gordon: http://t.co/yU8kKvSJo5 via @YouTube

Print or ebooks. What’s your preference?

Charmaine Headshot for Author CentralAs an author, I speak to lots of people. When we talk about preferences in print vs ebooks, they almost always hold up their hands as if they’re reading a book. I’m sure there are a zillion younger folks who laugh and say, Kindle or Nook or I thingy whatever other options rather than purchase a book. Some say they love the smell and feel of a book, the act of turning a page.

Vanilla Heart Publishing, always thinking ahead especially with my series of Mature Romances, has just this very day released Volume 2. To see three of my stories once again, under the umbrella title of The Beginning. . .Not The End warms my heart. Here come blurbs from the three stories. You’re going to love them. Trust me. I’m the author. Shamelessly, I proceed.

No Time for Green Bananas
Celeste Hamlin, seventy-five year old widow, has a goal… conquer the six mountains in the Saranac Lake region before deciding what to do with the rest of her life. Sixty-two year old Professor Paul Harris, meets the dynamic Celeste, and recalls the last words his wife said before she passed. “Find another love and begin again.” Will they begin again?

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She Didn’t Say No
Grace didn’t say no to the Big Man On Campus, Scott Dwyer. And then her life changed… Years later, a too-close encounter of an unpleasant kind with a skunk and Scott’s German Shepherd reunites the former lovers. What happens in between are their stories of beginnings and endings and love lost, then found.

 

Dr. D and the Dad
A trip over a mound of sand on the beach begins a journey for Diane O’Rourke and Tony Flannigan. She’s a pediatrician, a bit over weight; he has a foster care home with three children under his sheltering wing… and a dark secret. Can they overcome the past and make the future work for them? They might just find the initial trip was well worth it.

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SMASHWORDS for ALL Ereading Devices

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What a great gift for all occasions like Mother’s Day, birthdays, any days. I might just stop by and read a chapter or two for you. I did that for my daughter while on a sleep-over last Friday. We had a lot of fun ’til the dog barked and spoiled it. Labradors don’t enjoy a good book even though all my stories have dogs and cats as integral characters.

Photo: Not again Gracie! Symba's tail should not be laying NEAR  him! i have got to keep CR's bedroom door closed bc you are all puppy still!

And Then She Didn’t Say. . .

Why? you may ask. The answer is grandest is totally bushed after a day at kindergarten, taking care of her pets and then it’s time for bed. Add a possible play date and dining on Mac and Cheese, for a change, she falls in bed with. . .

Check out these pics and see what I mean.  

All tuckered out. My grandest and Gracie, her dog rescued and doing well in the loving care of the Malone household.

Any sweet stories about pets and how they affect the lives of your children? I’m listening.

 

Thanks.