A Sea of Green Unfolding to launch Saturday! FB PARTY ON IN ONE HOUR!


Good Morning, or Good Afternoon, as the case may be!

In case you haven’t heard,

There’s a Facebook Party to launch Sea of Green!

It’s on very soon, like in an hour or less!

My author friend Jude Knight, who also writes historicals, and I are having a FB Party here…

https://www.facebook.com/events/257122021420491/

you’ve maybe not seen anything like it… come on by…It’s fun!

What’s in it for you?  

Come live chat with the authors, get the inside story inside the stories, and be in to win prizes, just for commenting!

There will be plenty of book giveaways, and Jude and I have put together a prize for those commenting at the party, including: a

$20.00 Amazon Gift Certificate

plus the first ebook in series for each of us:

Farewell to Kindness,

first in the Golden Redepenning Series, and

A Long Trail Rolling,

first in the Long Trail Series

We’ve invited plenty of fantastic authors like:

Tamara Gill

Bronwen Evans

Jessica Cale

Elizabeth Ellen Carter

Kirsten McKenzie

Vicky Adin

 

so come along and see what their books are about!

Join in!

The party runs from 2-5:30  pm(1400-1730) USA Eastern time, and 0600 -1030 NZ Time

If you’ve never been to a FB party before,

Go to this link, or click on the picture,

then click the DISCUSSION tab, and you’ll be in!

Then follow along and comment or post pictures as you feel the urge!

It’s here:

https://www.facebook.com/events/257122021420491/

 

For those of you in the USA:

I’m on at your 2:15 pm, 4 pm, and 6:15 pm  for 15 min each time, talking about 1) A Sea of Green Unfolding, 2) The Hills of Gold Unchanging and 3) A Long Trail Rolling, in this order (which is the reverse to the series), but the first is for the launch of Sea of Green, this coming Saturday in the USA and Sun in Australasia!

For those of you in NZ:

it’s at 0615,  0800  and 1015 am

I’m on at  for 15 min each time, talking about 1) A Sea of Green Unfolding, 2) The Hills of Gold Unchanging and 3) A Long Trail Rolling, in this order (which is the reverse to the series, but the first is for the launch of Sea of Green, this coming Saturday in the USA and Sun in Australasia!

 

Hope to see you there!

 

Off to get dressed!

xx

Lizzi

Blogging about The Hills of Gold, New Release on Kayelle Allen’s Site today!


Hi all!

I hope you can buzz over to Kayelle Allen’s site to see the new post I’ve put up about my soon to be released The Hills of Gold Unchanging!

It’s at this link all day today!

http://romancelivesforever.blogspot.com/2017/02/hills-gold.html

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Come on by!

It’s a good one!

xxx

Lizzi

Editing madly, still.

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There’s a free copy of the trade paperback of my award-winning  A Long Trail Rolling up for grabs on the New Zealand Book Council FB page today for any Kiwis out there!  Just comment on the post and you’re in the draw! It’s the first in The Long Trails Series, which includes The Hills of Gold Unchanging, also featured on their website in their Booknotes Unbound! at http://booknotes-unbound.org.nz/sneak-peek-the-hills-of-go…/
See you there!

This book is up for grabs:

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and this is the book featured on their website!

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We’ll run a contest soon for an ebook, worldwide!

xx

Lizzi

 


The Third Edition of A Long Trail Rolling is released and uploaded to most websites.

New cover, revised interior!

Take a look!

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And the paperback cover…with reviews by Deborah Challinor, Leeanna Morgan and Booksellers NZ

 

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And a treat inside the covers…

(Thanks Chris, at Bookprinting.co.nz !)

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If you love sagas with gutsy, horsey heroines and  hot Latin Californio men, plus plenty of history thrown in, you might like my current series…

The Long Trails Series

A Long Trail Rolling, Book One.  A third edition–now out!

The Hills of Gold Unchanging, Book Two-18 February 2017

A Sea of Green Unfolding, Book Three-Due May 2017

Tatiana, Book Four -Due August – Dec 2017

Author Talks This Week


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If you’re anywhere near the Humboldt, California area, come on by one of the Author Talks I’m giving on Friday and Saturday of this week!

Fortuna Library: Friday 24 June, 4 pm at  753 14th St, Fortuna

Eureka Library: Saturday June 25, 3 pm at 1313 3rd St, Eureka

Bayside Grange: Saturday 25 June, 7-9 pm at 2297 Jacoby Creek Rd, Bayside, Eureka

 

Everyone welcome!

Hope to see you there!

Regards,

Lizzi

The Pony Express Rides Again!


Hi All!

It was Great!!!!

Grit in your teeth, hot, sweaty horses and people… and the mochila, being handed from horse to horse every two miles, for 2000 miles…

What else could it be but fantastic?

Here’s where our group started, at Simpson’s!

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It was a three-generation-Hearty Family affair, from Izzy, below shown with dad Matt, Gregg (a few pics below), Jeff (no pics, only saw him once!) and Kellie with her babies and hubby Kevin!

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Pat Hearty’s Group III  of the National Pony Express Association’s Utah Chapter took over the mochila on the morning of the 19th June and we passed it hand to hand and horse to horse until we got into Salt Lake City that evening at around 6 pm. Group II caught up an hour on its runs and we caught it up a further half hour during ours, which was a bit tricky in the streets of Salt Lake City!

What with small disasters besetting some of our group’s members, several of us got to ride two and three times!  I was lucky enough to ride the Pat Hearty’s Leonard and Matt Hearty’s Sonny!

I was even brave enough to use a Go Pro AND a helmet (the former unheard-of and the latter rare)!  Footage will follow after I learn how to edit it…it’s very long and a bit repetitive… but it gives a non-rider the sense of what it might feel like!

Sonny and I coming down from Lookout, or General Johnstone’s Pass, on my first PX ride, the same hill where Aleksandra finds plenty of trouble in A Long Trail Rolling!

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Here’s Sonny and Leonard having a little break between rides:

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Gregg Hearty off to an interesting start! (Sorry Gregg, this pic from previous year, but my rides seemed to always follow Gregg’s and wasn’t able to get a pic!) Kellie and Kevin Kimber in the background

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Linda Hearty and a few riders at the Historic Stagecoach Inn near the old Camp Floyd!

 

The oh-so cruisy Sonny in the streets of Salt Lake, pausing for a snack with the freesias, lavender and freeway behind…

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The Deseret News came and met with us on State Street leading in to Salt Lake and Pat’s son Matt Hearty and Kevin Kimber, Pat’s son-in-law made front page news on the day! Here’s the photo I took while the reporter got his famous slinging-on-of the mochila for the front page… starring Sonny on the right and Kellie (nee-Hearty) Kimber’s mare Cheyenne on the left.

 

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Sonny and Matt racing down the streets of Salt Lake City, complete with pilot cars before and after, led by a police escort!

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Sonny the posing horse, doing his thing again with me after Matt took him on his last lope of the 2016 Express Re-Ride down the streets of Salt Lake:

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‘Let’s go!’  he says…

Thanks to the National Pony Express Association and the State Branches!  My personal appreciation to the Hearty and Hatch families for all their care and assistance!!

That’s all for tonight, folks!

Author Talks this week:

Take good care out there, and if you’re in the Humboldt, CA area, come on by one of the Author Talks I’m giving on Friday and Saturday of this week!

Fortuna Library: Friday 24 June, 4 pm at  753 14th St, Fortuna

Eureka Library: Saturday June 25, 3 pm at 1313 3rd St, Eureka

Bayside Grange: Saturday 25 June, 7-9 pm at 2297 Jacoby Creek Rd

 

Everyone welcome!

Hope to see you there!

Regards,

Lizzi

 

 

 

 

Come Along to a Talk Soon!! Salt Lake, Sacramento, Arcata!


Hi All!

You’re all invited to some talks, coming soon!

What we’ll talk about….

A Long Trail Rolling is an Historical Romantic Suspense novel, and the first in The Long Trail Quadrilogy. The book is a crossover between YA and Adult.cv_a_long_trail_rolling

I am an awarded, self-published author, equine veterinarian with an equine dental practice(UCD grad) and high school teacher. I have recently stepped down from being the President of the Romance Writers of New Zealand. A California native, I have lived in New Zealand since 1991.

2016-reride (1)The purpose of my trip to the USA is to ride a portion of the Pony Express Re-Ride on June 19th, over the Utah part of the trail included in my story. 

There will be:

·      Readings from the novel

·      Talk about the Pony Express (as will have left from Old Sacramento on its way east the previous week!)  I’ve got a PowerPoint presentation with plenty of pics from the Utah portion of the trail and will hopefully have some great Go Pro footage from my riding of the Re-Ride on the 19th of June!

