Interviews From The Writers’ Desk: Lady Geneva (A Dream Not Imagined Blog Tour)

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Whew, that title! Today I’m participating in the blog tour for A Dream Not Imagined by Shantelle Marie Hannu. I had the pleasure of interviewing the stepmother in this Cinderella retelling. Without any more delay, I’ll hand it over to Bri and Lady Geneva Archley Irvings Abbington.


I’m typing away furiously at my laptop when the door to my office bursts open. Benedict steps in, his face red. I’ve never seen him angry, and this really worries me. “Benedict? Is everything all right?”

He mutter something under his breath and then lifts his voice. “A lady is here to see you. An interview.”

Oh. I bite my lip to suppress a smile. I had forgotten to tell Benedict about this interview, and I’m guessing he and Lady Geneva haven’t quite hit it off. “You can send her in. Thank you.”

Lady Geneva walks in, head held regally. She’s fairly tall, with a cold air. No smile, but at least her auburn hair brightens her appearance a little. Not enough, though. I still get a bit of a shiver when she walks in, but I paste on a bright smile. “Hello, please sit down.”

She sits and adjusts the fabric of her skirt. I clear my throat. “I’m glad you could make it. To start us off, could you tell us a little about yourself and the part you play in the story?”

“My name is Lady Geneva Archley Irvings Abbington. I’m the mother of two fine young women (one of which will snag the prince, I’m certain), and I also have a stepdaughter, who came with my second husband,” she said. “I’m the stepmother of the story. Some people might call me mean, but I prefer to describe myself as regal, firm, and intelligent.”

She’s pretty confident. I type out her answer. “How would you honestly describe your personality?” I ask.

Lady Geneva clears her throat. “Well, perhaps a bit cunning. I know what it takes to get what I desire, and I won’t stop at things as trivial as other’s feelings and hopes. I try not to show my emotions—such an act never gets one anywhere.”

I nod. “Tell me about your family.”

“My first husband, Franklin Irvings, passed away shortly after our youngest daughter was born. I then married Thomas Abbington, a man who’d recently rose to nobility and could provide well for my family. However, my daughters, Dezmarie and Adelaide, had such a difficult time getting used of his daughter, Ellie. And Ellie’s birth mother was a peasant. So the only thing to do was to give Ellie a servant’s role. We’re quite comfortable this way. My daughters now have extra help in getting ready for balls and such. Which is essential when one is waiting each day for news of a royal ball.” I struggle to keep up with her answer. My fingers don’t type that fast.

I catch up. “Okay, what is your main goal?”

She pauses. “I have many goals. But my main would be to see Dezmarie and Adelaide married to wealthy men.”

I guess that makes sense. “Okay, last one. What annoys you more than anything else?”

Lady Geneva frowns. “When someone, Ellie for example, undermines my authority. I also cannot abide nervousness or awkwardness in people; it gets on my nerves.”

I nod. “Thank you so much,” I say. “I’m glad you were able to do this.”

“My pleasure,” she says curtly, standing up and smoothing her skirt. With a swish, she turns and walks out of the room haughtily. I smile to myself and settle down to organize the notes.


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About the Book

A MAID, a PRINCE, and a DUKE. A GARDENER, a STEPMOTHER, and a secret…

     Ellie Abbington, a beautiful yet unassuming young woman, quietly longs for her life to change. Too privileged to associate with the servants—too underprivileged to associate with her own family; she dreams a dream of a prince and a happily ever after.

But it could be that her own stepsisters, conniving Dezmarie and easily-influenced Adelaide, are dreaming the same dream…of the same prince.

In the end, are dreams even all they’re made out to be? Especially with deep and long-hidden secrets about to be unearthed?

A Dream Not Imagined is a non-magical fairytale novella based loosely on the classic tale of Cinderella.

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About the Author

     Shantelle Mary Hannu was born in the mountainous west, spending her golden childhood years there. Since then, she has relocated time and again with her parents and seven siblings, making cherished memories in both the South and Central United States.

A Christian homeschool graduate, Shantelle has a passion for writing and all things books. From a young age she’s been penning tales with a hope of sharing with the world adventurous and soul-stirring stories that bring glory to God.

A Dream Not Imagined, a fairytale novella, is her first published book. She’s currently preparing a full-length fantasy novel for publication as well, and working on its sequel.

Shantelle blogs at A Writer’s Heart about her stories, favorite books and movies (with reviews), healthy wheat-free recipes, and hosts fellow authors, among other things. One of her joys is connecting with fellow writers and readers! You can also find her on:

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Twitter: @shantellemary

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Giveaway!

