Thursday, May 16, 2013

Rebel Heartsong by Morgan K Wyatt



Townsend Sewell, as heir to the biggest planation in Beaufort County, is also the biggest marital prize. Life is good, at least it was before the war. After the Civil War devalued Confederate money, and stripped their plantation, Townsend became a not so great catch. The only person who stands by him is Yvette, a mulatto companion to his sisters. She jokes that she stayed only to watch over him, which she does, quite well. He can't remember a time the beautiful servant hasn't taken care of him, almost like a wife. He's lucky to have Yvette, but someday some man will steal her away. The thought enrages him. He's unwilling to live without her by his side. Does she feel the same way? If she does, how will they survive when the law declares their love taboo?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~



Excerpt One:

The kitchen was silent without clatter of dishes, no gossiping, and no scratching from the potboy trying to rid the pot of the last bit of burned grits.  Almost afraid to look, Yvette put her fork down and looked to the swinging door that Townsend filled up so well. Imogene began to wave the staff out of the kitchen.

Townsend ducked his head. “Sorry to bother you, I just wanted a word with Yvette if you don’t mind.” He nodded to Imogene, and then added, “Ma’am.”

“Go ahead. She’s all yars.” Imogene hooted as she left the kitchen as if she found something amusing.

Yvette shook her head. “She’s always finding something funny.”

Townsend pulled out a chair and sat across from her at the worktable. It was so narrow that their knees touched. Did he feel a small tingle zip up his leg too or was it just her? His lips pulled down in a grimace, which probably meant he did, and also that he didn’t like it. It could be that he slammed his knee up against hers, and it just hurt, too. He opened his mouth as if he was ready to say something, then, closed it, pulling his lips into a firm line.

“Townsend, please don’t worry about hurting my feelings. Go ahead and say whatever you have to say. It will make it easier on both of us. That way you can head back home.” Yvette offered the words as a way to help him out. The last thing she wanted was for him to leave. On the other hand, did she want to keep twisting in the breeze? Sometimes she felt like one of those characters in the forbidden novels Emily devoured. The woman was always in love with an inappropriate man, and it never ended well. That, in itself, should be a lesson for her. Taking her fork, she mushed up the rest of the biscuit since her appetite had fled.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Morgan K Wyatt, raised on a steady diet of superheroes, believed she could fly at a very young age. After using trees, barn lofts, sliding boards, and even a second story window as launch pads, she found her flying skills were limited to fast and downward. By the age of nine, her dreams to be a superhero needed some modifications, which caused her to turn to writing and horseback riding as alternatives to flying.

 At the age of twenty, she had another chance at superhero greatness as being one of the few female soldiers trained for combat. The fact that women will be able to serve in combat soon indicates that all the witnesses to the grenade incident have retired. The grenade incident didn’t prevent her two sons or daughter-in-law from enlisting in the service. Having different last names probably helped.

Morgan recently retired from teaching special needs students to write fulltime, instead of in the wee hours of the night. With the help of her helpful husband and loyal hound, she creates characters who often grab plot lines and run with them. As for flying, she prefers the airlines now.



Buy Links








Morgan will be awarding a $5 Amazon GC to a randomly drawn commenter at every stop, and grand prize of the winner's choice of ivory, peach, or white, cultured freshwater pearl necklace to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.




Review:

4 /5
Rebel Heartsong was a touching and emotional read.  The period the story is from was a very trying time for so many and it was wonderfully written by Morgan, giving you the feel for the time.  
You will be rooting for the characters throughout the story and feel like you're right there with them. I am looking forward to reading more from this author. 

~Rahna 

15 comments:

Angela Adams said...

"clatter of dishes" -- Morgan, I love your use of words.

Chelsea B. said...

I am lovin' the way this novel sounds! Also, I adore the name Townsend!

justforswag(AT)yahoo(DOT)com

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thank you for hosting

bn100 said...

Nice excerpt and review

bn100candg at hotmail dot com

morgan said...

Hi Angela,

I enjoyed words almost as much as I enjoy color. Thanks for commenting.

morgan said...

Hi Chelsea,

I love the name Townsend. Remember Grayson from Drop Dead Diva? Then you'll know where I picked that name from.

morgan said...

Hi bn,

It is a nice review. My secondary characters have fun I was surprised to find in my research that families actually had less than five slaves and usually worked with them, which made for a closer relationship than previously thought.

morgan said...

A special thank you to Rahna. Hope I spelled your name right. Writing is such a solitary action having a review like yours makes it all worthwhile. Thanks.

Mary Preston said...

It's a period in history that I never tire of reading.

marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com

Catherine Lee said...

I love the reference to "forbidden novels" and inappropriate men.
catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

Andra Lyn said...

I love the sounds of this book! It sounds sweet yet powerful! Thanks for sharing!

andralynn7 AT gmail DOT com

Karen H in NC said...

Thanks for the excerpt and your review.

kareninnc at gmail dot com

morgan said...

Hi Mary,
It is a period of history some people do not consider historical because it isn't old enough yet. I consider 150 years as old enough thanks for commenting.

morgan said...

Hi Andra Lyn,
Sounds gives me something to think about. Some days it is smells. Thanks for commenting.

morgan said...

Hi Karen,
Thanks for stopping by.