·      Discussion of writing, or researching and writing historical novels

·      Talk about NaNoWriMo with budding writers of any age. I led a group of thirteen year olds through NaNo last year in New Zealan

 We’re open to suggestions! 

Would love to see you all there!

xxx

2016 USA Book Tour: West

 

Salt Lake City, Utah:Travellers rest station

Monday 20 June, from 3-7 p.m.

Venue: The Hatch Residence, 1614 S. 1700 E.,

Salt Lake City, (801) 466-4092

 

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23 June TBA

Eureka, CA:P1030181

25 June late afternoon, location TBA

 

Will be updated as locations are confirmed.

Hope to see you all there!

xx

Lizzi

Straight from the Horse’s Mouth Radio Show Interview is LIVE!


Hi All!

It’s today!

It’s TODAY!!!

Okay, backtrack, sorry.

Paula Slater of Straight from the Horse’s Mouth, in Canada, interviewed me last week for her Radio Show!

See three blogs down for the article I wrote for her to post on her site along with it!

Anyway, the interview is live on their website NOW at
http://www.straightfromthehorsesmouthradioshow.com/SFHM-Radio-Show-DarkLogo1400x1400

Hmmm. Two days ago, Paula asked me for some horseback archery photos…

Right…

Which of course, I didn’t have…

And right now, I have a mangled shoulder…

And a horse who’s been ridden three times in the past four and a half years…

Okay…

Elliot?  Can you please take some pics for me before school for ten minutes?

🙂

Okay…now, hmmm.

Can’t draw bow with mangled right shoulder, but can hold it with right and draw with left…and let go of the reins…
All I can say is… Maya was pretty awesome. Me in my silk reenactment dress all over his bum as well…

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He wasn’t highly impressed to have to canter around in the green grass, when he would’ve been happier eating it…

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But he was pretty amazing. 

Paula will be doing more interviews with me in future, one on equine dentistry (this goes to my veterinary website) and one on laminitis, for those horsey people out there!

Anyway, here are some other links where you can hear the podcast!

Facebook 

My post page on SFHM Radio Show:

iTunes

SoundCloud

Stitcher 

Tunein

Player FM    

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It’s on now!
Come on by and take a listen!head blurry(Matthew says it’s not blurry, it’s just soft focus. LOL. Need a new camera that focuses properly 🙂 )

Please pass it around?
Thanks!
Lizzi Tremayne
PS, any of you who have read A Long Trail Rolling, I’d sure appreciate it if you would post your review onto Paula’s Barnmice blog?

I believe you’d have to register for it!

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Thanks so much, all!
XX
Lizzi

Great New Review by The Phantom Paragrapher!


Hi All!

A great new review for A Long Trail Rolling has come through from Paula Phillips over at The Phantom Paragrapher!

 

Review: A Long Trail Rolling – Lizzi Tremayne – January 2015

Unlike Most Indie books when they come into the writing world , A Long Trail Rolling has won the 2014 RWNZ Pacific Hearts Award and was a finalist in the 2013 Great Beginnings Competition. A Long Trail Rolling was not normally a book I would read as I have never really been a huge fan of the historicals but as I would read through the pages, I discovered that A Long Trail Rolling was more than just your average historical romance novel. It had something for every reader from the Western theme with the main theme being that the character Aleksandra rode the Pony Express in the 1860’s , Utah in order to escape her father’s killer which brings me to the next theme of Suspense as Alek’s dad has been murdered and now in order to survive and not succumb to the same odds as her father has , Alek must ride in order to save her life and not become listed as one of the fallen. What’s a good story without a romance entanglement as Aleks meets along the way Xavier and with romance comes clashes as Aleks and Xavier have their moments where the reader hopes they will kiss and make-up as you want them to realise that they are better off together , not only due to their amazing chemistry but the fact that two heads are better than one when it comes to the odds of survival. The story ends on a cliffie, as we learn that their will be more in the series as it follows and leads eventually to Aleks arriving in New Zealand. What I did love about this book was the research that the authoress has put in as her love and knowledge of horses and the early American years has shone through her words and you know that what you are reading has a hint of reality to it which makes it seem even more real for the reader.

Overall , in parts this book reminded me of the Westerns my Grandad used to lend me and he would read himself – authors like Louis Lamour, as my mum’s side of the family grew up in the country and were surrounded by Horses and the Western lifestyle as well as Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on the Prarie which I loved reading and watching on TV when I was a child.

If you love Westerns, Romance, History and Adventure – not to mention the feel of an Epic Saga novel then A Long Trail Rolling is the read for you.

So What are you waiting for folks, #SaveAHorse by Reading “A Long Trail Rolling”.

Come see us at the NZ Indie Book Festival next weekend!


It’s an exciting time for independent and self-publishing writers who want to exercise control of their ideas, their stories, and their books. This festival brings together New Zealand authors, writers, books and readers together in a way never before possible!  At the festival you’ll have the opportunity to talk with authors behind the stories. If you’re a writer, come and meet the literary businesses who can help you turn your manuscript into a print book, e-book or both.
I’ll be in one of three booths, either: 1) The Historical Writers booth, with Zana Bell, Sheryl Buchanan and Rae Roadley – Author; or 2) in the Romance Writers of New Zealand Inc. booth, or 3) in the New Zealand Society of Authors booth, and my book: A Long Trail Rolling will be in all three!

Come on by!
Click here for more information, plus below you’ll find three great vids!

Looking forward to seeing you there!

 

The promised vids:  Just click on them!

Talking about the Festival:

 

Why writers should go!

 

Why readers should go!

See you there!

 

With bells on!

Thanks for reading!

Kind regards,

Lizzi

Blogging Today at The Romance Studio!


Hi All,

I’m blogging today over at The Romance Studio!

Come on over to

The Romance Studio

hear a little about the Secession Menace in California in the 1860’s, A Long Trail Rolling and The Hills of Gold Unchanging!

See you there!

XXX

Lizzi

Sneak Preview! A blog post for the 21 August on The Romance Studio’s End of Summer Bash…


Just for a bit of fun, here’s one of the blog posts I’m posting on the 21st of this month on The Romance Studio’s End of Summer Bash…

Hello All! Welcome back!

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Here’s another excerpt… with Scotty, horses and sparks flying between Aleksandra and Xavier…

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Oh no, the Furs! And Dzień!‘ she wailed and turned back to face the men.

Dinna fash, mo nighean. I kept the buyer here since yeste’day ’cause I knew ye were comin’. He’s paid fer yer pelts ‘n gone.’ Scotty rumpled her hair.

She smiled her thanks, color returning to her cheeks.

‘And that pony, he’s got a heart o’ gold. Ye dinna need to go, yon wee man’s in the stable, munching’ away with me old geldin’.’

Aleksandra’s chest heaved in a deep sigh. ‘What would I do without you, Scotty?’

‘It’s the least I kin do fer you and yer da,’ Scotty remarked, his voice becoming gruff as he spoke, and a tear glistened in his eye.

‘Papa wouldn’t have been pleased to see Dzień abused so, but there was nothing else for it. He never even slowed down.’ She looked at the floor.

‘Aye, but he’s a bonny one.’ Scotty smiled.

‘It would’ve meant the world to Papa, knowing we made it on time and our year’s work wasn’t for naught.’ Scotty was pleased to see a hint of the girl’s normal glow showing in her eyes, beneath the wet lashes.

‘Right ye are, missy.’ He raised his brows at her. ‘Now, d’ye want me to hold some o’ the money fer now so it canna be taken off ye by highwaymen?’

‘Thanks, Scotty, please keep it all here. I don’t need it yet.’

‘Are ye sure ye need t’leave tonight?’ Scotty was unconvinced. ‘It’s getting’ mighty late, we could make you a bed o’sorts.’

Aleksandra’s eyes narrowed at the dark man still standing in the doorway.

‘I’d rather risk the highwaymen and the wild animals for tonight, thanks. I’ve got my shashka and bow.’

There was a choking sound from the entrance, then Xavier mumbled something about checking the horses and disappeared outside. Scotty turned away and coughed to hide his chuckle from the pair.

Xavier was harnessing Dzień to the wagon when Aleksandra came outside.

‘I can do that,’ she snapped, rushing to the side of the pony, her blue eyes icy and cheeks flushed pink. Xavier smiled at her back as she hurried around to the pony’s other side to finish.

‘I’m sure you can, Querida, but I’m happy to help,’ he said, wrapping a breeching strap around the shaft and buckling it snugly.

‘Thanks,’ she gritted out, looking away as her hands slid down Dzień’s rump towards the crupper.

‘Any possibility you might tell me just why you went loco on me back there?’ Xavier watched her brows drop as she stared at a strap she’d just buckled too tightly. Her lips tightened further as she readjusted it.

