Tangled Memories Release date: January 15, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Gothic Romance
Blurb for Tangled Memories
After losing his wife, Dr. Alexander Dominican is determined his infant daughter will not grow up motherless as he did. Offering sensible, kind kindergarten teacher Mary Adams a marriage of convenience seems like the perfect solution. The widow’s husband left her with a mountain of debt. For Alex, paying it off is a small price to pay for his daughter’s happiness. Until his sensible new wife begins to lose her mind.
On the day of their marriage, Mary starts having frightening hallucinations of medieval England—visions that feel more like the memories of woman who lived centuries before. More terrifying, someone—or some thing—is stalking the new mistress of Marchbrook Manor. Could it be one of the sinister servants? Or Alex himself? Alex is reawakening hidden desires and longings in Mary, but until she can untangle the web of nightmares and secrets, she can trust no one. Not even Alex.
Alex has no idea he’s unleashing a destiny that’s taken him seven hundred years to fulfill.
If Alex and Mary are to salvage their future, they must first unravel centuries of…Tangled Memories.
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Excerpt – Chapter One
His eyes were gray. I had never noticed before. They weren’t the color of slate but smoky and mysterious.
Swallowing a hard knot of dread that surfaced in my throat, I walked down the silent aisle toward him. Chin held high, very lady-like in posture and demeanor, a trace of smile upon my lips—I was the picture of confidence.
Inside, I trembled.
I stopped in front of the altar. A cloying scent of gardenias assaulted my senses. How curious the delicate white flowers in my bouquet should be so overpowering. Just like the man beside me. Just like the deep, heady gray of his eyes.
I extended my hand. He took it, and I drew a breath and held it. The firmness of his fingers surprised me.
“Friends.” The minister glanced up at us and smiled. “We are gathered together in the sight of God to witness and bless the joining together of Mary and Alexander in Christian marriage.”
Alex was tall, so tall I had to look up to connect with those mesmerizing eyes. I was aware of my breathing, erratic and shallow. I’d married for the second time in my life and, once again, my reasons were more practical than romantic.
How even more ironic was the Methodist minister’s white stole, a symbol of purity and love. I felt neither pure nor in love. His black robes better matched my somber mood.
“I ask you now,” Reverend Watts continued, “in the presence of God and these people, to declare your intention to enter into a union with one another.”
To enter into a union.
Heaven help me. Would it be a union? How could it be? Our union was a business arrangement, plain and simple. I understood that. For some reason though, sadness settled around my heart.
Reverend Watts looked at me. “Mary, will you have Alexander to be your husband to live together in holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?”
Alex’s penetrating gaze burned upon my upturned face. “I will,” I said at last.
“Alexander, will you have Mary to be your wife?”
From underneath my lashes, I watched him. He wore his black hair swept back and long, curling at his neck. A stray lock touched his forehead and set off his eyes. His high cheekbones and jawline gave him a classic look. His lips were full and inviting. Enigmatic in his formal black tuxedo, crisp white shirt, and bow tie, he seemed a brooding Byronic hero. Handsome, though austere, his masculine good looks belonged to another century or, at least, on the cover of a romantic novel.
How different would my life have been if I hadn’t become pregnant my freshman year in college…if I hadn’t married Bill…if I hadn’t miscarried? What if I had met Alexander Dominican under different circumstances, before life touched me so cruelly?
“I will.” His deep voice resonated throughout the empty chapel.
Turning from the minister to me, Alex’s eyes brightened as his gaze captured mine. Out of habit, I licked my lips, but nothing eased my tension. The strain I felt surely communicated to the self-assured man who held my hand. Did he feel the hypocrisy of our oath? Or was he simply satisfied with a marriage of convenience?
Daring him with my stare, I narrowed my own eyes in challenge to his casual acceptance of our deceit before God. His black brow lifted to meet my taunt. He cocked his head as if to tell me I could yet back out. I could walk away a single woman. Poor, but single.
I shifted my gaze, unable to continue our silent joust. He knew full well I couldn’t back out. Bill’s death had made my current situation untenable.
“Let us pray. Eternal God, creator and preserver of all life.”
I bowed my head but couldn’t shut my eyes. My dilemma didn’t seem right. Nothing seemed right these last few weeks. Not since the dark-clad police officer had come to my door telling me my husband of eight years had been killed in a car accident.
Bill and I hadn’t been lovers in the end. Or even in love. Oddly, ours had been a pragmatic marriage because of the baby…the baby who died. Yet, we had made a compact and married before God. I had honored our agreement, much as I planned to honor my new one with this man by my side.
A member of Novelist, Inc., Jan Scarbrough has published with Kensington, Five Star, ImaJinn Books, Resplendence Publishing and Turquoise Morning Press. She writes paranormal Gothic romances and heartwarming contemporary romances with a touch of spice. Her favorite topics are families and second chances and if the plot allows, she adds another passion—horses. Living in the horse country of Kentucky makes it easy for Jan to add small town, Southern charm to her books, and the excitement of a horse race or a big-time, competitive horse show.
Interview with Jan Scarbrough
How did your life as a writer begin?
I am dating myself. My 9th grade English teacher inspired my love of writing. My first book was written with friends about the Beatles. I went on to college and majored in English. However, I never tried writing a novel until I had a life threatening illness when I was 38. After almost dying, I decided it was time to make my dream of becoming a novelist come true.
How did you come with the idea for your current story?
Tangled Memories was one of my first two novels. It was a Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist. To self-publish it, I’ve revised it and had a complete re-edit done on the manuscript. My writing style has improved since the book was initially written. I came up with the idea for Tangled Memories after my life-threatening illness. I wondered “what if” the heroine was given a second chance to find her true love.
What is the best piece of advice you would give to someone that wants to get into writing?
