I'm so happy Celia Yeary agreed to guest on my blog today. I've just recently started reading (and writing) and historical western and Celia's book is one that will not disappoint. Please welcome Celia today and leave her a comment. She will be giving away a free copy of
All my Hopes and Dreams to one person today.
CELIA'S BIOGRAPHY:
As a fifth generation Texan, I love to read and research all aspects of the state. Even though my degrees are in science and education, I find the history, the people, and our ancestors much more interesting topics, which provide endless characters and situations to create love stories.
Although my husband and I travel, no place on earth is more precious to my heart than our home in the Texas Hill Country, surrounded by acres of live oaks and whitetail deer. Romance novels are not my only form of reading material, but they are my favorite, and I wouldn’t leave home without several tucked away in my luggage. Being a member of Romance Writers of America has provided information, encouragement, and guidelines to help me on my exciting journey. What fun it is!
Many authors I know state that they’ve “always wanted to be a writer” and had “written stories from a very early age.” All I can say to that is I am way behind. I’ll never catch up, because I began playing around with writing only a few years ago. I don’t know how young mothers accomplish so much and manage to write and publish novels, too. They amaze me.My career was teaching—some might call it a vocation instead of a profession, but truthfully, I never cared. I loved to teach, and I chose the older group—high school. Now, you might say exactly the same thing many others have said—“Are you crazy?” Their meaning, of course, is that teenagers are very difficult to deal with. My answer is this: you don’t have to line them up to go to the bathroom, you don’t have to eat with them, and they don’t burst into tears if their feelings are hurt. (Usually, the teacher does that.)The word “teacher” might as well be tattooed across my forehead. I am a born teacher—not a born author. My life would be much easier at the present if I had been born knowing how to write a story, complete with correct Point of View and free of passive sentences. But alas, I knew not of such things. The first twelve manuscripts I wrote—yes, twelve—were so messy that if I’d had any knowledge of writing, I would have thrown them in the garbage. But I didn’t. I loved them as though they were my babies.
Since I am a teacher at heart, that means I also a learner—and a self-learner, at that. And so, I went about the business of discovering how to write better. When my confidence level was up, I entered contests and began to submit. After a relatively short period, I landed a contract, then two, then three, and well, you get the picture. It seems when a writer makes that first crack in the ceiling, the process becomes somewhat easier.
My first release with The Wild Rose Press is a Western Historical titled All My Hopes and Dreams starring Ricardo Romero, a handsome Spaniard who ranches on the far western edge of the Texas frontier, and Cynthia Harrington, somewhat spoiled young lady from East Texas . Here is a blurb about the novel: 
To escape an arranged marriage, beautiful, proper Cynthia Harrington from East Texas impulsively marries Ricardo Romero, a striking, sensual Spaniard who ranches on the far western edge of the Texas frontier. Innocently, she steps into a hotbed of anger, rivalry, and strong wills. As she struggles to gain a foothold in the hostile household and foreign ranch community, she finds that her biggest challenge is to make her husband love her. Ricardo creates his own problems by marrying an outsider, angering his mother, father, and his jealous ex-lady friend. Then, the Texas Rangers arrive looking for a killer, and Cynthia saves Ricardo’s mother in a confrontation with the wanted man. Ricardo realizes that his delicate bride has more grit and spunk than he thought, and his greatest trial becomes a race to pursue his own wife and persuade her to stay with him. The following is an excerpt from the early part of the story. While he waited in the parlor, Ricardo thought through his plan once more. Was this the right thing to do? His schedule was to leave for home in three days. Would that be enough time? He paced back and forth in front of the large front window, hoping Mr. Harrington would not come home. All he needed to do was convince Cynthia to marry him, and he believed he could.
He heard her approach and spun on his heels. There she was, pale but beautiful, sad but strong.
“Cynthia?”
“What are you doing here?” She cocked her head to one side. She looked like she’d been crying sometime during the previous hours.
“Will you sit here beside me?” He swept his arm toward the love seat.
She sat and he joined her. “Cynthia, I have news. And I have a proposition. Will you hear me out?”
Turning slightly toward him, she leaned forward in curiosity. “What do you want, Ricardo?”
“I want to ask you to marry me. Three days from now, if you will.”
She gasped and pulled back. “What?”
“I ask for your hand in marriage.” He studied her light blue eyes, so wide with surprise.
She had not turned from him yet. “The marriage proposal you received yesterday will be retracted soon, before the afternoon is over, I’m certain. So, I ask you to marry me instead, but not a month from now—in three days.”
“Why three days?” she asked. “And how do you know Harris will retract his proposal?”
He almost laughed. She asked why so soon, not why on earth he would ask in the first place.
“Believe me; Harris Newton does not want to marry you.”
“Why?”
“He will retract his proposal because you were out on the road with me all night.”
“Well, then, why should I marry you in three days?”
This was a good sign, a good sign, indeed. “Because I’m going home, and I want you to go with me—as my bride. Will you, Cynthia? Will you marry me?”
She was speechless, but she did not reject him out of hand. After some moments of heavy silence, she asked. “Where exactly do you live?”
He breathed a sigh of relief. “West of San Antonio, on a very large ranch.”
“Why were you here in Nacogdoches? I’ve often wondered.”
“To buy blooded mares to add to our herd.”
“Our. Who else?”
“My father. He and I ranch together on property that has been in his family for generations. He and my mother live there, but it’s a very large house, and an enormous operation. It takes all of us and many vaqueros to keep things going. My father is aging, so I am mostly in charge.”
“A ranch? I know nothing of ranching or the West. I would like to live in a city. But you live…”
“Not far from San Antonio,” he hastened to say. “But it is far enough away that we only go twice a year for a holiday.”
She lowered her head and looked at her hands. “I don’t know. That seems far out of my realm of expertise. I’m not certain I could do that.”
“Answer this, Cynthia. Would you rather live here until your father finds another husband for you, or would you rather make your own decision? I’m giving you a choice.”
At that moment, they heard heavy, hurried footsteps on the porch. Both knew it was the master of the house. Ricardo gathered Cynthia into his arms. He turned her just so, placed his lips on her soft, feminine ones, and kissed her with all the passion he could muster. For good measure, he moved his hand to one breast. Instead of fighting, she responded as though she hadn’t heard her father.
“Cynthia Louise Harrington! What the devil are you up to?”
Ricardo and Cynthia pulled back, but they did not jerk apart. Instead, they gazed into each other’s eyes and parted slowly. Without caring if the man was in the room or not, Ricardo placed his palm on her cheek, and kissed her on the other, ever so sweetly and gently. Before he let her go, he whispered, “Will you marry me?”
She nodded and whispered in return, “Yes, I will marry you.”
To: Rafaelo Romero. Double R Ranch. Rico Springs, Texas From: Ricardo Romero Arriving Home STOP Twenty Mares STOP One Stallion STOP One Bride STOP Thank you so much for visiting Cindy’s blog and allowing me to share my first release. Celia Yeary www.celiayeary.com ********************************************************************** You may purchase the eBook from www.thewildrosepress.com or, you may purchase the print February 22, 2009 from www.Amazon.com OR: you may leave a message here on Cindy’s blog, and at the end of the day, she will randomly draw a name to receive a free copy (pdf) from the author—Celia Yeary.