‘I want nothing to do with people who insult my friends.’

Como, what?’ He shook his head and blinked at her.

‘My friends, the Shoshone, the only friends I have left alive, other than Scotty,‘ she said from between clenched teeth, and then slumped, sobbing, against Dzień.

Cautious of her all-too-effective looking sword, Xavier slowly approached her. He slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against him, watchful for any fast moves on her part, not caring if her tears soaked his shirt. How long they stayed like this, he neither knew nor cared. Once her sobs quieted, he slipped his fingers under her chin, lifting her face to stare into the watery depths of her blue eyes.

‘Okay now, Querida?’

‘As okay as possible, I guess.’ She dropped her head again. ‘The Shoshone are like family to me, especially since Mama died,’ she murmured into his shirt.

‘Are you sure you won’t stay here? I’ll sleep in the stable, if it would make you happier.’

She closed her eyes and was still.

‘No, it’s okay. I’m sorry, Xavier. I’m upset, but that’s no excuse for my nastiness. Thank you for this.’ She nodded her head at his tearstained chest.

De nada. It is nothing.’ He smiled. ‘May I accompany you to your home, at least?’

‘No, really, I’m fine, thank you again. I’d better go farewell Scotty, it’s getting late.’

‘If you’re sure…’ Xavier shook his head and followed Aleksandra back inside.

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Hope you enjoyed the tale! Want to read more?

Come on by my website to see how you can get your hands on a copy, whether ebook, paperback or hardcover! It’s now also available in LARGE PRINT in paperback and hardcover with dust jacket from bookstores around the world! Just tell your favourite bookstore book buyer they can order it from Ingram!

OR…

you can win a free ebook copy if you’re the lucky winner of our giveaway!

To enter into the giveaway, just comment on the blog with what you liked about the excerpt or blog post and one lucky person will be in to win a copy of A Long Trail Rolling, my new Western Historical Romantic Adventure, or… a Horsey Historical Romantic Adventure, complete with plenty of suspense!

Next week, after the party, I’ll pick one winner from those who commented! 

Hope you enjoy the excerpt, and I’ll be back tomorrow with some posts about The Long Trail Quadrilogy, still in progress!

Good luck in the competition!

About the Author:

Lizzi grew up riding wild in the Santa Cruz Mountain redwoods, became an equine veterinarian at UC Davis School of Veterinary Medicine, practiced in the California Pony Express and Gold Country before emigrating to New Zealand. When not writing, she’s swinging a rapier or shooting a bow in medieval garb, riding, driving a carriage or playing on her farm, singing, or working as an equine veterinarian or science teacher. She is multiply published and awarded in special interest magazines and veterinary periodicals.

For more information, please visit:

my website

my Facebook fanpage,

 

Thanks so  much for reading!  Hope to see many of you over there or when you come to visit in New Zealand!

Regards,

Lizzi Tremayne

Come Over to The Romance Studio for the TRS End of Summer Bash, this WHOLE WEEK!


Hello All!
I’m posting ALL WEEK on The Romance Studio’s End of Summer Bash! Come on by to see what my book is all about, and a bit of background about A Long Trail Rolling, its author (me!) and the in-progress sequels in @The Long Trails Quadrilogy, The Hills of Gold Unchanging​, A Sea of Green Unfolding and A Bold Country Evolving​!
It’s at…

The Romance Studio End of Summer Bash

and it starts TODAY!

Join me and hundreds of other authors:

Paige Tyler, Gail Koger,lizzie starr,Sam Cheever,Tina Gayle,Roz Lee,Debora Dennis,Kate Hill/Saloni Quinby,Cornelia Amiri,Rita Hestand,Zenobia Renquist,Jianne Carlo,Lola Karns,Lisa Carlisle,Christine Murphy,Kitsy Clare,J.R. Gray,London Saint James,Nicola Cameron,Cate Masters,Haley Whitehall,Shiloh Saddler,Naomi Bellina,Leigh Ellwood,Teri Riggs,Ute Carbone,Susan Hanniford Crowley,Lacey Roberts,Susan Horsnell,Lucy Felthouse,B.J. McCall,Denyse Bridger,Sharon Buchbinder,Amanda Bretz,Justus Roux,Janet Eckford,Natalie-Nicole Bates,Sean Michael,Megan Slayer,Wendi Zwaduk,Katya Armock,Tina Donahue,Sharita Lira,Sarah Grimm,Samantha Gentry,Shawna Delacorte,JoAnne Myers,Charity Parkerson,Jami Gray,A.M. Griffin,Tory Richards

To go straight to my posts, click here!

It’s time to celebrate our last tanning days in the Northern Hemisphere and the last of the rainy days in the Southern !

Enjoy reading excerpts and blog posts!  Have FUN!    Win Prizes!

Here are the details:

We’re celebrating the end to a fabulous summer (or winter in the Southern Hemisphere) as we always do — with a End of Summer Bash! We’re giving away an Amazon gift ecard (electronic gift card only, value $115) to one lucky reader and we’re giving away a lot of other prizes from the TRS prize vault and participating authors too!

Where is it going to be held?

The event will be held exclusively at the TRS PARTY SITE.

When is it going to be held?

From August 17 – 23, 2015. Times? All day! (since it’s in the states, half of the night!)

When will the prizes be given out?

The winner of the Amazon gift ecard will be selected at random after 23 August, 2015. Other prizes from TRS and its participating authors will be assigned at each donor’s earliest convenience following the end of the event.

Okay so HOW do I enter for the gift card?

We authors will be posting during the event period at our PARTY SITE about our latest books and other entertaining topics. Comment on any of the posts at any time during the event (should be at least acceptable/polite comments because comments in poor taste may result in exclusion from the event), and fill out the gift card entry form that will appear at the party, and you will be entered into the drawing for the Amazon gift ecard.

How do I enter for the other prizes?

For other prizes donated by TRS and all participating authors, there are giveaway forms at the PARTY SITE.

Deadlines are 23 August 2015!

Come on down & join me at the PARTY SITE!

See you soon!

To go straight to Lizzi Tremayne’s  posts, click here!

Hi All! Come on over to Cynthia Woolfe’s Blog, we’re over there today!


Hi everyone!

I was invited to an interview with Cynthia Wolf, Historical Romance author extraordinaire!

Click Here!

Here’s the header on her lovely page!

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Come on by and learn a little about where I got interested in writing, how the series began, and some things about me you might not have known!

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Leave a comment and I promise to reply!

Take good care,

Kindest regards,

Lizzi

Blogging on over at Anastasia Pollack’s Blog AND at The Romance Reviews!


Hello everyone!

Today I’m blogging at not one, but two other sites, about New Zealand and a BEAUTIFUL place there, and how it happened that seeing the sign, and then the place, radically changed the ending of my third novel, A Sea of Green Unfolding!

The first (because it was really yesterday) is at

The Romance Reviews

 

and the second is at

Killer Crafts & Crafty Killers

the blog of Anastasia Pollack,

crafts editor and reluctant amateur sleuth!

 

Come on by with your cuppa, have a read and comment!

Enjoy!

Goodnight!

Lizzi

Blogging NOW (yes, today, for the next 24 hours or so!) at TRS, in the UK


Hello All!
I’m blogging right NOW on over at TRS, in the UK, so they should be waking up to it, at this link…

 

The Romance Studio Blog– TRS

 

Come on over and take a look!

Please Share? Thanks so much!

FOR any of YOU from Polska!!!

Plenty of Polish bits, including my own recipe for Zurek and Zakwas!

🙂
XX
Lizzi

A Long Trail Rolling–Aleks and Xavier meet…and sparks fly…


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Hello All!

Here’s a bit of the story from when Aleksandra and Xavier have just met… and clashed, just a little… 🙂

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She saw the men exchange glances over her head.

‘Aleksandra, is that safe? You know about the unrest between the Pah-Utes and the settlers’ army, don’t you?’ Xavier brushed his hair back from his face with his hand, the light reflecting off the signet ring on his middle finger.

She scowled at the dark Californio. ‘My father is blood-brother to the ShoshoneChief,’ she tossed her head at him, ‘of course I’ll be welcome in their village.’

Xavier’s face shadowed and his lips tightened to a fine line. ‘It’s your funeral.’ He turned from her and moved to stand just outside the door, staring off into the distance.

‘Children, children,’ Scotty muttered under his breath and shook his head. ‘Aleks, I’m sorry to remind you of him, but who’s this “Vladdie”? We need to get word ’round so we kin bring ‘im to justice.’

She dragged her gaze back to Scotty from where she found it, perusing the handsome stranger’s broad shoulders and trim hips in snug leather leggings.

