Well what a week huh? I sniffed some copper tone and got it stuck up my nose...lol
Other than that, been working really hard at getting back in shape...
I wanted to share a lil more of Prevenient Grace, my fav book thus far. Yes, I'm still working on all my other projects, however, I found the face to the novel. So let me remark, up front that I thank you John for your support!
This is, (above) what Declan appears as, in my mind, and Pennington (Ethan) as well. I'm afraid that my mind lends itself to Johns appearence, though I'm quite certain that you can completely understand why...
Enjoy the excerpt, and hope it helps you devour the book with even more intensity once it has been released to you.
(Declan)
"I had to leave the party, even if it was for a brief moment...
Sawyer can be a considerable handful, if you haven't already been made aware of that fact.
I wish that I could tell you that it is easier as the time passes, but it simply isn't.
When she realized who and what I was to her she blanched.
I reveled in the fact that I was able to extend myself with such impropriety...
I did so with bravado because that is precisely who I have become, over time.
If you know of me, than you also know that I have had a considerable amount of women.
So why settle on the Saint? Simply put, she was an answer to a prayer.
I believe with all of my heart that it is not for I to question such things.
I stand aside often and watch as she causes yet another stir. There is something to be said for a woman with substance.
My (now deceased) wife was very much like this. I had hoped to die you know? Anything to see her, if not one last time to delcare my love and apologies. I was buried in my work, daily. It was all about money for me. Status and equity defined my every moment on this earth.
I had no real sense of a mans worth until her heart quit beating and I was left to carry on.
I cannot even begin to express the deep sense of loss that began drowning me 7 years ago.
I spoke of it to no one. Why bother? I am no man who desires or requires the pity of others.
I am, afterall, a titan in business yes?
Yet nightly I dove into a bottle of whiskey and fell into the arms of yet another beautiful woman. Faceless they were to me really.
Sawyer has often remarked her inadequete feelings - my past it seems haunts me still. How can I explain that when it comes to matters of the heart none of that matters? That it all falls to the wayside when love steps in?
So by now you must be asking yourself how is it that a man who holds nothing up to chance, that I'd take her merely on fate alone?
Well, in the beginning I didn't like Sawyer. She can be brash, difficult and prone to child like wonder at even the simpliest of things. She challenged me at every turn. I found it to be maddening!
And then, that look of recognition washed over her face. Her amber eyes welled with tears.
She knew. I knew.
What I want to express is this: redemption is a daunting task even for we generals of industry.
I decided, right than and there that she was to be mine.
I'd no' take a decline to my offer, why should I?
And Sawyer, though shoeless and doe eyed succumbed. Nothing wrong with that I say!
So now you know what I look like, and you understand my intentions to their fullest. I have yet to "seal the deal" as you Americans are so fond of saying, but I've plans...
I'm going to refrain from the romantic aspects, I'm quickly realizing that she is fearful of relations, so why make it more complicated for her?
Well, I must return to the party. Its black tie, I was the best man. Lovely day today it was...I tire of being the best man, would find it preferable to be the groom again.
Sawyer is presently inside, breaking everything around her, fearful that I will request her to dance with me.
Yes, I'm going to, and no, I won't allow her to deny me.
That is why she prayed for me...because unlike the other men in her life, I am a father figure to her.
In this, she and I agree.
I wish I fully understand who this Ethan Hastings is and why he seemingly steps into veiw each and every time I leave her to it, but that is another story, better left for another time.
Afford me this much; as I leave you for the evening... find your redemption, find your love, live in your time and love with all of your might.
Like myself, you just may find your prayers answered....I am not only grateful, I'm blessed.
Well be strong, anything else isn't really trying, now is it?"
Declan.
Hope you enjoyed,
from my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews
Thank you much John Brodrick!