Enter the Rafflecopter form for a chance to win a Kindle copy of A Dream Not Imagined and a $5 Amazon giftcard! One winner will be chosen May 31st, and I will send the Kindle book and gift card to their email.

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See the blog tour schedule at A Writer’s Heart.

Avengers’ Isle: Cognitive Recalibration

Hullo, everyone! I apologize for missing… two weeks? of posts. BUT… it’s a good thing I did, otherwise, well… this wouldn’t have come. I was planning a completely different plot twist, BUT THIS HAS ME SQUEALING AND SUFFOCATING WITH HAPPINESS. (*wink wink*) Just remember this is an alternate universe, so have of the first Avengers movie hasn’t happened, and neither have Thor 2, Cap 2, and Avengers 2. Just a reminder… Carry on, now. New? Read past posts here.

A moan escaped Natasha as she opened her eyes slowly. Her vision came into focus, and her breath caught in her throat. Clint. He stood with two others in the center of the clearing. She was pretty sure that the guy with the red skull was Red Skull, and the other guy looked familiar, although she couldn’t place him. She closed her eyes and did a mental assessment. No broken bones, but her right temple was throbbing and she felt a little woozy. She could feel some dried blood caked on the right side of her face, probably from when she fell. She was tied to a tree, judging from the rough bark.

“Glad you’re awake, Romanoff,” Fury’s voice came from nearby. Natasha opened her eyes and saw that he was tied to a tree near her, Banner on his other side. She turned her head to the right and saw Thor, who was grumbling to himself and tugging on his ropes.

“Barton brought you in,” Banner said, shifting a little in his ropes. “We’re weaponless and outnumbered.”

“And Hulkless?” Natasha asked, lifting an eyebrow. Banner nodded. “This seems like quite a predicament.”

A noise close behind her tree made Natasha try to turn her head unsuccessfully. Something flew into the clearing, straight into Red Skull, knocking him back into a tree. His head hit the bark and he crumpled. Clint leapt into action, an arrow on his bow as his eyes scanned the forest. Natasha gasped as she saw what had hit Red Skull. Roger’s shield. He’s alive.

“I believe you said it would come back to us,” a voice whispered harshly behind her tree.

“I don’t know how he does it!” another voice growled back.

Natasha moaned. Tony and Loki. How had they gotten ahold of Cap’s shield? Barton crept slowly towards them, but with a sudden “oomph” he stumbled to the ground. Bucky stood behind him and relaxed his metal arm, then pulled out a knife and made his way over to Natasha. “He’ll be okay in a minute,” Bucky said. “Cognitive recalibration.”

“Don’t you dare,” Tony said, stepping out and trying to look angry as Bucky approached, but he really looked freaked out. Bucky rolled his eyes and used the knife to start sawing at the ropes.

“You could untie your other friends,” Bucky suggested casually.

Tony looked at him in surprise, then looked behind him. Loki moved into view and shrugged. Natasha frowned at them. “Where’d you get the shield?”

“We found it buried in the sand close to the water,” Tony said, moving over to work on Fury’s ropes with a knife Bucky gave him. “We used it to fight off the walking trees.” He shuddered.

“The what?” Banner said, frowning.

“Mechanical,” Bucky said. “And I put the shield there. You guys really should have left a guard, you know.”

Fury looked just as surprised as Natasha felt. “Why are you helping us?” Fury asked suspiciously.

Bucky straightened as Natasha’ ropes fell away. “SHIELD Agent James Buchanan Barnes, at your service,” he said, bowing.

Yay for the fifteenth Avengers’ Isle post!!! *throws confetti* You know the drill! Like if you want a piece of Avengers’ Isle birthday cake, comment to see Bucky’s SHIELD badge…

The Deadline Is Approaching…

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Just thought I’d remind you that the deadline for the May Contest is quickly approaching!!! Hurry and get your submissions in! We’ve already got several entries, but there’s still time! See the original post and rules here.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the wonderful mothers out there! I hope your kids have shown how much they love you…

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And that you’ve laughed plenty, as well.

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I saw this quote/story on Goodreads, and I thought I’d share it with everyone.

When God Created Mothers

By Erma Bombeck

When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of “overtime” when the angel appeared and said. “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.”

And God said, “Have you read the specs on this order?” She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts…all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said. “Six pairs of hands…. no way.”

It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” God remarked, “it’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have.”

That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel. God nodded.

One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, ‘What are you kids doing in there?’ when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. ‘I understand and I love you’ without so much as uttering a word.”

God,” said the angel touching his sleeve gently, “Get some rest tomorrow….”