‘That’s the scary part, Scotty,’ she paused and looked back at Xavier. Despite her anger, she had to admit he was a fine figure of a man, with raven blue-black hair past the collar of his buckskin shirt and sparking brown eyes, nearly black when she fell into them as she awoke…

She shook her head and refocused, turning to Scotty.

‘Vladimir Chabardine. Cossack arms master, servant of the Tsar, armed and extremely dangerous. Papa’s nemesis.’ She looked down at the ground, pausing until her voice returned.

‘OKyy….’ Scotty ventured, eyebrows raised. ‘How will we know ‘im?’

‘Unfortunately, I don’t know what he looks like. He’s Russian or Ukrainian. Papa said he had blond hair, probably gray by now, and a strong accent. He’s ten years older than Papa. He’ll handle a horse and a shashka like a Cossack, but further than that, I know nothing,’ she said, dropping her eyes to the floor and looking away.

‘Sure that’s all y’know?’ Scotty raised his eyebrows at her.

Why do I get the feelin’ there’s somethin’ she ain’t tellin’ me?

‘Well, Rogan’s missing,’ the trader saw Aleksandra bite the side of her cheek, ‘so I imagine he’ll have taken him. He’s an unusual horse for these parts, wouldn’t you think?’ Aleksandra’s eyes seemed to hold a challenge and this time she didn’t look away.

Scotty tilted his head sideways and pursed his lips. ‘What else, girlie?’

Aleksandra squirmed and was silent for a moment before she burst into action and spun toward the door. ‘Well, gentlemen, thanks for the shut-eye, but it’ll be dark before I get home as it is, so I’d best get going,’ she said, then stopped short.

Oh no, the Furs! And Dzień!‘ she wailed and turned back to face the men.

Dinna fash, mo nighean. I kept the buyer here since yeste’day ’cause I knew ye were comin’. He’s paid fer yer pelts ‘n gone.’ Scotty rumpled her hair.

She smiled her thanks, color returning to her cheeks.

‘And that pony, he’s got a heart o’ gold. Ye dinna need to go, yon wee man’s in the stable, munching’ away with me old geldin’.’

Aleksandra’s chest heaved in a deep sigh. ‘What would I do without you, Scotty?’

‘It’s the least I kin do fer you and yer da,’ Scotty remarked, his voice becoming gruff as he spoke, and a tear glistened in his eye.

‘Papa wouldn’t have been pleased to see Dzień abused so, but there was nothing else for it. He never even slowed down.’ She looked at the floor.

‘Aye, but he’s a bonny one.’ Scotty smiled.

‘It would’ve meant the world to Papa, knowing we made it on time and our year’s work wasn’t for naught.’ Scotty was pleased to see a hint of the girl’s normal glow showing in her eyes, beneath the wet lashes.

‘Right ye are, missy.’ He raised his brows at her. ‘Now, d’ye want me to hold some o’ the money fer now so it canna be taken off ye by highwaymen?’

‘Thanks, Scotty, please keep it all here. I don’t need it yet.’

‘Are ye sure ye need t’leave tonight?’ Scotty was unconvinced. ‘It’s getting’ mighty late, we could make you a bed o’sorts.’

Aleksandra’s eyes narrowed at the dark man still standing in the doorway.

‘I’d rather risk the highwaymen and the wild animals for tonight, thanks. I’ve got my shashka and bow.’

There was a choking sound from the entrance, then Xavier mumbled something about checking the horses and disappeared outside. Scotty turned away and coughed to hide his chuckle from the pair.

Xavier was harnessing Dzień to the wagon when Aleksandra came outside.

‘I can do that,’ she snapped, rushing to the side of the pony, her blue eyes icy and cheeks flushed pink. Xavier smiled at her back as she hurried around to the pony’s other side to finish.

‘I’m sure you can, Querida, but I’m happy to help,’ he said, wrapping a breeching strap around the shaft and buckling it snugly.

‘Thanks,’ she gritted out, looking away as her hands slid down Dzień’s rump towards the crupper.

‘Any possibility you might tell me just why you went loco on me back there?’ Xavier watched her brows drop as she stared at a strap she’d just buckled too tightly. Her lips tightened further as she readjusted it.

‘I want nothing to do with people who insult my friends.’

Como, what?’ He shook his head and blinked at her.

‘My friends, the Shoshone, the only friends I have left alive, other than Scotty,‘ she said from between clenched teeth, and then slumped, sobbing, against Dzień.

Cautious of her all-too-effective looking sword, Xavier slowly approached her. He slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against him, watchful for any fast moves on her part, not caring if her tears soaked his shirt. How long they stayed like this, he neither knew nor cared. Once her sobs quieted, he slipped his fingers under her chin, lifting her face to stare into the watery depths of her blue eyes.

‘OK now, Querida?’

‘As OK as possible, I guess.’ She dropped her head again. ‘The Shoshone are like family to me, especially since Mama died,’ she murmured into his shirt.

‘Are you sure you won’t stay here? I’ll sleep in the stable, if it would make you happier.’

She closed her eyes and was still.

‘No, it’s OK. I’m sorry, Xavier. I’m upset, but that’s no excuse for my nastiness. Thank you for this.’ She nodded her head at his tearstained chest.

De nada. It is nothing.’ He smiled. ‘May I accompany you to your home, at least?’

‘No, really, I’m fine, thank you again. I’d better go farewell Scotty, it’s getting late.’

‘If you’re sure…’ Xavier shook his head and followed Aleksandra back inside.

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Hope you enjoyed that tidbit, other excerpts here, or go to the Store page!

Take care!

Lizzi

A Long Trail Rolling is Being Published as We Speak! Cover Reveal, Buy Links and USA Book Launch!


Hello All!

A Long Trail Rolling is finally live.

BUY LINKS: 

For those of you who have asked, here are the best buy links!

Softcover: CreateSpace

Ebooks: Smashwords

Ebooks and paper: Amazon

 

BOOK LAUNCH:


Come along to our USA BOOK LAUNCH of A Long Trail Rolling!
14 January 2015 in Placerville, CA!
please RSVP at Eventbrite: https://eventbrite.co.nz/event/15130485690/


Looking forward to seeing you all there! Will have a book launch in New Zealand upon our return home!
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A Long Trail Rolling

by Lizzi Tremayne

The Long Trail Book One

 

Cover for A Long Trail Rolling

Cover for A Long Trail Rolling

Escaping her father’s killer, Aleksandra rode the Pony Express—full speed into the middle of the Indian Paiute Wars.

She didn’t expect to become a target, but she is one now! 

Seventeen year old Aleksandra, trained in the Cossack arts from infancy by her father, finds herself alone and running to prevent her Pa’s killer from obtaining a secret coveted by the Russian Czar, one which could alter the forces of power in Europe. Disguised as a Pony Express rider in 1860’s Utah Territory, she finds herself in even deeper trouble. Her Californio boss Xavier has a strength to match her own, but can they overcome their differences before the ever-increasing odds overtake them?

With this debut Western Historical Adventure, Lizzi Tremayne won the 2014 RWNZ Pacific Hearts Award and was a finalist in the 2013 Great Beginnings A saga of the Old West with a multicultural cast of those who make up America, it would interest readers who enjoy Westerns, horses, American Indians, immigrants, and the Pony Express. It has a capable heroine, strong historical detail, period veterinary treatment and frontier-pushing characters. It compares to the work of Phillipa Gregory, Diana Gabaldon and Jean Auel, with a little Laura Ingalls Wilder thrown in.

This novel is the first in The Long Trail quadrilogy of historical adventure sagas following her characters from the wilderness of 1860 Utah to Colonial New Zealand. 

 

Genre: Western Historical Adventure Fiction with Romantic Elements

Content/Theme(s): Western, horse, native American, Indian, immigrant, Pony Express, veterinary, Utah Territory, Old West

Release Date: 10 January 2015Softcover book cover for CreateSpace!

Launch Party: 14 January 2015, Placerville, California! 

Publisher: Indie, as Blue Mist Publishing

Will be available from  Smashwords, Amazon,(preorder from these two) and CreateSpace, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, Draft 2 Digital and many others. Will

post buy links as soon as they are available.

Excerpt and more

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See you soon!

Lizzi Tremayne

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Freebie excerpt!

Lookout Pass, she reminded herself as she neared the summit. Glancing north to the distant white tops of the Onaqui Mountains, she swallowed hard as she thought again of her papa and the fossil he’d fossicked for her from its rocky ledges.

The spotted pony broke into a lope over the crest of the hill and began the mile-long descent. Aleksandra’s thoughts filled with memories, she was absentmindedly fingering the fossil inside the medicine bag hung about her neck when she felt the first arrow whizz past her head.

Her heart stopped in its tracks and she flung herself to the left side of the Palouse’s neck in a Cossack hang, lying flat against his side.

