Showing posts with label escape. Show all posts
Showing posts with label escape. Show all posts

Monday, June 8, 2020

Books of the Heart!


By: Marcia King-Gamble
www.lovemarcia.com


I don’t remember ever not being able to read. It was my mother, a teacher, who told me I read at age three. The funny thing is she never officially taught me. What she did do, was having no babysitter, and hers being an easier, child-friendly island lifestyle, she’d take me to classes with her. While she was teaching, I apparently was taking it all in.  To this day, I am grateful for that early indoctrination because even now I am seldom without a book.  The print kind.

My dentist finds this particularly amusing. In a COVID environment she was forced to remove all the magazines from her waiting room, but she saved magazines in a special drawer for me, because she knows reading distracts me from whatever procedure I’m being subjected to.



I digress. This month is all about favorite children’s books and I'm not sure where to begin. Some of you may have heard this story before but I will tell it anyway.  I grew up on a tiny British island with maybe three book stores, when a new shipment of books came in, they were more valuable than gold.  My other resource for getting books was an aunt who lived in the United States. She’d send me what she could get her hands on, and I looked forward to her monthly package as eagerly as I looked forward to the Sunday ice cream treat. It was through this aunt I got a taste of books such as Rebecca of Sunny Brook Farms, Little Women, Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, and Bobbsey Twins.

Books were my great escape and my entire world. I found solitude from a busy household by burying my nose in a book. My favorite reading nook was under the bathroom sink, until I outgrew that spot. When things got tough, I escaped to my imaginary world.  Reading was a great way to experience a new world.

Most importantly, when  you live on a British island with limited T.V. channels if any, your reading material is typically British, and so is your humor. New books at the time were hard to come by, so you read anything you could get your hands on. 



That said, my introduction to Children’s books weren’t the usual. No Dick and Jane for me.  I may have read those when I turned eight, or was it ten and then out of sheer curiosity.
Charles Dickens, exposed me to a whole new world, and the Oxford dictionary became my best friend. Books like: Great Expectations, Oliver Twist, A Christmas Carol and A Tale of Two Cities, though rather advanced reading for a child, kept me busy, and focused in a house where air conditioning didn’t exist.

As an aside, and probably why I am a romance writer today, I read Mills and Boon at age six and hid them under the covers. Back then there was no sex. Not even a hint of it.

One of my favorite pieces of reading material growing up were the misadventures of Bessie and Billy Bunter. They were overweight British siblings who attended Greyfriars boarding school in England. Billy was constantly being bullied because he was overweight and was sly, sneaky and slothful.  Billy’s boarding school was this generations Hogwarts and Billy was our Harry Potter. His popularity produced his sister Bessie.



 Mind you, today, these books and cartoons would have been pulled from the shelves.  Billy was constantly being whipped (caned,) by the masters. He stole money orders, made bigoted comments, and he and Bessie lived to eat. Because of their size, (corpulent is being kind,) they were constantly made fun of. They were definitely not politically correct figures by anyone's standards. But back then these were amazingly popular books, if you weren't overly sensitive and  had a sense of humor.




Books like The Wind in the Willows and Wuthering Heights left an indelible mark. As a result, my perspective on life was far more advanced than most, and perhaps a wee bit too cynical. But  reading was a world I loved, and books helped shape me. Without books I wouldn’t be the person that I am today: fanciful, whimsical, and very much a child at heart.


All this to say, whether you’re four, five, or fifty-five, put your heart in a book. The best gift you can give a young one is reading material. You’ll never regret it. Books feed the heart.


Soon to be released!



About Marcia King-Gamble
Romance writer, Marcia King-Gamble originally hails from a sunny Caribbean island where the sky and ocean are the same mesmerizing shade of blue. This travel industry executive and current world traveler has spent most of life in the United States. A National Bestselling author, Marcia has penned over 34 books and 8 novellas. Her free time is spent at the gym, traveling to exotic locales, and caring for her animal family.
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Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Bah...humbug...sort of.


I have a difficult time with all the commercialism this time of year. There were Christmas decoration things in the store before Hallowe’en, for pete’s sake. There should be a law against that.
We’ll be bombarded from now until December 25th with advertising to buy buy buy as if our level of holiday spirit is dependent on the size of our credit card bill.
So what better way to escape from all that noise than with a good book, one where the focus is on family and love (rather than the lowest price on the biggest TV).  And perhaps a mystery will be solved along with the lighting of the plum pudding.
My favourite book to re-read in December (I refuse to even think about the holidays until then, except for baking my fruitcake – it needs time to soak up the holiday spirit <wink>) is slightly “deck the halls” but mostly murder mystery set during the Victorian era. Part of a long series by the great Anne Perry, it can nonetheless be enjoyed on its own.


A Christmas Homecoming takes place at a country manor house – aah – in the dead of winter – brrrr – and centres around a theatrical production of Bram Stoker’s Dracula – oooh – at Christmas  time – fa la la! It really is a good story.


I also happen to have a book with hints of the festive season and it has been re-released (this past weekend) with a new cover, just in time for a much-needed break from holiday turmoil. Content warning: a blizzard, a gloomy country manor house, and smexy times.

Her wish will be granted…
When a mysterious note directs Miss Miranda Large to a tiny village in Cornwall to find her heart’s desire, she’d be a fool to not go. The excitement mounts when she meets a strange shopkeeper who claims that a magical keepsake will make possible her dream of marriage to a man with a title. But a snowstorm forces her to accept the hospitality of a sullen earl and Miranda fears she’s made a horrible mistake.
 He’s given up hope…
Edward Penhallion, the 12th Earl of Claverlock, is not in the mood to search for yet another wife. He longs to be left alone with his books and his dreams of revenge. But the arrival of a headstrong, sharp-tongued spinster forces him to play the charming host. Not a difficult task, given her intelligence and beauty.
As the blizzard rages, Edward discovers there’s more to Miranda than a lively wit and a lovely face. And Miranda wonders if the trappings of wealth are enough for true happiness.

And here's the handy Universal Book Link that'll take you to your favourite book seller:







Thursday, July 7, 2011

Making My Escape-What Makes a Writer

We've all heard the old addage, "write what you know."

If you look at my novels, you might say I know: druid magic, talking cats, Cupid's arrows, vampires, changelings, and hot seduction.


Okay, okay. I admit it! I know a few vampires. I am myself a human changeling. And my cat talks. The secrets are out. Call the Enquirer!

In all seriousness, like many an author, my childhood shaped who I am today and thus, what I write. I found books at a young age and in my teens latched onto reading as a life raft. I grew up in a turbulent, occasionally violent, home. You see, I do know vampires. Because my vampires are addicts and I know addiction intimately thanks to many a family member who battles the disease. More than one has lost that battle.

My first human changeling, Sadie, struggles with the fears and stigmas mental illness infects lives with. I know those fears first hand, witnessing my mother's battle with her mental illness.

No, my cat doesn't talk. I don't have a cat. Yet. But growing up, my dog Misty was one of the best listeners ever and loved me no matter what. Even when I screwed up really bad.

Along the sometimes rough road I've trekked, that I'll never regret a moment of, I learned about love. I learned how love transforms. Love forgives, love seduces and attracts.

I no longer need the life preserver my romance novels used to offer. I've learned how to swim. And through every heroine's journey, my deepest wish is that someone out there reading about her, will find hope and strength and escape. Just as I did.

What makes a writer? I suppose it's what makes any of us, only with a fire to create burning inside.

Oh, yeah, and a few voices in my head doesn't hurt.

No, not those kind of voices! Only good ones. Promise.

:}Amber Scott