Keep practicing. Finish that first book and write the next. Find a competent editor and listen to him or her. Don’t believe every word you write is perfect. Accept constructive criticism. And keep learning.
How do you spend your free time? Do you have a favorite place to go and unwind?
Not having enough money to own a horse, I’m still able to get my weekly “horse fix” by taking a riding lesson. I ride at a nice American Saddlebred barn near my home in Louisville, Kentucky. There’s something cathartic about riding for thirty minutes after a long day at work. I always leave the barn feeling as if I can conquer the world.
Can you share with us something off your bucket list?
Years ago, I made a list to answer this question: If I had unlimited time, talent, money, knowledge, self-confidence and support from my family — what are the things I would like to do with my life?
Then, over time, I checked items off my list. I have more to go. Before I get to old to ride a horse, I’d like to go pony trekking in Wales and visit a dude ranch in Montana.
What do you have in store next for your readers?
I wrote a contemporary Western series with author Maddie James called The Montana Ranchers. I’m going to write a sixth story in the series about the family matriarch Liz. I want to see what happens to her, and sometimes I simply have to write the book to find out.
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In this prequel to the already published novel, Westerdale we find out how the early life of Heaton Grimshaw shapes and molds the character of the man he later becomes.
Born from a disastrous meeting of insanity and tyranny he struggles to make sense of the world around him, having no true knowledge of his absent parents. Tainted by streaks of cruelty and always dogged by black moods and dark depressions Heaton is hated by his peers and becomes the proverbial loner. Despite being raised as a gentleman the wild part of Heaton’s spirit dominates, ill–‐preparing him for the many injustices and tragedies he is forced to suffer as he struggles through life. But Heaton has one unique gift…his ability with horses and thus he uses this latent talent to carve a niche for himself when all else fails. But blood is thicker than water and as events and his siblings move against him we find him wandering beaten, penniless and homeless on the very moorland that is to lead him to Westerdale and a new chapter of his life.
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All about Morwenna . . .
I am a spirit writer, communing with the departed to write stories of their lives which are lost in the mists of time. I try to bring them to life again and capture the drama which existed at that point in time.
I am a committed vegan and am dedicated to the welfare of animals, especially cats which I rescue. Hence trying to sell these novels in order to provide a cattery for the abandoned cats of Morley, West Yorkshire, where I live. My hobbies are walking and healthy living and I try to educate people on the holistic treatment of their cats.
Suffering from a lifelong depression and anxiety makes taking on the emotions of these departed spirits difficult and often upsetting but they always come with so much love I never feel alone.
1. How did your life as a writer begin?
My life as a writer really began when I was five with poetry, and in particular, rhyming words fascinated me. My first poem was “What Shall I Call My Dolly” and I still have it. By the age of eight or so I had moved on to short stories about animals, each with a moral in them. Then Spirit started speaking to me, saying I was destined to write their stories when I was older so their life experiences could come again to the world and be shared by many.
2. How did you come with the idea for your current story?
The idea for my current story, Heaton, came from the spirit of Emily Bronte who had been communing with me for my first novel Westerdale. I asked her if there was a history to Heaton that would interest the world as so many people had been contacting me to ask how the tyrant came to be so evil, and she helped me write the early life of Heaton. She said he was based on some one she knew and his history had fascinated and intrigued her which was unusual as she was not a people person.
3. Tell us about your writing process. Do you outline, or are you more of a seat of your pants type of a writer?
When I commune with Spirit they tell me the very broad outline of their story and then if I am willing to go ahead we get down to the business of putting it all down word for word. I never write anything down from the outline as there is no need because I have Spirit to dictate to me and then I put it into the language of the 19th century with their help and add relevant descriptions from their outline. We often tussle over bits and go back and forth until we are both satisfied. They also send me pictures of what is happening which resonate in my head so I can describe it in detail.
4. What is your usual writing routine?
Put simply there is no writing routine! Being disabled and often ill it depends on both my physical and mental health as to if I can write and also if Spirit are around and chose to be in contact. Sometimes I can do a couple of hours a day and other times I cannot write for a week due to my health. It is very tiring working with Spirit as often they are very demanding so I have to be very clear when I need to tune out and rest.
5. What is the highest goal that you desire to meet as an author?
The only goal I have at present is to make enough money from my books to keep Morley Cat rescue going in my lifetime and to build a big cattery and maybe employ people to care for these poor abandoned felines. I shall not be happy until Morley and the surrounding areas are free of stray cats and we know every feline is receiving the love, respect and care it needs.
6. Tell us three fun facts about yourself.
Well, I think the most fun fact about me is that I am covered in tattoos which I just adore. I have at least 12 and got my first one when I was 18. I was told you will hate them when you get to 50 and here I am in my early 50s loving every one of them! Most of them are animals including a cat’s head, a guinea pig and a black panther.
I also love vegetable dying my hair (I refuse to use anything that has been tested on animals) so it could be red, blue, purple or green as the fancy takes me! (It’s red by the way at the moment but I have a fancy for orange coming on!)
The last fun fact is that I was one of the first females to play football in a ladies league and I can still perform a decent header and do a pretty mean tackle should I need to!
7. Is there anything else you’d like to share with your readers?
I would like to share two things with my readers. Firstly please remember that when you are reading one of my novels you are reliving history as these things really happened and these people were once as alive as you or I. By sharing these past life stories the spirits of these people are living again and are rejoicing in the fact that their secrets are being shared and their lives celebrated.
The second is please, please remember that every penny of the royalties from these books goes straight into the Morley Cat Rescue charity account to be used to help these poor felines. So the more copies people buy the more cats I can take off the streets and treat to the normal things of life – love, good food and shelter. I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who buys one of my books and that comes not just from me but from the cats as well. Blessings and love and light to you all!