First #GuestDayTuesday in some time, and I’m happy to say that today’s guest is a good friend who has an outstanding new book to share with you. (Finished it last week and absolutely loved it!) Please welcome Joan Hall to The Write Stuff. Joan, take it away!
Cold Dark Night: Inner Voices
Thank you for hosting me today, Marcia for this last stop on my promo tour for my newest release, Cold Dark Night. It’s the first novel in the Legends of Madeira series. Each book begins with a historical event that ties to modern day.
I think a lot of writers use personal experiences in their books. I know I do. Today’s excerpt isn’t something that happened to me, but to my mom.
Some of my earliest memories are when my mother told me stories of real-life experiences. I think hearing those tidbits of family history is part of what fueled my desire to become a writer. The ones that most intrigued me were those steeped in mystery or unexplained events.
When I was a small child, we lived in the country where my parents purchased forty acres of land. We lived in a rented house across the road. Mom and Dad also bought a milk cow. Anyone who has lived on a farm knows milking is an every-day occurrence. One winter evening near dusk, Mom left the house to do the daily chore, leaving me and my older brother, who had the flu, at home.
She hadn’t walked far when an inner voice said, “Don’t go.” Knowing she had to milk the cow, she argued with herself. The inner voice spoke to her a second time, the tone more urgent. “Don’t go.” When it happened the third time, “I. Said. Don’t. Go,” Mom heeded the warning.
It was that incident that inspired a scene in Cold Dark Night.
EXCERPT:
I’ll still feel better once you get your carry permit.
Jason’s words replayed in Tami’s head, and her apprehension increased as she got closer to home. Not a gut-wrenching fear, but an annoying feeling like moths niggling her stomach.
She turned on the satellite radio, hoping music would help ease her mind, only to hear the song “Don’t Fear the Reaper.” Catchy tune but not the words she wanted to hear tonight.
“Well, that’s just peachy.” She quickly changed to a station playing holiday tunes. By the time she reached her driveway, the upbeat song, coupled with the glow of Christmas lights, lifted her spirits.
I wonder what this house looked like when Ruth first moved here.
From everything Tami had heard, the woman spared no expense when it came to decorating. What she and Jason had—a few lights around the porch overhang, a wreath, and a modest Christmas tree couldn’t compare, but they gave the old house a warm and inviting feeling. She hoped to do better next year. Maybe even host a Christmas party.
Her calmness was short-lived. As Tami neared the garage, she noticed the light at the back door wasn’t burning though it had been when she left.
Maybe the bulb is burned out. Strange. Jason changed it only a couple of days ago.
After putting the SUV in park, she killed the engine, then started to reach for the door handle.
Don’t go in the house.
Where had that thought come from? Except for the porch light, everything looked normal.
She needed to get a grip on her over-active imagination. Shrugging, she reached for the door again.
Don’t go in the house.
Tami tried to ignore the shiver that went down her spine. She was being ridiculous. All she could do was sit in the car and wait for Jason to get home. Or ignore the inner voice. She touched the handle a third time.
DON’T. GO. IN. THE. HOUSE.
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BLURB:
New husband, new house, new town… and a new mystery to solve.
Tami Montgomery thought her police chief husband was going to be the only investigator in the family when she gave up her journalism career and moved with him to Madeira, New Mexico.
But after the historical society asks her to write stories for a book celebrating the town’s history, she becomes embroiled in a new mystery. If she can’t solve this one, she could lose everything. Her research uncovers a spate of untimely deaths of local law enforcement officials. Further digging reveals a common link—they all lived in the house she and Jason now share.
Tami isn’t a superstitious person, but the circumstances are too similar for coincidence. Then she unearths an even more disturbing pattern. And if history repeats itself, her husband will be the next to die.
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I’m glad your mom listened to that warning, Joan. It really feels real when we can add those moments to our stories!
Thanks for hosting, Marcia:)
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You’re welcome, Denise. It was a pleasure to have Joan here today, especially since I’ve just finished reading the book and know how good it is! 🙂 Thanks for stopping by. 🙂
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Me too, Denise. I love taking real-life events and putting them in stories. This book had two family experiences.
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I am must find time to read this book, as I’m hooked!
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You really should bump it up on your list, Jaye. It’s VERY good, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by! 🙂
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Very soon, Marcia…
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Thanks so much, Jaye. I know what you mean about finding time.
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A lovely family story and excerpt, Joan. I’m looking forward to reading this one! Best of luck with everything. 🙂
Marcia, thanks for sharing! 🙂
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I was very excited to be the last stop on Joan’s blog tour, Harmony. Fun to help her wrap it up! And you’re gonna love this one when you get a chance to read it. I know I did! 🙂 Thanks for stopping by today! 🙂
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Thank you, Harmony. I have lots of “family treasures” that I could bring into stories.
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I wonder what the warning for your mom was about. Spooky, but I’m glad she turned back. It’s neat that you incorporated an experience like your mom’s in the book.
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I wondered the same thing, Priscilla. Guess we’ll never know the answer to that. If you haven’t yet read Cold Dark Night yet, I hope you get a chance to do so soon. It’s very good! 🙂 Thanks for stopping by today! 🙂
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I’ve always wondered that, Priscilla. It could have been a person lurking nearby or maybe a wild animal. Mom wasn’t sure, just that she knew after the third warning she’d better obey.
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Marcia, many thanks for hosting me today (and for your wonderful review of the book). It’s always fun to visit with you.
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It’s my pleasure to have you as a guest, Joan. And you earned every word of my review, believe me. I don’t do long ones that give away too much of the story line, but I ALWAYS say exactly what I mean, and I really enjoyed Cold Dark Night! So cleverly done and super entertaining. Great job, and I hope it sells like hotcakes! 🙂
And thanks for including The Write Stuff on your tour. It’s great fun to have you here for the wrap up! 🤗
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That’s a stellar excerpt. I enjoyed your tour and hope it was productive.
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Thanks so much, Craig.
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Thanks for stopping by, Craig. I hope the same thing! 😀
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Reading your mom’s experience gave me goosebumps, Joan. I’m glad she listened to that inner voice. I love how you were able to incorporate the idea into Cold Dark Night.
It’s been fun following your tour. I’ve enjoyed all the stops, and you know I loved the book, especially given Jason had the lead. 🙂 It’s a fabulous story that I recommend to anyone who loves a good mystery twined with history and folklore.
Many thanks for hosting Joan today, Marcia!
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One of those family stories that always left me wondering what the warning was for.
Glad you enjoyed the tour stops. And the book. I’m quite certain we’ll see more of Jason in the future.
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Good to know!
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It was my pleasure to have Joan here, Mae. I really enjoyed this book, too! Thanks so much for stopping by! 🙂
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You have to listen to those voices. I’m glad your mom did. And you got a great scene for your story out of it, too. Loved your tour. And your book. Best wishes to you.
Thanks for hosting, Marcia.
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That story always intrigued me. I’m glad I remembered to use it.
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I was delighted to have Joan here, Staci, doubly so since I enjoyed this book so much! Thanks for stopping by, too! 🙂
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A chilling excerpt, Joan! And now I am still wondering what the voice warned your mom about. 🙂 This book is up next for me as soon as I finish the one I’m in the middle of and I can’t wait!!! Best wishes to you, and thank you to Marcia for hosting!
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I was really happy to have Joan here today, Jan, especially to help her wrap up her tour. I loved this book, and predict you will, as well. Thanks so much for stopping by today. 🙂
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I’ve always wondered that, Jan. I do believe some sort of danger was lurking nearby. What I don’t know.
I do hope you enjoy Cold Dark Night.
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A great story about your mom, Joan. I did have a cow once, and it was a twice-a-day experience. Thanks, Marcia, for hosting Joan today. I am currently reading Cold Dark Night and enjoying it.
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I was very glad to help Joan get the word out this morning, John. I really enjoyed this book, too, and hope a few more folks head over to grab a copy for themselves. Thanks for stopping by today! 🙂
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Thank you again, Marcia. 😊
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It didn’t take my parents long to figure out cows were more trouble thank they were worth! Especially a milk cow. 😊
I think it was the novelty of moving from the city to the country.
Thanks for stopping by, John.
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We had 10 acres and raised almost everything. I did it for several years until the job became all consuming. We churned butter and made our own ice cream. I had a one cow automated milker that I built. Farmers would come from miles around to look at it in action.
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I love that idea, John. If we had more time, we’d at least have a vegetable garden. That’s one thing my Dad always had. BTW, the best ice cream I’ve ever eaten was in Pennsylvania Amish Country from an Amish vendor. No preservatives in that ice cream. It was probably the richest I’ve eaten as well. 🙂
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I agree. The farm was located in Middlebury Indiana right in Amish country. There was an Amish ice cream store downtown as well.
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Your mother’s experience gave me chills, Joan. Thanks for sharing the terrific excerpt, Marcia! I’m looking forward to this book!
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You’re very welcome, Jill. It was my pleasure to have Joan here today, and I very much enjoyed this book! I think you will, too. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by! 🙂
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Thanks for stopping by, Jill. Mom’s experience was one from my early childhood that I’ve never forgotten her telling me. I was too young to remember the actual event, but not the story.
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Those inner warnings are not to be ignored. What a way to spark the imagination for a story. Thanks for hosting, Marcia. Congrats on the new release, Joan! 📚🎉
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Glad you enjoyed the post, Sarah. Thanks for stopping by to wish Joan well. 🙂 Always great to see you!
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I totally agree, Sarah. I ignored an inner warning once and learned my lesson. Nothing catastrophic but it taught me a valuable lesson. Thanks so much for visiting.
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Oookay. Now I want to hear about this. If you’re up for sharing.
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Don’t mind at all. I was a teenager and I listened to music all the time. I’m dating myself because we had vinyl records in those days. Anyway, the acrylic top to my stereo wouldn’t fit if a played an an album. One night, the top was on the floor. This little voice told me to move it or else it could be easily broken.
I thought, “Okay as soon as I get something from my closet shelf.” When I stepped back… You guessed it. Right on the acrylic top!
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Of course. 😉 And I remember the days of listening to vinyl on the record player, too, so no worries. My favorites were the Beatles because of the music, obviously, but also the cool apple logo on the record itself. 🍎
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The Beatles will always be my favorite group!
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Well you have excellent taste, my friend. 🙂
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Like most everyone, I’m wondering what the voice was warning your mom about. But I agree you should always listen to it. It’s saved me from disasters more than once. Hope your tour has been a great one, Joan – thanks for hosting, Marcia!
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It was my pleasure to have Joan here, especially since she was talking about a book I’ve read and loved! Thanks so much for stopping by, Teri, and taking a moment to comment! 🤗
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Thank you, Teri. The tour was fun. I appreciate you stopping by.
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