I can’t,” said God, “I’m so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick…can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger…and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower.”

The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. “It’s too soft,” she sighed.

But tough!” said God excitedly. “You can imagine what this mother can do or endure.”

Can it think?”

Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the Creator.

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.

There’s a leak,” she pronounced. “I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model.”

It’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “It’s a tear.”

What’s it for?”

It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride.”

You are a genius, ” said the angel.

Somberly, God said, “I didn’t put it there.”

Happy Mother’s Day!

Avengers’ Isle: Coming Alive

‘Ello, ev’ryone. In spite of the protests I received from some of you last week, I decided to go ahead and skip Steve and move on to Loki and Tony. I’m sure you won’t mind… If you’re new, I suggest you check out past posts here.

Tony opened his eyes slowly, blinking away sand. If only the dream was true. If only he was back at home, with Pepper and a steak. Or even a Big Mac.

Instead, he was here with Loki and sand. Natasha was a big plus, but…

He sat up. Where was Natasha? He scrambled to his feet, accidentally kicking Loki’s arm as he stood. Loki flew up, ready to tackle Tony, who threw his arms up and scrambled backwards. Loki took a deep breath. “Has no one ever told you not to suddenly wake a sleeping Asgardian?”

Tony ran a hand through his sand-filled hair. “I thought that was just Thor. I now know better. It was completely an accident. Have you seen Natasha?”

Loki rubbed his forehead. “I have not. She may have simply gone for a walk.”

Tony shook his head. “Not after everything that happened.” Although she might be just trying to make them nervous. But she would be crazy if she was doing that. “We should check in the forest, make sure she’s not laying around somewhere, unconscious.”

Loki looked at him skeptically. “Last time we went in the forest, you came out unconscious.”

Tony nodded. “Exactly. Let’s go.”

Tony was pretty sure Loki didn’t follow his reasoning, but he wasn’t sure he understood it himself, so he didn’t bother to explain. They had only gone a little ways when they found a small spot of blood on the forest floor. Loki bent down, studying the leaves. “It seems she was fighting someone.”

Something tapped Tony’s shoulder, and he spun around, distracted. He didn’t see anything, but there was a suspicious looking vine hanging down. He reached out slowly, slowly, and grabbed it. Suddenly it yanked him up off his feet. “Help!” he yelped, grabbing onto a nearby branch for dear life.

Loki yanked on his feet, breaking the vine, and they tumbled into a heap on the forest floor. They scrambled to their feet and dashed madly for the beach.

“What. Was. That?” Tony panted, gazing back at the forest. He froze. One of the trees was moving, coming towards them, like a human slogging through thick, waist-high mud. Another tree started moving, then another.

Loki grabbed Tony’s arm. “I think we should run,” he said calmly.

“I wish I had an axe,” Tony groaned. He stumbled back through the sand and felt his heel hit something hard as it sank into the wet sand. “Hey! Maybe there’s something here. Maybe it’s an axe, or a blowtorch, or something…” He fell to his knees and started digging frantically through the sand.

“The current would prevent anything useful from landing here. We need to–” Loki stopped. Tony slowly pulled his hand away from the object as a wave fully uncovered it. Loki sucked in a breath. “Is that…”

Tony’s voice was quiet. “Cap’s shield.”

Thanks to erinkenobi2893 and sarahtps for both contributing ideas to the post unintentionally. 😉 Like to get a bag of trail mix, comment for shawarma.

May Contest: Character Creation Contest

WELL.

Yesterday was the deadline for the Super-Duper Fan Fiction Crossover Challenge 2… and I completely forgot to remind everyone this month.

Whoops.

But instead of doing yet another one, or lengthening that contest, I decided to try something different, and came up with a very intriguing idea.

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In the Character Creation Contest, contestants will create a character based off of one of three pictures. There will be one winner for each picture. Winners will be judged on (a) creativity, (b) how intriguing the character is, and (c) how well developed the character is. Bonus points if you write a short story (

The Pictures

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Picture 2

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The Rules

1. Maximum amount of characters is one per picture. You can do one for each picture, but not three for one picture.

2. This is about creativity! Think outside the box.

3. To submit, post a description, interview, or short piece with your character on your blog, with the contest button (above) and your chosen picture, and put a link to your submission in the comments below, OR, if you do not have a blog, you can submit your piece through the contact form on the Talk To The Writer page.

4. The deadline is May 31st, 2015!!!

Hopefully I will remember to remind everyone! I can’t wait to see what you come up with, so go get started! Got any questions? Ask below! Also, please vote on this poll, too: