Release Date and Tour

All The Way My Savior Leads

It’s getting there! Soon, very soon, my next book will be published. Which means it is time for a release tour! As usual, I have many options, including simply being a reviewer or you can also blog about it or share on Social Media. The form can be found either with this link or below:

Release Tour Coming Up!

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I’m trying something new. I have a release tour coming up for Savior, Like a Shepherd and I’m allowing bloggers and those on Social Media to join in! I’d love for you to join the tour and help promote my latest book. Details and sign-up form are here or below.

Keep Your Friends, Give Me Enemies

A couple weeks ago, a fellow Homeschool author of mine asked if any bloggers wanted guest posts. I jumped at the opportunity. Below is the post she wrote up for you, my readers. Enjoy!

Keep Your Friends, Give Me Enemies

Guest Post by Hope Pennington

Han and Leia

As sad as it may sound in a movie or a book enemies are more interesting than friends.

UNLESS a friend becomes an enemy and you get: the frenemy. Continue reading

An American/Medieval Fantasy Culture

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As I mentioned yesterday, we have a very different blog post today. Instead of summarizing it, I’ll let you read it. And if you missed the giveaway yesterday, you can enter today.

An American/Medieval Fantasy Culture

By Morgan Huneke

I’m a genre mixer. Why stick to one genre when you can throw a few together? It makes it more interesting, less cliché. After all, Across the Stars is a magic-free fantasy with a sci-fi spaceship instead of a portal. It’s fun to mix. My worldbuilding tends to be that way as well, only with eras. I love history, but I love so many different parts of it that it’s hard to pick just one to write about. Fantasy provides a solution for me. Because why stick to one era when you don’t have to?

I don’t have anything at all against strictly medieval fantasy. I like so much of it. And I’m rather partial to knights and swordfights and the age of chivalry. Not to mention peasant life. Yes, I’ve always been more interested in the poor people than the rich people. But I love American history as well. I couldn’t help wanting to include some. And then Jaye L. Knight’s Facebook posts about gladiators made me want to toss a bit of Ancient Rome in for extra flavoring. Here’s what I came up with.

Calhortz has a somewhat typical fantasy/medieval government. In other words, they’re a monarchy and that monarch lives in a castle. The queen, Toarna, also tends to dress in regal robes instead of the typical attire of the people, which I’ll get to later. They also primarily fight with swords and the soldiers wear medieval armor. Toarna has ladies-in-waiting, often insists on a court musician, and in general behaves like a medieval (tyrant) queen.

I pretty much always knew that the true people of Calhortz were slaves, and therefore I turned to the stereotypical ante-bellum South. Now, as a history nerd and a southern girl, I am quite adamant that there is way more to that era than the stereotype, but this isn’t the place to get into that. Most of the strytes who live in Calhortz live on plantations which they run with human slaves. They feed them little, punish them hard, and work them to death, separating families on a whim, caring little for the slaves’ feelings. Though because I couldn’t say every plantation was like this, George had a decent master. I also took the stryte fashion from this era. Those Southern Belle dresses with the hoop skirt and the tiny waist like you see in Gone With the Wind? That’s typical female stryte attire. (Not a huge fan of Gone With the Wind, though, once was enough.)

The strytes also have a Roman thirst for bloody entertainment. So you’ve got the men in their frock coats and the women in their hoop skirts flocking to the arenas to watch slaves kill each other. Yikes.

There aren’t many seafarers from Calhortz, but Toarna does employ privateers. Their ships are about colonial period, and cannons are the smallest firearm anyone has been able to make. Since most seafarers come from the Yatachee Islands where fashion is quite behind the times, knee breeches are most common among the sailors, both merchant and pirate.

Era mixing is great fun. It’s not exactly easy to do, but it’s quite rewarding to write about your favorite time periods all at once.

 

About the Book

“M’lady, it has been fairly well confirmed that the Redona was hidden away by the merfolk at the conclusion of the Great War instead of destroyed as was commanded. My brother has confirmed to me Joseph’s belief that it was concealed at the Crossways.”

Toarna pressed her fingertips together in thought. “It must be recovered and destroyed as was at first intended.”

The CrosswaysEmily, Allan, Jill, and Joey have been reunited with their long lost ancestors. But with that reunion comes the true beginning of their quest: free the rightful king of Calhortz so that he may be restored to his throne. The Redona, the only object that can free him from his long imprisonment, is rumored to be concealed in The Crossways, a mountain across the sea which cannot be entered.

A slave since birth, Adriel’s resentment and hatred towards the strytes only grows as his family is continually ripped from him. He longs for the freedom the Time Captives are prophesied to bring, but he doubts their existence, just as he doubts God’s love. Circumstances in Calhortz are so dire. How could they ever improve?

Who can enter The Crossways? Will the king ever be freed? Or will the slaves of Calhortz lose all hope of freedom before it is even offered to them?

The Crossways is the second book of the Time Captives trilogy, a tale of faith, family, fantasy, and a fight for truth and freedom.

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About the Author

Morgan Author pictureMorgan Elizabeth Huneke is a homeschool graduate who lives in Georgia. She has enjoyed creating characters and writing stories since early childhood. Her other interests include reading, playing the piano and violin, and politics. She is the author of Across the Stars and The Experiment.

You can connect with Morgan on her website, blog, Facebook, Twitter, Google Plus, and Pinterest.

 

Giveaway

Join in the excitement of Time Captives and enter to win a special prize! The first prize winner will receive a signed copy of The Crossways. The second prize winner will receive an eCopy of The Crossways in the eBook format of his/her choice. Giveaway open to U.S. residents only.

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Schedule

Monday, October 19

Tuesday, October 20

Wednesday, October 21

Thursday, October 22

Friday, October 23

Saturday, October 24

Monday, October 26

Is There Really a Choice? pt. 1

Reblogged from Trust and Obey, my sister’s blog.

This is part one of a guest post from my dear mom. Aren’t you excited to see what she has had on her mind and heart for a long time and has finally gotten it on “paper” for you all? I am! This series of posts is a must read, and I am so excited to see the results!

And now, with no further ado….

Is There Really a Choice?

By Gail Blum, teacher, gardener, musician, school counselor, and now author!

School is in session all over America. Public school, private school, Montessori school, charter school, home school. There are so many choices. How do parents decide what is best for their children?

My disclaimer for this article is that I am directing this to Christians. If you do not believe in God, the truth of His Word, and His sovereignty then there is probably no reason for you to read this (unless of course you are curious how a conservative Christian home school mom thinks). Continue reading

Transportation in the 1880s

Author BannerToday, I’m a guest on the Petticoats and Pistols blog. I’m also running a giveaway over there. Stop over there today or this weekend to find out how to enter. In the meantime, here’s the first part of the post I wrote for the blog.

 

Today, we can get around the world in hours. We take for granted that if we want to visit our friends or family anywhere in our country or around the world, we just have to hop in our car and drive a few hours to get to them. Or we can get on a plane and fly there in an even shorter amount of time. But what was it like in 1880 before cars had been invented and the first working plane was another 13 years in the coming?

Wright BrothersI found out while doing some research for my fifth novel, The Solid Rock (due out Spring 2016). I’ll share a few of them with you.

By horse, the most you could go without killing the animal is 50 miles, and that’s only on flat ground with a really good horse. In normal conditions, 20-40 miles per day was the limit. A wagon would be even less since the oxen would be pulling all your belongings and most, if not all, of your family. By train you could go up to 50 miles per hour! Read the rest of the post here

Little Women: A Guest Post

I had the privilege of  beta-reading Keeper by Elizabeth Altenbach. It’s a book I probably wouldn’t have picked up off the shelf, but I’m glad I read it. It covers two very difficult topics and does so with care. You can preview and purchase Elizabeth’s book at: https://www.createspace.com/5617671 . Enjoy this guest post by Elizabeth and be sure to follow the tour and enter the giveaway at the end of the tour.

“I like good strong words that mean something.”

“I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I’m not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.”

“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”

“There are many Beths in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.”

“Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.”

“I wish I had no heart, it aches so…”

“…I can’t help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart.”

“I think she is growing up, and so begins to dream dreams, and have hopes and fears and fidgets, without knowing why or being able to explain them.”

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