Virtual Book Tour: Luke Blackmon's Rose by Mary Patterson Thornburg

 Good morning everyone! Please welcome author Mary Patterson Thornburg to Full Moon Dreaming! She is here today to tell us about her new release, Luke Blackmon's Rose! Mary will be awarding a $25 Amazon/BN GC to one randomly drawn commenter via Rafflecopter during the tour. The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. To find the other stops on the tour, go here. Don't forget to look for the Rafflecopter at the end of this post!

 

Luke Blackmon's Rose

by Mary Patterson Thornburg

 

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GENRE:   Adult Romance (w/science-fantasy)

 

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BLURB:

 

To guard herself from the perils of her own sensuality, Rose married a man she didn’t love. Now, two years after his death, she’s not sure she can really love anyone. She’s not even sure she cares…

To achieve what he’d always known was his birthright, Luke had to struggle against tremendous odds. But when science discovered a way to access the past, a powerful bureaucracy found a way to use Luke. Now, torn from his own time, everything and everyone he knew, he can see no reason to go on living…

An instant of attraction, uninvited but inescapable, brings Luke and Rose together. Together, they discover the strength to love, the will to trust and hope. But will these things be enough to carry them over walls of suspicion, guilt, bigotry, and hate?

 

 

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EXCERPT:

 

 

Later, lying next to him, she had awakened suddenly to find Luke drawing away from her, his body tense, his eyes wide and somehow empty in the light of the streetlamp across from their window.

  

"Who...are...you?" he said in a strange, thick-sounding voice.

 

She gasped, sharing for a moment his terror. "Rose?" she said uncertainly. "I'm Rose, sweetheart."

 

His eyes became occupied again. He sighed mightily. "Oh, thank God. It was the dream," he said. "Forgive me. Please." That he would ask for forgiveness!

To keep from weeping, she caressed him gently and lovingly, until past and future and the world had shrunk, becoming only that hour and that bed, and they could lose themselves, for a little while, in each other.

 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Mary Patterson Thornburg has lived in California, Washington State, Montana, Indiana, and again, finally, in Montana. She was educated at Holy Names College, Montana State University, and Ball State University, where she then taught for many years. She's been reading science fiction and fantasy since she was five, and when she began to write fiction it seemed only natural to write in those genres. Her literary heroes are Mary Shelley, who gave us all a metaphor for technology alienated from its creators, and Ursula K. Le Guin and Octavia E. Butler, inventors of worlds that shine their powerful searchlights on this one. She writes what some people call “science fantasy” (aka “fake science fiction) within as wide a range as possible, but almost always with a bit (or a lot) of romance.

 

https://www.marypattersonthornburg.com/

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 You’re marooned on a small island with one person and one item of your choice – who is that person and what item do you have?

 

The person is Liam, owner and captain of the yacht from whose deck he and I have recently fallen overboard, whereupon he has carried me (a non-swimmer) through about a mile of turbulent sea to this island of warm sand and moonlight. The item is a radio, batteries at full power, with which he’s now communicating with his boat, which will return for us in, say, four hours. Sigh.

 

Take these three words and give me a 100-word-or-less scene using them: Hammer, saucer, traffic lights.

 

I’m driving, late at night, to a city where I and others will compete in Olympic-style games. My specialty is the hammer throw. I approach a set of traffic lights, and the light is red. I wait, but it doesn’t change; I could go through, but I am law-abiding. Then I notice a small saucer-shaped object flying around and around the light. I realize it’s an alien spaceship, trapped somehow by the red beam. I throw the Corvette in park, step onto the roadway, and hurl my hammer, smashing the light. The saucer whirls away. I roar down the road.

 

When you start a new story, do you begin with a character or a plot?

 

Character, always. The characters show me the way to the plot. (They’d better, or I’ll kill them off.)

 

Who’s your favorite horror villain and why?

 

Jack Palance as both title characters in the 1968 Dan Curtis production of The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. As Hyde, Palance is truly frightening – and in an odd way, also truly joyful, childlike as long as he gets his way, which somehow makes him even more frightening. As Jekyll, he’s sweet, shy, kind, feeling, and finally, terribly, frightened.

 

Do you have an historical crush, and if so, who is it?

Yes, definitely. And who is it? Wouldn’t you like to know! 😊

You’re marooned on a small island with one person and one item of your choice – who is that person and what item do you have?

 

The person is Liam, owner and captain of the yacht from whose deck he and I have recently fallen overboard, whereupon he has carried me (a non-swimmer) through about a mile of turbulent sea to this island of warm sand and moonlight. The item is a radio, batteries at full power, with which he’s now communicating with his boat, which will return for us in, say, four hours. Sigh.

 

Take these three words and give me a 100-word-or-less scene using them: Hammer, saucer, traffic lights.

 

I’m driving, late at night, to a city where I and others will compete in Olympic-style games. My specialty is the hammer throw. I approach a set of traffic lights, and the light is red. I wait, but it doesn’t change; I could go through, but I am law-abiding. Then I notice a small saucer-shaped object flying around and around the light. I realize it’s an alien spaceship, trapped somehow by the red beam. I throw the Corvette in park, step onto the roadway, and hurl my hammer, smashing the light. The saucer whirls away. I roar down the road.

 

When you start a new story, do you begin with a character or a plot?

 

Character, always. The characters show me the way to the plot. (They’d better, or I’ll kill them off.)

 

Who’s your favorite horror villain and why?

 

Jack Palance as both title characters in the 1968 Dan Curtis production of The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. As Hyde, Palance is truly frightening – and in an odd way, also truly joyful, childlike as long as he gets his way, which somehow makes him even more frightening. As Jekyll, he’s sweet, shy, kind, feeling, and finally, terribly, frightened.

 Do you have an historical crush, and if so, who is it?

Yes, definitely. And who is it? Wouldn’t you like to know! 😊

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