Today I’m thrilled to have Misty M. Beller, author of The Lady and the Mountain Man with me in the Blue Rose Writing Room.
Can you tell us how long you have been writing?
Sure! I’ve been seriously writing for about three years now. I never seriously thought about writing a novel, until I was putting together my bucket list, and “Write a novel that’s published” was near the top! Since then, I’ve soaked in everything about the craft I can!
What is one place you absolutely want to visit before you die?
Oh, I love to travel! I’ve been throughout the US, but never to Europe. I’d love to visit the old castles and estates in England or Ireland. And all that amazing historic architecture in Italy! (dreamy sigh…
Why did you choose to write in this genre? Have you ever written any other genre? Do you plan on doing so in the future?
I tend to be a bit of a sentimentalist, so Historical Romance is perfect for me! I love the simpler life, where there’s no rat race. Just hard work, plenty of alone time (can you tell I’m an introvert?), and a strong family unit. I plan to stay with the Historical Romance genre for a while, at least until I finish the three series that are floating around my mind!
What historical figure do you wish you could have met?
Jane Austen! I’m a huge fan, and I would have loved to meet the lady behind the magic.
What is something you are determined to do?
Finish my undergraduate degree. I took night classes while I started my business career (the day job), and quit classes when I had about one year left. One day, I will finish!
Do you have a favorite quote?
That which does not kill us, makes us stronger. It’s been my life’s motto…
Tell us something unusual, quirky, or odd about yourself.
Hmm… I’m never good at this kind of question. I was always one of those “good girls” growing up, and I tend to be on the serious side, sometimes. In fact, my husband lovingly calls me a “wet blanket.” J One of my ongoing quirks is that I’m a bit of a Mountain Dew-aholic. In fact, some of my friends call me “Dewey”.
Okay, now for the quickie questions: Answer in three words or less. Ready? Go!
Favorite Disney Character? Olaf from Frozen
Favorite Fruit? Watermelon
Favorite Hero? Mr. Darcy
Favorite Eye Color? Green or hazel
Best Vacation Destination? Europe
Food you can’t stand? Sushi
What annoys you? Whining
Coffee, tea, or something else? Coffee
Nightgown or Jammies? Jammies
Prefer dogs or cats? Dogs
The Lady and the Mountain Man
Leah Townsend, a recently orphaned heiress, flees Richmond after discovering her fiancé’s plot to kill her after their wedding. She needs a safe place to hide, and finds herself accepting a newspaper marriage proposal from a God-fearing young rancher in the Montana Territory. But when Leah arrives at the mountain ranch, she learns her intended husband was killed by a grizzly, leaving behind a bitter older brother and a spunky younger sister.
When Gideon Bryant finds a city girl standing in his log cabin, his first thought is to send her back where she came from. He’s lost too many people to the wild elements of these mountains––his parents, his wife, and now his brother. His love for this untamed land lives on, but he’s determined not to open his heart to another person.
But when an accident forces Leah to stay at the ranch for seven more months, can Gideon protect his heart from a love he doesn’t want? Has Leah really escaped the men who seek her life?
Enjoy an excerpt from The Lady and the Mountain Man
Leah was saved a response by the thump of boots on the porch and the light squeak of the front door. Ol’ Mose shuffled in, followed by a true, honest-to-goodness mountain man. He turned to shut the door, then hung his hat on the wall. Something about him struck her as familiar. His profile showed him to be a bit younger than the mountain men she’d imagined. He had a full beard and wavy brown hair that just covered his neck.
Then he turned toward them, and Leah saw those deep emerald eyes. Her heart leapt.
He was the man from the ferry, when she’d first arrived in St. Louis.
Butterflies flipped in her stomach as Leah looked again into his green gaze. Those eyes were an even deeper shade than Miriam’s, and the long green work shirt he wore accented them perfectly.
He was taller than she remembered. Next to Ol’ Mose, he looked like a giant. But he didn’t carry himself hunched over like most tall men she’d seen. He stood straight and confident in his own masculine skin.
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There she was.
Was this a vision? Or was the woman from St. Louis actually sitting at his kitchen table? If he hadn’t lost his marbles, then how did she get here?
She sat poised and elegant, with a little hat perched on her head that would do absolutely nothin’ to protect her from the sun. Just like she’d come out of a New York City parlor room. And she was looking at him as if he had two heads and three arms.
A bit about Misty
Misty Beller was raised on a farm in South Carolina, so her Southern roots run deep. Growing up, her family was close, and they continue to keep that priority today. Her husband and two daughters now add another dimension to her life, keeping her both grounded and crazy.
God has placed a desire in Misty’s heart to combine her love for Christian fiction and the simpler ranch life, writing historical novels that display God’s abundant love through the twists and turns in the lives of her characters.
Writing is a dream come true for Misty. Her family—both immediate and extended—is the foundation that holds her secure in that dream.
Contact Misty
Thanks again, Misty, for joining me here today!
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