Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Welcome to author Nate Nasralla

Hello, Nate, congratulations on your book release, Living Forward Looking Backward.

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If we’re honest, we'll admit our days are filled with normal routines, like eating cereal and sitting in traffic. We often wonder, “is this it?”

But do we really have to quit our jobs and travel the world to find a fulfilling, purposeful life? Is it possible to find significance in our daily routines, right here and now?

After experiencing a rapid series of major life changes within a single year, Nate stumbled upon a reality that’s shared by us all: there's profound meaning in our ordinary, everyday moments, but we can't see it.

Through painfully-honest storytelling and candid conversation, Nate shares how years of mistakes and missteps uncovered a simple framework that reveals the greater purpose behind our everyday lives, and why the answers to life's deep questions are often backward from what we expect.


As I faded between my thoughts and Michael’s words, I noticed something different about him. You know how there are those scenes in movies where someone is talking, and you see their mouth moving, but you don’t hear the words? Only the thoughts in the protagonist’s head?
This was like that. “Why does he look so calm?” I asked myself. There was a peace about him I hadn’t seen before. He looked rested, he spoke vibrantly, and he had a certain tranquility about him. Maybe he only looked extra peaceful in contrast to my own worn-down spirit that day. I couldn’t help feeling, however, that between the two of us, Michael was the one who was truly living.
All of our society’s values and ideals screamed, “that can’t be!” How was it that in a time when Michael was broke, working at McDonald’s, and living with his parents, he seemed less anxious than I was? I was the one leading a growing company with plenty of access to cash and investors; I drove a car and he walked; I picked up our dinner tab; I was going to sleep in a nice downtown loft while he was headed to sleep in his childhood bedroom.  By all measures, I was the one who should have felt inner peace. At the same time, as I watched him, I knew those things didn’t matter. The storm stirring inside me, juxtaposed against Michael’s calm, said so.
About the Author:

Nate is an author and entrepreneur who helps us find more meaning in the ordinary, everyday moments of our lives.

Nate and his wife, Erin, were raised in Chicago and now hail from Denver. After moving cities and cycling through a rapid series of major life changes, Nate launched his publishing company, Live Forward, to help others find more meaning in their everyday lives.

Building on his experience as the co-founder of a successful, venture-backed startup company, and as a frequent speaker and trainer on storytelling for nonprofit leaders, Nate's recent book, Living Forward, Looking Backward, helps others understand the greater purpose behind their own life stories.

Through Nate's memories, stories, and candor, we learn how the principle of paradox and the story of the Gospel shows up in each of our lives, often in ways we don't expect, and ways that feel even a little backward to us.

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Welcome to author Edward Hoornaert

Hello, Edward, and congratulations on your book release.
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When her abusive lover tries to take custody of her baby, Audra flees where even he can’t follow: the aliens’ forbidden cities underneath Kwadra Island.

But can the safety she wants for her daughter survive a search party, violent alien criminals—and the love of an emotionally damaged Kwadran?

Excerpt:  The rebels came out of hiding and stalked toward the good guys.  But fifty feet behind them, rolled black cleaning bots in a solid phalanx from one side of the lane to the other. More were emerging from doors to fall in behind the first line.
Tal’s chest felt light. His fists clenched and unclenched rapidly. This was more cleaning bots than had ever been assembled. “Hurry up,” he said to his army even though they couldn’t hear him. “Faster.”

The line rolled toward the rebels’ rear, charging like phalanx of vengeful cockroaches determined to advance no matter what stood in their way.

Maybe because of the gunshots, the rebels didn’t hear the miniature army. Two guys and a woman in the rear yelped when bots hit their feet. Dropping their weapons, the men fell backward; there were so many bots that they carried them and their guns along for a bumpy, jarring ride. The woman was faster. She dashed into a nearby house—but came right back out again, pushed by a battalion of cleaning machines.

Scores of bots flooded into the lane, driving rebels out of buildings and into the churning flood of small metal soldiers. Some tried to crawl over the flood, but they found nothing stable enough to walk on. They fell and bots crawled over them. A rebel emptied his pistol at the swarm, but for every one he shot, another took its place.
One young rebel, smarter than the rest, rode atop the bots without struggling. At an intersection he rolled once, twice, three times until he reached the edge of the swarm. Then he popped to his feet. His escape didn’t matter, though: he left his gun and ran.