‘Yah! Yah! Let’s go, Scout!’ she shouted, throwing the reins at him.

He needed little urging to run full tilt down the steep and treacherously rocky trail as the yells of Indian warriors echoed through the narrow valley. The arrows came hard and fast from the southwest, screaming like a mad bunch of hornets.

Smart. Her lips curved in the hint of a wry grin.

The Indians had placed themselves between the trail and the setting sun, so Aleksandra couldn’t see her attackers in the glimpses she stole,from beneath Scout’s neck, of the world whizzing past. With the ground only three feet from her head, the scent of sage filled her nostrils when Scout crashed through a clump of brush. Briefly considering letting go of one of her death-grip holds onto the racing horse to pull a gun from her holster, something akin to suicide, she tightened her lip in a grimace and stayed put, trusting far more in the Palouse’s speed and handiness to save them. Knowing her weight hanging off to one side had to put him off his best, she tried to stay out of his way, keeping as still as possible, tucked down on the side of the skidding and leaping beast. Praying the cinch would hold, she sent fervent thanks to the pony selectors for their choice of horses.

How I would love to have my bow and arrows, but I only need to get us through to Doc Faust at Rush—

The Palouse interrupted her musings as he threw up his head and reared, angrily trumpeting and shaking his head for a moment, nearly dropping Aleksandra, then resumed his headlong rush down the hill. When he carried on, she heard whistling sounds with every breath and turned her face forward to see where the noise was coming from.

Then she saw the arrow.

Looking forward to seeing you soon!

Kind regards,

Lizzi Tremayne

A Long Trail Rolling


A big Thank You to Annie Featherstone, aka Sophia James, for mentoring me, my award for winning the Pacific Hearts Award.

Thanks to Annie, A Long Trail Rolling is on its final edits, and the balance of The Hills of Gold Unchanging should be completed by end of November during NaNoWriMo! A Sea of Green Unfolding is mostly written and should follow soon!

I hope to have Long Trail available for Christmas!

Thanks to all of you who have written, wondering, once again, when the books will be out!

Back to work. No rest for the wicked! In addition to teaching high school science and equine veterinary dentistry practice, I’ve managed to put my hand up for acting as co-convenor of the Coast to Coast Chapter of the Romance Writers of New Zealand, and also Secretary for the whole RWNZ… Funny, when neither I nor many of the members actually write “romance”!  It’s the most awesome group of enthusiastic, encouraging and empowering writers I’ve yet found in New Zealand…

And, NaNoWriMo starts 1 November… 50 K words in the month of November. If you haven’t been on their page, take a look!  nanowrimo.org

I’d better get back to it!

 

Regards from NZ,

 

Lizzi

 

And the best news of all…..


The best news of all is that…

Ta Da…..

Patrick Hearty, my Pony Express Expert, is going to write the Forward for A Long Trail Rolling!

Patrick and Dr. Joseph Hatch wrote a book about the Pony Express Stations in Utah, called….  you guessed it!

Patrick Hearty The Pony Express Stations in Utah
Patrick Hearty The Pony Express Stations in Utah
Patrick explains something inside an express station, while Dr. Hatch looks on.

(Photo Credit to Scott G. Winterton, Deseret News)

 

At the Faust’s monument, which is not where Faust’s actually was, incidentally… 🙂

Patrick Hearty and Lizzi at Rush Valley (Faust's) Pony Express Station monument, out of Grantsville, Utah.
Patrick Hearty and Lizzi at Rush Valley (Faust’s) Pony Express Station monument, out of Grantsville, Utah.

This was the start of an epic trip across Utah, over the Pony Express Trail, Patrick, his lovely wife, my son and I!

Simpson’s Station, the restored version… It’s lovely… I think it might be on the cover of A Long Trail Rolling!

 

 

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He’s always got a story for us!

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Patrick at Simpson’s Spring Pony Express Station. It’s been reconstructed and you can go inside and see how it was constructed. I think it’ll be on the cover of A Long Trail Rolling 
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For a young man who loves to take photos, he sure is camera-shy…. my youngest son…

I so loved just being able to touch the old station... even if it was rebuilt!
I so loved just being able to touch the old station… even if it was rebuilt!

 

 

 

The Mustangs…  They feature in the story, near Dugway!

Here’s a cool pic of them… you’ll understand why we didn’t get any closer to them… The stallion, if you can see it close up, is battle scarred and proud, clearly the winner of many a fight with other stallions for the mares in his herd.

 

 

 

A herd of mustangs out of Dugway... Utah Pony Express Trail.
A herd of mustangs out of Dugway… Utah Pony Express Trail.

It was a fantastic day. Will post more pics another time, but just had to share the lovely trip into the mountains…. Patrick, his daughter and I on their favourite mounts…

 

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The world is best seen between the ears of a horse, and especially when it’s Patrick’s favourite one!

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Patrick and I on the trail.

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Columbines under the aspen… Lovely. Classic Utah high country.
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The rocky, dusty July trail.
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Rest time!

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“What’s for lunch?”
Break time with my wonderful new friends
Break time with my wonderful new friends, Patrick and his daughter, plus 3/4…
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On Patrick’s favourite boy, no less… Lucky me!
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Time for a drink!
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… and a rub… “Leave your bridle on, okay?”



drink time...
drink time…

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“You still takin’ pictures back there?” “Yep…”

If you ever get the chance to go over the Utah Pony Express Trail, do it, you’ll not regret it.

There’s even a man, Davy Crockett, yes, Davy Crockett, who runs an ultramarathon (running) over 100 miles of the trail. See his website at http://ponyexpress100.org/

To those of you who have horses and want to be involved, there’s a re-ride, in both directions, every year. You can ride your portion and carry the mochila. Patrick’s sent me a commemorative  letter two years running, one in each direction.. One from St Louis and one from San Francisco. Got this one last year…  and they even forwarded it to NEW ZEALAND!

 

 

 A 2013 Pony Express Commemorative Letter! In NZ!
A 2013 Pony Express Commemorative Letter! In NZ!

How exciting. Thank you Pat!  And thank you to all the horses and riders who carried those little letters in the mochila for a total of over 4000 miles!   Let me know if you’re interested in riding in a re-ride and I’ll get word to Patrick.

There’s a great website about the Pony Express at   http://www.xphomestation.com/  From that site, here’s a news release of the ride just past…  http://www.xphomestation.com/2014-NR1.pdf  Tom Crews, who runs the site, has placed oodles of  news, history, stories, etc. of the Pony Express, as well as school program information on the trail!  When the re-ride is going, they track the mochilas in real time as they cross the United States! Stop by and see them!

 Thanks so much again to Patrick and his wonderful family for having us and letting us in on their life and trail…  The Pony Express Trail.

Thanks for stopping by!

See you again real soon!

L



What Draws us to History?


Here’s a post I wrote for Bethanne Strasser’s Through the Heart Shaped Glasses blog earlier this month. I thought some of you might appreciate it!

What draws us to history?

  • Is it the romance of a different time from our own?

  • Is it what history can show us about ourselves?

  • How we’re different from or similar to others in the past?

  • Does it show us links to the people we were, and how we will be in the future?

  • Does it show us where we’ve diverged when people have made new beginnings?

  • Do we hope it will give us hints about where to seek in the eternal quest for who we are and where we fit in to this world?

Lizzi_archerFor me, this last reason is why I write in the historical genre. When I began writing, I never thought about all this. I only knew I was drawn to stories of the past. The Dark Ages, the Elizabethan Period, and the Old West equally held me enraptured since even before I began to read myself, for the simple first reason above.

I began researching and writing historical novels only a few years ago. It soon became clear that I was looking for answers to questions in my own history and present. What I discovered has helped me become more comfortable with the person I am.

As I study, I repeatedly ask myself how I can make the information I unearth palatable to someone who might never pick up a book of historical fact, search out an old battle record or travel to a remote graveyard to read the inscription on an old tombstone. Can I offer readers some inkling of what happened in their own town or country to give it the unique flavour it carries today?  Some idea of why a certain town emerged just when it did? Most importantly, to shed light upon the reasons a particular society developed the way it has? Perhaps it will provide a piece of the puzzle, which will allow a whole population to try to open the doors previously closed upon the past, allowing healing of the hidden wounds that prevent peaceful cohabitation.

Several towns in the West define themselves as being part of the Pony Express Trail. The stories of Laura Ingalls Wilder played a large part in my understanding of the westward-moving American pioneer, and the peoples and lands they encountered, and how the settlers dealt with adversity. In my first novel, Express Desired, soon to be published, I use Aleksandra, the daughter of a Polish immigrant trapper family, to show snapshots of 1860 life in the wilds of the Rocky Mountains. She must survive when she is left alone in the world, and becomes a “boy” rider for the famed Pony Express.

