Steeplechase jockey Cassie Hinton’s dream was to walk down the aisle in her medieval wedding gown to become Mrs. Jack Chambers. Injured in the Grand National, she returns home…only to find Jack is now the Pastor of her parent’s church.
Jack Chambers, now a widower and single parent, still has feelings for Cassie, but she sees him as nothing more than a Pastor. Even if he could change her mind, there is still his position to consider.
With the Royal Wedding fast approaching, Cassie makes her dress, little dreaming of the consequences of doing so.
“Everyone else has photos of the royal couple and ribbons, silver bells, hearts and balloons. I wanted something more sophisticated but this…” she gestured at the window, “…isn’t it.”
“Maybe tie it in with what Danny sells. After all, the bakers did a wedding cake and the printers did invitations.”
Cassie nodded, her mind whirling. “Yeah…thank you.”
Jack glanced at his watch. “I’d best be off and get Lara from school. She complains if I’m late. I hope you find a solution to your problem.”
“Thank you. Bye.” Cassie smiled and turned back to her display, watching Jack’s reflection in the glass as he walked away. He’d always been a Godly man, even as a teenager, and despite everything that happened he kept his faith—unlike her. Her life and her faith lay in ruins.
She used to hope he’d ask her out one day, but it never happened. And now it never would. She was down and out before anything even got started.
He was a pastor, and she was his parishioner. A fallen- without- hope- of- redemption parishioner, at that. Strike one.
He was a widower with a small daughter. Strike two.
Her leg—her disability. No man would ever want a one-legged ex-jockey. Strike three.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
A bit of both. Normally a panster, but when i do plot something, you can guarantee the characters trash the plan. For example in Cassie’s Wedding Dress, Jack gets into a spot of trouble and finds himself the subject of a police investigation. The plan was he’d just take some gardening leave. Suddenly, as I was writing, Jack is leaping from his chair and resigning. I’m like, hang on a sec here… now what do I do? Quick emails were sent to Pastor David and Dad (a church elder – handy that lol) and checking with them. And Jack was not allowed to quit. Yes he could still offer, but my scene where he actually walked out and resigned went the way of the recycle bin.
What are some of your favorite things to do when you’re not writing? Least favorite?
Least fave – easy. Cleaning the house. I hate dusting and hoovering. But I love cooking (not the dishes afterwards) and sewing. I do a lot of cross stitch. Some of it is here – http://www.revell124.plus.com/xstitch/index.htm
If you had a Friday night all to yourself, what would you do?
Hot bath – no one banging on the door demanding attention. Then able to wear my pj’s around the house, watch what I want on the TV. Eat choccie without having to share it.
Where can readers find your books?
My books are on http://www.pelicanbookgroup.com/ec/ and Amazon
My website is http://www.revell124.plus.com/clarerevell/
facebook is http://www.facebook.com/ClareRevellAuthor
twitter is http://twitter.com/#!/ClareRevell
Blog is http://telscha.blogspot.com/
Now…drum roll please…Clare is giving away a copy of Cassie’s Wedding Dress to a lucky winner. Leave a comment with your email addy here to be entered in a random drawing with other comments from her blog tour. The winner will be posted on Clare’s blog – The World Can Wait on Tuesday, 10/18. Good luck!
Thank you for having me Dora 🙂
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You're quite welcome, Clare! Anytime. Congrats on the release of CASSIE'S WEDDING DRESS!
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“Cassie's Wedding Dress” looks like a wonderful read. Thank you for the excerpt.
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Hey Marybelle. CASSIE'S WEDDING DRESS is next on my list. I can't wait to read it!
If you want to increase your chances to win, stop by Clare's blog for a list of blog stops that you can enter. Good luck! Thanks for stopping by.
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thanks for the comment Marybelle. I've added you to the draw
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