About the Author: Edward Hoornaert is not only an author of science fiction, romance, and non-fiction, he's also a certifiable Harlequin Hero; he inspired N.Y. Times bestselling author Vicki Lewis Thompson to write her favorite Harlequin Desire, Mr. Valentine, which was dedicated to him. In the past, he wrote contemporary romances for Silhouette Books, but these days he writes science fiction adventures—usually with elements of romance. In addition to novelist, he has been a teacher, technical writer, salesman, janitor, and symphonic oboist.

After having 30 different addresses in his first 28 years, his rolling stone slowed in the mountains of British Columbia and stopped in Tucson, Arizona. His high school sweetheart has been his wife for more years than he has fingers and toes to count. Ed and Judi have three sons, a daughter, a mutt, and the Milky Way Galaxy's most adorable grandsons.

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Monday, August 20, 2018

Review of The Villainous Viscount Or The Curse Of The Venns

Hello, I was given a free copy of this story in return for an honest review. The Villainous Viscount Or The Curse Of The Venn's by Lucinda Elliot, is a Historical Gothic Spoof, Historical Regency.


An appreciative satire of the cliches of classical Gothic, with the eponymous Villainus Viscount, a haunted castle, a family curse, and a spirited heroine.

When Clarissa Greendale inherits the fortune of disreputable uncle she hardly knows, she does not expect to find herself forced into marriage with an aristocratic fortune hunter and wild, brawling, debauched social outcast. Not only that, but her name featured some way down on the list of eligible heiresses he planned to court. Still,Clarinda has always found Harley Venn set off the most unmaidenly tinglings in her; that is one consolation...

Yet neither did Clarinda expect to inherit the legacy of a wrongdoing from half a century before. For the wicked if beguiling Lord Venn seems to have inherited a family curse, which, having dispatched the main perpetrators of the old crime, now moves on to their heirs, who are just as wild a set of rakes as their elders. There are rumours of violent deaths preceded by appearances from an inexorable hooded spectre, of inexplicable strikes of lightning, and of haunted mirrors.

The light-hearted Harley Venn dismisses all these as conjuring tricks. He even hires a drunken charlatan of a professional magician to prove it.

Clarinda is far from sure that there is any rational explanation. Still, it would take more than an enforced marriage to an incorrigible pugilistic libertine or persecution from malevolent spectres to damage her steely nerves and sense of the ridiculous.

This lively Gothic comedy, written as a good natured satire of the cliches of classical Gothic, gives the reader a warm-hearted and courageous heroine, a rascally but beguiling anti-hero and an authentic historical background to the delightfully over-the-top adventures, a cast of wholly believable characters, an engaging love story and many chills on its way to its tumultuous conclusion.


‘He broke off to say, “Molyneux, it’s good to see you. There’s time for a drink before we go to the fight. Wine, O’Hare!”

“There ain’t none,” O’Hare turned to say.

“Then go and get some, fellow. Damn me, it’s not a civilised house without wine. Still, with you in it, it wouldn’t be one anyway.”

“No ready money. The pie man wouldn’t give me credit last night.”

“Insolent dog, eh? Did you tell him you belong to my household?”

“He said that was exactly the trouble…Your Honour. So I seized one of his pies and bit into it. Burnt my lip horrible, so it did.”

Harley Venn thrust on him some of the coins he had collected. “Cease that infernal blather, and go for some wine.”

O’Hare left, sighing as if put upon.

Molyneux said, “As you like to drink with the costers and street hawkers, Harley, you ought to pay him what you owe out of fellow feeling.”

He handed Molyneux the glass. “So I would have, if the fellow had been reasonable about it. Take some brandy instead of wine. The villain will be away for hours, coming back with some wild story by way of excuse. My apologies for involving you in these household cares, Jack, but you see how my finances become impossible.”’