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Although the ‘Pony’ as it was called, only lasted for a mere eighteen months, it still captures the imaginations of thousands, if not millions, of people, even one hundred and fifty years after its inception.

I show some interactions with American Indians in the novel,  both positive aspects and negative.

In my second novel, A Sea of Green Unfolding, more than halfway completed, I show aspects of 1860′s history of both the San Francisco Bay Area, (or the part from Redwood City, via La Honda, and through to San Gregorio)  and 1863 New Zealand. Discover why  Redwood City grew so quickly? Learn why it was called Redwood City. In the same book, I offer the reader aspects of New Zealand history which are certainly not taught in primary, and only rarely in secondary schools here. They are shadowy aspects of our history which portions of our society wish had never happened, and would rather forget. Although almost apologetic, many of those who know are content to bury it beneath the carpet, so most people are unaware of the whole story and resolution cannot be attained. This untold history has shaped us as the people we have become. The conflicts began long ago between the Maori (and before that, the earlier Moriori) people who had already settled New Zealand before Captain Cook came in the 1700′s and the white settlers from England, Europe and Asia.  There was wrongdoing on both sides, but much has remained hidden from the general view.

Overall, I hope to effectively use history to paint a picture, so that readers can better understand some of their own past, answer some of their questions about themselves and become more comfortable with their own place in the world.

lizzi_writerBio:

I’ve just completed my first novel, and am halfway through the second.

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About my first novel, Express Desired, an historical Fictional Suspense with Romantic Elements: Seventeen year old Aleksandra Lekarski, alone and running to prevent her pa’s killer from obtaining a secret which could allow world domination by the Czar, conceals herself as a boy Pony Express rider in 1860′s Utah Territory. Her “Californio” boss Xavier Arguello has a spirit to match her own—along with a mutually undeniable attraction—and together they overcome the evil that threatens them.

A Sea of Green Unfolding is the sequel to Express Desired, about a young couple’s journey to adventure from the California of 1862 to the turbulent wilderness of New Zealand. Tragedy strikes in Aleksandra and Xavier’s newly found paradise on their California Rancho and Von Tempsky’s invitation draws them to a new life in New Zealand—where the land wars between the European settlers and the local Maori have only just begun.

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I am rewriting my life. I’m the mother of two teenaged boys, a part time hobby farmer, a medieval re-enactor, rapier fighter and archer, a kayaker, a carriage competition driver, a gardener, a singer, a cook and an equine veterinarian with post-doc veterinary certification in equine dentistry. Following a back injury,I work part time at equine veterinary dentistry and part time at high school teaching of Science/Bio/Chem. Mostly, though, I’m writing! I look forward to your visits to my blog and to hearing your thoughts on the above.


Writing Blog: http://lizzitremayne.com
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Hunua Falls… A Special Kind of Awesome


It happened on the way to St Cath’s Faire, an SCA reenactment event, last Sunday near Clevedon.

A massive change in the direction of my new novel, A Sea of Green Unfolding.

 

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It came to me while I drove past the Waihou River (Called the River Thames  by Captain Cook when he first landed his longboat there so very long ago), past Cook’s landing site, through Netherton, Ngatea, on and on through the Hauraki Plains. Just after the new motorway portion of SH2 began, I took the road less travelled, the old SH2, then up Lyon’s Road, past Paparimu, through Hunua, to finally arrive at Clevedon.

As I passed the sign for Hunua Falls, it drew me. I’d never seen them, but I promised myself I’d find them on the way home….. because I knew they needed to be in the story… in a big way.

Wow… They took my breath away.

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I found the Hunua Falls, buried deep in what would have been the “vast untrodden Hunuas” in 1863, if it were in a book by  Jack Lasenby*. They are nothing less than awesome… and as of that day, will play a big part in the novel.

While I was in Clevedon, I “accidentally” met someone who could answer many of my questions. Out on a walk in the forest there, I met a woman who’s lived there for the past 50 years…  and she was… at a meeting of the local historical society the previous night….

Now, I don’t really think there’s such a thing as coincidence anymore… Just the Universe looking after me… And hopefully you, my reader!

 

Watch this space!

*Jack Lasenby, whose books  I would highly recommend for bush Kiwiana: Harry Wakatipu Comes the Mong…  If you’ve ever dreamed of “going bush”, being a “real bloke”, or a “deer culler”, you owe it to yourself to read this book, and others of his! Even if you’re a dyed-in-the-wool “non-reader” who loves to go bush, you’ll love this.

9780143318088.jpgOne description: from Timeout.co.nz……”The third title in an outrageously entertaining collection of tall tales about a 12-year-old Urewera hunter with a moustache and a sneaky, greedy old pack-horse called Harry Wakatipu is another marvellous adventure story that is full of crazy characters and bizarre experiences. Harry is supposed to help but spends most of his time sleeping, telling lies and eating tins of condensed milk. And he farts a lot! Rich in off-beat humour and bushlore, this latest novel from a legendary storyteller is ideal for ages 9 to 13, particularly boys.”

It’s  also for anyone who wants to laugh till their guts hurt!

 

 

NaNoWriMo has Begun!


Hello All!

Well, first day, I didn’t make my goal of 1700 words on the new novel I began on 1 November,

A Sea of Green Unfolding,

the sequel to Express Desired, wherein

Aleksandra and Xavier are still reeling from the death of their first newborn child when they discover that they have lost Rancho de las Pulgas, their old Spanish land grant held by Xavier’s family for generations. An invitation from von Tempsky in New Zealand offers the escape they desire and draws the young couple to start a new life in the Coromandel goldfields. Challenges separate the pair as they journey to their destination, but they are finally reunited again in the turbulent wilderness of 1862 New Zealand—only to become immersed in the land wars between the European settlers and the local Maori, which have only just begun.

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Yesterday, however, I nearly caught up. Today I will be caught up and pass day 3’s goal of 6100 words.

My favourite part of the writing so far (it’s the first draft, so please be kind…) :

 

She felt her heart could sink no further. Pushing aside the bedroll tied over her saddlebags, she pulled out a locket on a fine silver chain and clutched it to her heart before clasping it round her neck and letting it drop inside her neckline between her still-engorged breasts, the tears again falling swiftly as she looked west, up into the hills. A memory of her mother’s voice came unbidden…

‘I will lift mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help…’

She resolutely set her jaw and turned back to face the masts in the distance before her, one hand gripping the locket through her buckskin shirt and the other on the reins. The wharf at Redwood Creek was full of ships, she could see, even from this far away. The houses and buildings of Redwood City, the county seat of San Mateo County, clustered near the road leading to the embarcadero. Rough workers huts near the water’s edge emptied as the men trudged towards the wharves on the deepwater channel, nodding their heads to her as they headed for a day shifting timber, shingles, hay and wheat from laden wagons onto rafts, ships and barges headed for San Francisco and beyond. The smell of the tanneries turned her stomach as she rode past them and she put a hand over her mouth and nose, as if she could stop the smell. From the alley between the blacksmith shop and the shipbuilding yard, several men turned to stare at her and one whistled low under his breath, but she never glanced their way. The courthouse loomed on her left, the newly begun fire station beside it, but she barely saw them, her goal Dr.Tripp and Mr. Parkhurst’s road west into the mountains, heading for Arroyo Honda, and the coast. She’d never seen the ocean. Under the circumstances, it seemed like the thing to do.

Back to it.  Just wanted to send out an update!

Have a great day, and to those of you doing NaNoWriMo,

GO FOR IT!  SEE YOU AT THE FINISH!

Namaste,

Lizzi

PS, to those of you who have asked, Express Desired is with an agent in New Jersey. I hope to hear from her any day now whether or not she’s keen to run with it!

Photo we took in July 2013 of Clifton Flats, Utah. One of the last remaining portions of the Pony Express Trail in Utah which still resembles it "back in the day". It's the fine line running toward you to the right on the photo. Thanks Patrick Hearty, for showing it to us!

This is a photo we took in July 2013 of Clifton Flats, Utah.   It’s one of the last remaining portions of the Pony Express Trail in Utah which still resembles it “back in the day”. It’s the fine line running toward you to the right on the photo. Thanks Patrick Hearty, for showing it to us!

 

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Have a great day, I will.  I’m writing. 🙂

Regards,

Lizzi

A Sea of Green


A new signature, thanks to my son Elliot and his awesome skills with Photoshop!

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For NaNoWriMo!

The new short synopsis…

This sequel to Express Desired is about a young couple’s journey to adventure in the turbulent wilderness of 1861 New Zealand.

Tragedy strikes in Aleksandra and Xavier’s newly found paradise on their California Rancho and Von Tempsky’s invitation draws them to a new life in New Zealand—where the land wars between the European settlers and the local Maori have only just begun.

