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Today on my blog I have the Angus MacBain and the Sleeping Kings tour. On my stop there is a spotlight, guest post, excerpt, and giveaway.
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Angela
Townsend was born in the beautiful Rocky Mountains of Missoula, Montana. As a
child, Angela grew up listening to stories told by her grandparents, ancient
tales and legends of faraway places. Influenced by her Irish and Scottish
heritage, Angela became an avid research historian, specializing in Celtic
mythology. Her gift for storytelling finally led her to a full time career in
historical research and writing. A writer in local community circulations,
Angela is also a published genealogical
and historical resource writer who has taught numerous research seminars.
Currently, Angela divides her time between writing, playing Celtic music on her
fiddle, and Irish dancing.
Angela's first novel, Amarok, was published through Spencer Hill Press in 2012.
Her newest novel, Angus MacBain and The Island of Sleeping Kings, was signed
for publication with Clean Teen Publishing in 2013.
Angela resides on a ranch, in rural Northwestern Montana ,
with her two children Levi and Grant.
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Angus MacBain is unaware that his ancestral roots hail from
an ancient sect of Scottish kings. When his dying grandfather gives him a
dragon pendant, thirteen-year-old Angus learns of a legacy that will take him
across an ocean to the island
of Iona
Excerpts:
“Once, this was a beautiful river filled with
enchantment,” Fane said, shaking his head sadly. “Then it became tarnished with
all things wicked and grotesque. The river elves and the De Danaan abandoned
it, and its beauty vanished with them.”
~~~
Angus gave Fane a quizzical look. “What will he do to
us? If he’s a sea monster, then he can’t come on land…can he? ”
Fane shrugged. “He’s as volatile as the sea. Remember,
you are not dealing with a familiar adversary. Never, ever underestimate the
power or skill of a foe from another place or time.” Fane paused and studied
the sky. “Now listen, we must have no conversation from this point forward.” He
pointed to a flock of puffins. “You can’t trust those birds. They will tell the
crow everything they hear us say and everything that we do. They all stick
together, you know, all birds.”
Angus stared at the birds. A fat one glared at him.
“Why would they do that?”
“They can’t help themselves; it’s just their fickle
nature. Puffins are the worst sort of gossips next to Kittiwakes and snoopy
Razorbills.”
~~~
“All evil
giants carry clubs of which there are many different kinds. Most are made of
seared wood with iron bands embedded with pointed studs to impale their
victims. But those giants are large and slow, so when they strike the ground
you will have some time to get away while they wrench the weapon up out of the
earth. The mace is another favorite weapon, a spiked ball on the end of a
chain. If a blow from the mace doesn’t kill you outright, the pain it causes
will certainly make you wish it had.”
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Thank you for stopping by my blog today. I would also like to say Thank You to Jaidis for letting me participate in this tour. Don't forget to enter the giveaway below.
~Sabrina
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What brought you to writting books? thanks for giveaway
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