My review:
The Villainous Viscount or The Curse of the Venn by Lucinda Elliot

            The setting is 1821, England, and a wastrel, Harley,  wants to find a wealthy woman to keep funding his lifestyle. The biggest problem for him is, the most likely woman, Clarinda, has her a mind of her own and integrity. When these two interact, unpredictable things happen. To add to this sense of surprise and mystery, readers are treated to a sense of the paranormal with a gothic background. 
            The story may be labelled as a satire, but it is well-written. The flow of the story, the details of the era—both time and place—and even the language and actions of the characters are realistic and appropriate for the setting. It puts a reader right into that world.
            Clarinda is a commoner who just inherited money, a good girl who doesn’t want a husband to marry her for her money. However, she gets caught up in a wild situation, and to save her reputation, becomes engaged to a nobleman with a reckless reputation, one she is greatly attracted to, but one she doesn’t respect. As these two get together and battle a supernatural evil together, they draw closer. Both of them change due to the harrowing adventures they go through. Clarinda is sensible and likeable. She just may be a good influence on Harley. Readers can hope. 
            There are sex scenes in this novel, but they are not overly graphic. There are plenty of sexual suggestions to heat up the mood. 
            Something unusual for this fiction piece is the presence of footnotes; however, these are useful and not distracting, and adventure keeps the pace moving along. As for the paranormal, it is central to the plot but not overdone. A phantom is haunting them, and people die around it. The sense of danger is always lurking between the lines of smooth and natural dialogue.
            The theme of Harley needing to change his wicked ways, inspired by a good woman, makes readers wonder again if he will find it in himself to do the right thing or perish by the menace that wants him dead.
            Ghosts in a gloomy castle contribute to a sometimes-spooky mood. The apparitions become more intense, drawing out strong emotions from Clarinda. We see a very good and spiritual side to her, making her even more admirable. And as for Harley, despite his faults, readers can like much about him and hope he makes the changes he needs in order to survive.

            This story has a bit of a thriller feel to it, as the threat increases. Clarinda’s insecurity comes out, but her confidence makes for an interesting mix. The inner ponderings of the characters show depth in the writing. The pacing is just right in this story. This story has a solid plot and is largely character-driven. It was a good read, and I would recommend it. 

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Lucinda Elliot has recently become the proud honouree of the B.R.A.G medallion for outstanding fiction for her Gothic historical paranormal romance, 'That Scoundrel Emile Dubois' - (available from amazon both in print and on Kindle for the very low price of 0.99 plus VAT, as the author writes to share her stories, not to make a profit). 

She was born in England and loves writing Gothic stories - as she grew up living in a series of isolated rambling period houses, in Buckinghamshire, Devonshire and North Wales among other places that would make perfect settings for such stories, that may not be surprising.

After that she lived and worked in London for many years, and now lives in mid Wales with her family, and has greatly improved her Welsh, but there is some way to go.

She loves working out and weight training, and was once a Sportsfighter (long since retired). She likes body sculpting, too. She shows a geeky streak in her interests such as classic novels, history and environmental matters.

She loves creating strong female characters to provide an effective counterpoint to the gung-ho males. She can't resist putting humour into all of her writing, dark or otherwise. 

Her latest novel 'The Villainous Viscount Or The Curse of the Venns', another historical Gothic with undercurrents of dark humour, came out in August 2016. 

At present she is working on a sequel for 'That Scoundrel Emile Dubois'. 

When reading 'That Scoundrel Emile Dubois' the author hopes the reader will laugh out loud as well as shudder at Sophie's Gothic horrors as she becomes trapped in a great house staffed by the wicked Emile's band of brigands. 

When reading 'Ravensdale' she hopes to give the reader a laugh and a journey through an over-the-top romantic highwayman (and highwaywoman) adventure that sends up the tropes of traditional historical romance.

'Aleks Sager's Daemon', a fantasy novel revolving around an author obsessed by the life of the tragic Russian author Alexander Pushkin, is darker, but she hopes the reader has to smile at parts, for all that. 

In 'The Villainous Viscount' the author provides some more Gothic tropes she has always enjoyed - a haunted castle with secret passages, a family curse, and a vengeful spectre. Add to this the wicked but beguiling young pugilistic Viscount, the plain but sensuous bride he has married to get his wandering hands on her fortune, and a vivid cast of secondary characters, and the usual comedy and the reader is in for a lively read. 

Authors always have worked out far more about their characters than they can possibly show in a book, even a longish one - not to mention all that clutter in their heads gleaned from historical research, etc. Lucinda Elliot's blog fills in these sorts of details about her characters.

Lucinda Elliot hopes you will visit her blog on [] if you would like to find out more about her books, the characters themselves, her other writing, her literary criticism, and reviews of both traditionally published and self published novels.


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Thursday, July 19, 2018

Welcome to author Carol Kilgore

Hello, Carol, congratulations on your book release!

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Gracie Hofner returns, and chaos reigns—including a couple of ghosts trying to save their granddaughter. But as Gracie dances from problem to problem, she’s unaware the music has been orchestrated into a murderous symphony.

When a different melody reaches Gracie’s ears from a guitar played by the new tenant living in her garage apartment, her tension vanishes. She listens unseen, cocooned in the shadows on her patio, and wonders who he’s longing for—and how it would feel for someone to crave her that much.

She can’t dwell on those thoughts, however. Problems of murder and missing prisoners abound. To say nothing of the ghosts. No one ever said being a law enforcement consultant would be easy.

Bluebonnet Ballerina follows Jalapeno Cupcake Wench and is the second book in The Amazing Gracie Trilogy.

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“I don’t even know where to begin. Oh, yes I do! With this.” Gracie pulled out her phone and found

Donovan’s photo. She handed it across.
A smile spread across Ariana’s face. “Look at those eyes. Does this sexy hunk have a name?”

“Donovan Beck.”

“Tell me you like him and he likes you and it’s not some kind of police thing.”

“I thought I liked him, but…”

“Gracie.” Ariana motioned with her fingers for Gracie to tell her more, but Gracie kept her mouth shut. “Come on, spit it out.”

“He’s a good kisser.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that I met him on the job, but he wasn’t the reason I was on the job. Bastion sent me to a bakery—Jalapeno Cupcake—and Donovan was there helping his sister. She’s the owner and just had a baby.”

Ariana sipped her water. “Does he know what you do?”

“Sort of.”


“He doesn’t like it.”

“Is that why you think you don’t like him?”

Gracie shook her head. “He’s controlling. We went out once—probably not again.”

“Is he really controlling, or is that an excuse?”

“No excuse. A combination of thinking he can tell me how to do my job, spend my time, and even unwarranted jealousy.”

Ariana leaned forward. “Who’s he jealous of?”

“The guy who came to look at your old apartment.”

“I see. Tell me about him.” She smiled again.

“My mother sent him.”

About the Author:

Carol Kilgore is the award-winning author of The Amazing Gracie Trilogy. In addition, she is the author of In Name Only (, Solomon’s Compass (, and Secrets of Honor (, three standalone romantic suspense novels set along the Texas Gulf Coast.

She and her husband live in San Antonio, the setting for the Amazing Gracie books, with two quirky herding dogs who still require help opening the food bin and the door.

You can learn more about Carol and be the first to know when the third book in the Amazing Gracie Trilogy will be released by visiting her website and subscribing to her newsletter at or connect with her on Facebook and Twitter.

Carol is a member of Romance Writers of America, Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters in Crime.

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Welcome to author Rachel Brimble

Hello, Rachel, congratulations on your Saga/Romance book release, The Mistress of Pennington's.

 Let's hear about it:

Elizabeth Pennington should be the rightful heir of Bath's premier department store through her enterprising schemes and dogged hard work. Her father, Edward Pennington, believes his daughter lacks the business acumen to run his empire and is resolute a man will succeed him.

Determined to break from her father's iron-clad hold and prove she is worthy of inheriting the store, Elizabeth forms an unlikely alliance with ambitious and charismatic master glove-maker Joseph Carter. United they forge forward to bring Pennington's into a new decade, embracing woman's equality and progression whilst trying not to mix business and pleasure.

Can this dream team thwart Edward Pennington's plans for the store? Or will Edward prove himself an unshakeable force who will ultimately ruin both Elizabeth and Joseph?

****Sounds interesting!


Her gentle study drifted to his mouth and back again. ‘Did you love her? The woman you once worked with?’

Joseph stared, as disquiet whispered through him. ‘Why do you ask?’

‘I find it implausible that a man who holds women in such high regard has not known what it means to love one. You have been in love. I see it in your eyes. Unfortunately for you, they’re very revealing.’

He ran his gaze over her face and hair. Every sound muted. The amber glow of the few lit candles danced over her skin, turning it pearlescent. ‘I was married. To a wonderful, caring woman. A woman who worked beside my father and I every day after we were married.’

Her voice softened. ‘What happened to her?’

‘She died.’ He would tell her no more, the shame of his failure burned like acid in his chest and he quickly stood, wanting the intensity to ease, her justified scrutiny to end. ‘Will you try on a pair of gloves?’

He brushed past her and breathed deep as he approached a box of his finished gloves. Lifting a pair of soft kid, perfectly stitched and the exact green of her eyes, the pale cream stitching the colour of her skin.

When he turned and walked back to his bench, she had sat in his seat. She carefully watched his approach, her eyes unreadable.
Who and What Inspired My Love of Books…by Rachel Brimble

I have no idea how old I was when my passion for books took hold of me, but I must have been very young. The reason I know this is because one of my earliest memories is being around the age of four or five and my teacher telling my mother I had a ‘gift’ for English comprehension and I felt my very first flush of pride.
My love of books was introduced and nurtured in all their beautiful glory by my wonderful mother. Our house was always filled with books and I was a super regular visitor to our local library from a very young age. I clearly remember standing on my toes to see above the counter, lol! My mum, my brother and I are all avid readers…something my Dad has quietly tolerated all his life as he NEVER reads books. A phenomenon I can’t understand, lol!
As for when I began to dream of being a published writer one day, this started around the age of eight or nine when I discovered Enid Blyton’s Secret Seven series…then came the Sweet Dreams books (anyone remember them??). I absolutely devoured one after another and that’s when I started writing romantic stories of my own. Unfortunately, they’ve all disappeared but how I wish I’d kept them!
As for my writing aspirations, life took over and I started work in a bank and completely ignored that voice that used to nudge me to write, reminding me of my dream, for about twelve years. However, my love for reading never faltered and I’ve constantly had a book to hand…sometimes two or three.
I read widely. Everything from romance, to crime, to historical fiction, to historical non-fiction, to women’s fiction. My bookshelves and attic are crammed with books that I swear to my husband, I need…it’s an obsession and I’m a self-confessed and proud bibliophile.
So, when did I finally starting seriously writing? That came in 2005 when my youngest daughter started school full-time. I had a slap in the head ‘now or never’ moment and embarked on realising my lifetime dream.
In 2007, The Wild Rose Press published my first book, Searching For Sophie, and since then I’ve had twenty other novels published by small presses, Harlequin, eKensington and, now, Aria Fiction. I feel blessed and grateful for doing what I love every day and now encourage my children with everything I have to pursue the job that they would willingly do for free!
Happy Reading…
Rachel x

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Rachel lives with her husband and two teenage daughters in a small town near Bath in the UK. Since 2007, she has had several novels published by small US presses, eight books published by Harlequin Superromance (Templeton Cove Stories) and four Victorian romances with eKensington/Lyrical.

In January 2018, she signed a four-book deal with Aria Fiction for a brand new Edwardian series set in Bath’s finest department store. The first book, The Mistress of Pennington’s, will release in July 2018.

Rachel is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and Romance Writers of America, and was selected to mentor the Superromance finalist of So You Think You Can Write 2014 contest. When she isn’t writing, you’ll find Rachel with her head in a book or walking the beautiful English countryside with her family. Her dream place to live is Bourton-on-the-Water in South West England.

She likes nothing more than connecting and chatting with her readers and fellow romance writers. Rachel would love to hear from you!

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Friday, June 29, 2018

Welcome to author Jennifer Macaire

Hello, Jennifer, congratulations on the new book release!

I was happy to receive a free review copy and will put my honest opinion here.

My thoughts:

This is another amazing installment in the Time For Alexander Series, full of adventure, drama, and exotic ancient settings. 
One would get more out of Storms over Babylon if they had read the earlier books in the series, but this story is understandable without them. The complicated romantic relationships might be a little hard to understand though, if this is the first book in the series read.

Ashley, the time traveler who has gone back thousands of years and has married Alexander the Great, and her husband are touring his kingdom with the army. He has less than two years left to live, and she wants to save him, damn the consequences.

They sometimes have philosophical conversations about literature, and then it gets real, about them and their lives. Mundane details are interesting like using moldy bread to save an injured soldier. Her modern point of view is capable of being cute or funny.

Tension rises, and they head toward Babylon where their son would be and where Alexander would die.

Readers are treated to a great look into the cultures of the Persians, Egyptians, and Greeks, etc. of the era. For example, the Greeks were mad that Alexander was pretending to be a god for the Persians, and this gives us a view into the clash of values. Strains between cultures appear causing unrest. How will Alexander handle this? Natural disasters such as a flood hit the camp, worsening the situation. Readers are inspired to keep turning pages to find out. Ashley and Alexander deal with the people up close and personal after such losses, building up their characters. The story, therefore, is realistic and sad but not overwhelming.

Troubles of traveling in the desert and getting lost occur. One might have read the historical accounts of Alexander. Or not, but this brings the idea home of how difficult it was for him and his people to do their exploits. We learn more about him as a man, assuming the author wrote his character true to the historical accounts, based on what we know.  It inspires readers to like him more. 