Plotting today, tomorrow and getting ready for  01 November 2013 USA date to start!

A Sea of Green Unfolding


Today I began planning my new novel…

It will be entitled….

 

A Sea of Green Unfolding

 

A sequel to Express Desired, it will be about Aleksandra and Xavier’s journey to a new life and adventure in the turbulent wilderness of 1861 New Zealand.

A Sea of Green... The Podocarp Forest of North Island, New Zealand

A Sea of Green… The Podocarp Forest of North Island, New Zealand

 

Plotting has begun today and the first 50K words will be written as part of the NaNoWriMo, the National Novel Writing Month, of November!

http://nanowrimo.org

Have you wanted to write your own novel, but were waiting “until you had the time”?  Well, the time is November, the year is 2013!  Juniors can select a word count they will be happy with, and set a goal, put in the time and make it happen! You can get your teachers involved!

Join me!  Check out the site, it costs nothing but your time! (Although NaNoWriMo will accept tax deductible donations!)

Back to work for me!  So much to write!

Kindest regards from New Zealand!

Lizzi Tremayne

Express Desire Chapters and Synopses have been SENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I sent my submissions off to an agent (Jessica Faust of Bookends, NJ) who heard the first three pages in a Cold Read session at conference two years ago (when there was a total of three pages written…) and said she wanted to see it when it was done…  now!  Also sent to three editors to who requested it at the Wellington conference last month (Harlequin Australia, Harlequin Canada and Entangled USA)…. One more agent, who wants the whole MS, soon.

Thanks for your patience, all of you… you know who you are!

Time to relax for a few hours (sleep, maybe???) before getting stuck into the next book!

Night!

Manuscript is DONE! A little teaser from the story, especially for you horsey-types!


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Hello all,

I am very pleased to announce that the manuscript for Express Desired is done!

Hmmm… Let’s just say it it nice to see that I’m making progress in my writing skills… and finally implementing my new skills…. especially incorporating ‘showing’ vs ‘telling’, (and my critique partner will be so PLEASED) .

It’s good to see the improvement since I began writing, but it is a two-edged sword… it sure makes for a lot of editing and rewriting in the first half of the story.

Planning to send the first three chapters and synopsis to the editors and agents who requested it THIS WEEK!

Thanks for your comments, all.

Hugs,

Lizzi

P.S.  I’ve included in this post a little teaser for the story…  Hope you enjoy it!

Vladimir is the baddie in the story…  you horsy-people might appreciate this one!

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The colt didn’t seem to know the way home to the Krzysztof’s cabin this time, so Vladimir’s return trip to the cabin, en route to the trading post, took much longer than  expected. Probably more likely, the bay colt didn’t particularly care about getting home, in light of the fact that since they turned around and headed back west towards the cabin, Vladimir’s mare had come fully on heat. He’d wondered if she was starting up over the previous few days, but there was no longer any doubt, the Russian’s mouth drew tight across gritted teeth.

He now understood why he’d been able to purchase this stunning, sound mare so cheaply at the end of last summer. Doubtless, the chestnut’s previous owner knew what she was like for the half of the year her reproductive cycle was active. Their little jaunt had become a trial. The young stallion was beside himself, travelling next to this winking, squealing and squirting hussy. It was much safer to ride the colt, as green and horny as he was, and be on top, rather than underneath him as he tried to breed the mare.

Vladimir found the shortcut to the cabin… just after he rode the bay past the half-hidden trailhead. Catching the Russian unawares, the colt looked back toward the track, then jerked the reins from Vladimir’s hand, spun on a dime and nearly dropped him as he dived into the trees, headed for home. The mare meanwhile threw up her head and reared, ripping her lead rope from his grip as the colt bolted.

‘You obviously knew that part of the way home,’ Vladimir growled and swore roundly at the beast in Russian, got him under control again and thanked whoever would listen that both horses had not left him stranded. It would be a long walk to anywhere and he didn’t particularly wish to be found at the cabin with all the graves and none of the former occupants.

He needn’t have worried he’d lose the mare. She couldn’t get close enough to the horse as they made their way down the narrow trail. She twice smashed his knee between her and the plunging colt, but Vladimir eventually managed to grab her trailing lead. A quick look around Krzysztof’s yard gave no evidence of habitation, so he refilled two bags with hay, slung them over the mare’s saddle horn and headed off down the larger track to find the trading post.

The Pony Express Mochila is Headed for Ft. Laramie!


June 20, 3:54pm PDT (today in the States, for those of you in NZ!)

“The mail just left Lingle,WY at 4:45 pm, mountain time, headed towards Ft Laramie.”

Patrick Hearty The Pony Express Stations in Utah
Patrick Hearty & Joseph Hatch
The Pony Express Stations in Utah

Well done to all of you out there riding!  You might get a bit tired, but it’s not quite as dangerous as it was ‘back in the day’.

There were quite a few deaths (few riders, fortunately) amongst the Pony Express riders, but it was not for want to trying!

Hold on to that mochila!

 

Here’s an excerpt from my novel… Only Patrick Hearty and I have seen it so far, so hope some of you like it! They’ll be going through Lookout Pass soon!!!

Lookout Pass - Pony Express TrailThanks to Roger Douglass  (http://www.panoramio.com/photo/2329088)

A little taste of “Express Desire“:

Lookout Pass,” Aleksandra reminded herself as she passed the summit, looking north to see the distant white tops of the Onaqui Mountains and thought again of her papa and the fossil he’d fossicked for her from one of its rocky ledges. Beginning her mile-long descent at a trot on the handy little horse, she was absentmindedly fingering the fossil inside the medicine bag hung about her neck when she felt the first arrow whizz past her head from her right.

She felt her heart stop.

Aleksandra dropped to the left side of the Palouse’s neck into a Cossack hang, lying flat against his side.

She threw the reins at him and shouted to him.’Yah! Yah! Let’s go, Scout!’

He needed little urging to run full tilt down the steep and treacherously rocky trail as the yells of Indian warriors filled the narrow valley. The arrows came hard and fast from the southwest, like a mad bunch of hornets.

Smart, she thought, with a hint of a wry grin. The Indians had placed themselves between the trail and the setting sun, so Aleksandra could see little of her attackers in the glimpses she stole from beneath Scout’s neck of the world whizzing past. With the ground only three feet from her head, the scent of sage filled Aleksandra’s nostrils as the horse crashed through a clump of brush.

Briefly considering climbing back into the saddle to pull a gun from her saddlebag, she knew it would be akin to suicide; though she knew her full weight hanging off to one side had to put the stallion off his best, she trusted far more in the pony’s speed and ability. She just tried to stay out of his way and not hinder him needlessly, keeping as still as she could, tucked down on the side of the skidding and leaping beast. Praying the cinch would hold, she sent fervent thanks in the direction of the company selectors for choosing fast and handy local ponies. How I would love to have my bow and arrows, she thought, but it might just be better just to get Scout and I through alive to Doc Faust at Rush

The Palouse interrupted her musings as he threw up his head and reared, angrily trumpeting and shaking his head for a moment, nearly dropping Aleksandra, then resumed his headlong rush down the hill. When he carried on, she heard whistling sounds with every breath and turned her head forward to see where the noise was coming from.Then she saw the arrow.She felt herself break into a cold sweat…

The storyline…

Aleksandra, trained in the Cossack arts from infancy by her father, finds herself alone and running to prevent her Pa’s killer from obtaining a secret which could allow world domination by the Czar.  Disguised to most as a boy rider in 1860′s Utah Territory for the Pony Express, she finds in her “Californio” boss a strength to match her own and together they create a team that can overcome the odds.

I hope you liked the excerpt of “Express Desire,” soon to be completed!

 

To follow the mochila on its way West, see the XPHome Site:

http://bit.ly/TiWr4k

Regards,

from

Lizzi Tremayne

The Pony Express Re-Ride Continues!


Yesterday’s post detailed the Pony Express 20th Anniversary Re-Ride. I have posted some handy links for you to follow the ride’s progress!

Thanks to Pony Express History –18253400.nhd.weebly.com

The  Re-Ride continues!

The “mochila,” (the leather pad with the mail pockets, below), which is transferred between riders on the  Pony Express) has made it from Elwood, Kansas to 140th and 75 hwy. one mile north of Sac & Fox casino, this afternoon.

Credit to Ryan Long, Deseret News, http://bit.ly/18XS9dh

For your information, here’s the map of the whole route!

http://dinosaurcowboys.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/pony-express-map.jpgThanks, Union Pacific and http://bit.ly/11K21Oh

To follow the mochila on its way West, see the XPHome Site:

http://bit.ly/TiWr4k

Thanks to Tom Crews!

Photos from the Start at Patee House (below)  and Chasing the Pony Express are on Susan Mires’ Facebook page (Thanks, Susan!):

 http://on.fb.me/19OPPF5

https://i2.wp.com/www.legendsofamerica.com/photos-missouri/StJoePateeHotel-600.jpg Thanks to Kathy Weiser, owner/editor, Legends of America, http://www.legendsofamerica.com

 A GREAT Website for the Nostalgic & Historic Minded!

Newscast about the upcoming ride:

http://bit.ly/11XPhHZ

For those of you who asked for more information on my upcoming novel,

Express Desire,  it is in an earlier blog post:

http://lizzitremayne.com/2013/03/05/my-historical-history-or-why-i-think-i-have-to-write-this-novel/

Enjoy!

Regards from Lizzi Tremayne

20th Anniversary of the Pony Express Re-Ride is ON!


Who’s excited!

I wish I could be in the States right now!

The Pony Express Re-Ride began today, from St. Joseph to Old Sacramento!

Pony_Express_Map

Patrick Hearty is my Utah contact for my  NEARLY- completed novel Express Desire.

 

Patrick Hearty The Pony Express Stations in Utah

Patrick Hearty The Pony Express Stations in Utah

Photo above: Patrick and Joseph’s book. Photo to right: Joseph L. Hatch, left, and Patrick Hearty talk about the history of the Pony Express. (Thanks to Scott G. Winterton, Deseret News)

Patrick will be riding the trail next week from Traveler’s Rest (just south of Salt Lake City)…..

Travellers rest stationHere is the Traveler’s Rest (or Absalom Smith) Station, with the front torn down, but the pic shows the first part built.  Thanks to the University of Utah for the photo, (http://content.lib.utah.edu/cdm/ref/collection/USHS_Class/id/13504)

 

to Simpson’s Springs (somewhere out in the Utah Salt Desert!).

Simpson's Springs Station A painting of Simpson’s Springs Station

 

He will  ride on horseback from approximately 5 am on the 23rd till 2 pm on the 24th! That’s about 74 miles, all up, through what was one of the most dangerous portions of the trail ‘back in the day.’

(Speed? Right around 8 mph, a little slower than they used to average.)

Righto, I digress….

Lookout Pass, just perfect for ambush with its narrow canyons, is in Patrick’s stage of the trail.

Lookout Pass - Pony Express Trail Thanks to

Roger Douglass  Photos taken at Lookout Pass on the Pony Express Trail about 5 miles west of Vernon, Utah  (http://www.panoramio.com/photo/2329088)

It is in Lookout Pass that Aleksandra, my heroine, is ambushed by Paiute Indians and… (but that would be telling!)…. you’ll just have to read the book!

INDIAN ARROWE AND ECHO STATION PE STATION KEEPERS

“Mose Wright described the Indian arrow-poison. The rattlesnake – the copperhead and the moccasin he ignored – is caught with a forked stick planted over its neck, and is allowed to fix its fangs in an antelope’s liver. The meat, which turns green, is carried upon a skewer when wanted for use: the flint head of an arrow, made purposely to break in the wound, is thrust into the poison, and when withdrawn is covered with a thin coat of glue. Ammonia is considered a cure for it and the Indians treat snake bites with the actual cautery. . .”

Yep, it gets messy, but then, it often did.

 

The “Pony”, as the Pony Express was called, only actually ran for 18 months or so, a bit less because Indian attacks caused it to shut down for about a month and a half…  (Why, you say? Well, when all the stations for over 50 miles are burned down, stock stolen and station tenders killed, it’s pretty hard to maintain a route!)

Thanks to  David David Gallery / SuperStock (http://www.superstock.com/stock-photos-images/849-10005)

then the new trans-continental telegraph line took over its major communication function, and it ended basically the same day.  But it did serve an important function in keeping California in the Union and preventing its secession to the South! More details in the story!

Thanks to Trips into History (http://tripsintohistory.com/2013/04/23/the-pony-express-battles-the-paiutes/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=the-pony-express-battles-the-paiutes

My son and I will just have to see the trail next month without the galloping ponies and small great men (and women, these days, no doubt!) flying down the trail!

Somehow, I don’t think we’ll be going at quite that pace on Patrick’s horses!

 

For more details on the Re-Ride itself, please visit the XPhome site, (XP is for Express!). Tom is staying busy keeping the site updated from the reride as I write!

http://www.xphomestation.com/2013%20Re-Ride.html

 

Hope all of you out there riding the trail are having the time of your lives!

Thanks so much for reading! Feel free to Follow and Like!

 

Regards from New Zealand,

 

Lizzi Tremayne

Por qué Xavier tenía que ser español, or Why Xavier had to be Spanish….


Español….   …  ranks behind only China in total number of language speakers, and far ahead of English speakers.. One good reason to include it in my nearly-completed novel…

Another one… it is the language of love…

Xavier, born of his Spanish Californio family is, despite his challenges, able to speak this language of love… In what other languages are the words for “I want you” the same as for “I love you”?

Enrique Iglesia… The best music to Latin dance to and to feel…  for me…

So, you see,….  Xavier needed to be Spanish…

Oh, you ask… (deafening silence…) why include Polish characters and language in the same novel?  Hmmm… they aren’t even on the language-frequency chart…   People who can survive what they have been subjected to for the past several centuries and come out with their incredible optimism and zest for life deserve to be heard… and remembered. And no, my Polish is extremely poor, but I know where to find help!!!!

Gracias por leer… Thank you for reading…

Hasta luego, que le vaya bien….

Lizzi Tremayne

Utah and California, Here We Come!


Looking forward to our trip to the States in July!

We will be visiting many sites from the novel Express Desire, soon to be completed!

Pony_Express_Map

First, the Rancho de las Pulgas, which was the old 1795 Spanish land grant which belonged to the family of my novel hero Xavier Arguello, which today comprises most of the cities of Menlo Park, Atherton, Redwood City, San Carlos, Belmont and San Mateo (that part of the city which lies south of San Mateo Creek).

Map of the Rancho de las Pulgas ca. 1857      1853 Pulgas

Map of the Rancho de las Pulgas ca. 1857

Rancho de las Pulgas,  the Old Spanish land grant of my hero Xavier’s family in California

I was born in Redwood City, close to the home the Arguellos lived in, at the corner of Cedar and Magnolia streets in the city of San Carlos. We will see the marker on this site as well!

Later, I grew up in the redwoods in nearby La Honda. We will visit there, too.  I’ve written about it in a previous post, Stagecoaches, the Peek a Boo Inn, etc! La Honda 3 La Honda 2 La Honda

We will then journey to Sacramento, where the current Old Sacramento served as the western terminus of the Pony Express. The Pony Express statue shown here is located at the corner of J and second streets and is kitty-corner to the Museum (which I don’t think I’ll be able to stay out of, either…  My poor son…)

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From here, the mail went aboard riverboat to San Francisco, except for the few times when the steamer was missed, then the riders had to ride all the way to San Francisco!  Here is a monument to one of the steamers who carried the mail!

 pony express steamer 1pony express steamer 2

Thence East, following part of the trail!

We will wind up in Utah, where we will be hosted by the infamous Heartys, supporters of the Pony Express movement in Utah, (Patrick Hearty is the Past President of the Utah Pony Express Assn and Co-Author of The Pony Express Stations in Utah, a man to whom I am indebted for his assistance with my book, along with his lovely, long-suffering wife from whom I’ve stolen much time for Patrick to answer my multitude of questions!). We will go over the Utah portion of the trail, backtracking to Nevada,

Simpson's Springs Station Simpson’s Springs Station marker…

 

And this rather desolate looking Pony Express Trail Marker below shows the site of Rush Valley Station, where Aleksandra, my heroine, found shelter after she was first attacked by Indian arrows…

mmm.. don’t think it’ll look much like this in July! The Oquirrh Mountains & Lewiston Peak are shown in background. Great pics, thanks, Acidman 1968, wherever you are! Tried to contact you! Contact me please? Thanks!

from http://www.panoramio.com/photo/17004731  Credit to Acidman 1968!
from http://www.panoramio.com/photo/17004731 Credit to Acidman 1968!


Then Patrick is taking us along the trail on horseback through Hickman Canyon!

E Hickman Canyon

Hickman Canyon

After we leave the Heartys,  we’ll return to CA the long way, through City of Rocks, where the baddie Vladimir finds himself in the story

after a ‘shortcut’…

City of Rocks gooding_city_of_rocks01.gif

By then we’ll have run out of time!

We will be hustling back to the Bay Area to fly out a few days later!

Thanks so  much for reading!  Hope to see many of you over there or when you come to visit in New Zealand!

Regards,

Lizzi Tremayne