Alexander is treated like a conquering hero when they arrive at new places, consolidating his kingdom, giving more of an understanding of the past, in an entertaining way.

Some of the sex is explicit but not overdone. There is open-door sex, but not graphic. Earlier books in the series were more explicit in their descriptions. Sexual morals were different back then. More was accepted casually, so if a reader is offended over sexual relations beyond the normal that take place between married couples, this might not be the book to read. The different romantic situations, though not typical for many from our modern-day perspective, are still written with a sense of respect and integrity. The values of the day may have been different than ours, but the author makes them make sense within the context of the story. 

There are situations with multiple wives/husbands, and people worshiping Alexander even though he killed their sons in battle, etc. Ashley does her best to adopt to this and generally is successful. Her struggles though are understandable. Ashley’s way of handling the day-to-day reality shows her humanity. She knows a dear friend is to die soon. Can she save him? Readers hear the ticking clock.

When it comes to Alexander’s impending death, he tells Ashley that he will accept fate and not try to cheat it. She has a major problem with this and plans to interfere anyway. There is great suspense throughout the book. There are emotional ups and downs with the relationships. Trouble escalates. How will Ashley get out of this mess? Locked in the palace until her baby is born? Then she couldn’t save her friend or Alexander.

When the scene of Alexander’s final illness arrives, readers are desperate to know what’s going to happen. Ashley doesn’t have the cure, and Alexander is getting sicker by the moment. She may just have to accept fate. The scene where she deals with this is inventive.

This is an enjoyable read, one I’m glad I found. It fits in nicely with the series.

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From the scorching plains of Persia to the opulent city of Babylon, Ashley and Alexander continue their sensuous and passionate journey through history. Alexander the Great is now king of Persia and Greece but his reign will be short. Time-travelling Ashley knows when her husband will die. She's determined to cheat Fate and save Alexander and her children, even if it brings the gates of time crashing down. Following Alexander on a tour of his new kingdom, she plans her moves and bides her time. She must, however, convince Alexander to abandon his crown and his kingdom.

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We had two weeks of marching through arid land before we came to Bampur. The most difficult part of our journey was over.

We’d lost more than five thousand souls in the desert. We arrived in tatters, deeply shocked by all the men, women and children who’d perished. We were relieved to be in a place where sweet water flowed in abundance and the grass grew green. It was like a rebirth, like arriving in paradise, and to top everything off the whole city had turned out to greet Alexander, conquering hero, and king of the world.

Alexander, conquering hero! The people lined the streets. They sat on the rooftops and were already hoarse from cheering by the time we were near enough to hear them.

Alexander, king of the world! Flowers fell like rain, wine flowed like rivers, the soldiers were feted and acclaimed, and Alexander’s name was on everyone’s lips. He had returned to his kingdom and the city, like a bride, opened her arms to him.

It was heady stuff for a man suddenly to realize that this was the summit of his glory. He had been fighting for so long that he’d forgotten why. He’d been struggling to reclaim a crown and consolidate a kingdom and now that it was done, suddenly, here it was. Here was his kingdom. It was just the edge, but it was here, and the people were weeping, screaming, and swooning when they saw him.

Even I, who had seen one of the ancient newsreels of the Beatles arriving in America, was impressed. The Beatles were an old hat compared to Alexander. These people had no television either. They had been waiting for months for a glimpse of the young king.

Here he was, and, by the gods! He was young! He was handsome! He waved and grinned and cried. His hair was bleached pale gold, his skin was burned deep brown, his eyes glittered blue and brown, and they were huge in his starving face. His purple cape was in tatters, but the mayor of the city gave him a new one. He wore the crown of Darius on his noble head and he carried the spear of a cavalry officer. His men had polished their bronze weapons until they shone in the red setting sun like drops of blood. The horses, wild with the scent of grass and water whinnied and screamed at the crowds, and the crowds screamed back.

Everyone cried, everyone laughed. It was our first homecoming and we were drunk within seconds with the ecstasy of ‘Nostos’, the return. We drank from the cups held out by every hand towards us. The men all had purple mouths and staggered drunkenly by the time we left the city and headed towards the encampment, but Alexander was drunk on glory. His eyes were brilliant and his color hectic. His face burned with fever and he had no voice left to speak.

About the Author:

Jennifer Macaire lives in France with her husband, three children, & various dogs & horses. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. After graduation in St. Thomas, she moved to NYC where she modeled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.