9/22/13

Take the Train Autumn Blog Hop




Do you have a favorite fall memory linked to a train? What do you imagine you would see if you were riding a train in the fall? Join the authors of Wild Child publishing and Freya’s Bower as we Take an Autumn Train Ride through our blogs.

Prizes will include

 

  • Four $50 gift certificates (two for Wild Child and two for Freya's Bower)
  • An awesome swag package that includes:
    • Bookmarks
    • Books
    • Wild Child T-shirt and mug
    • Wild Child and Freya's Bower bags
    • Four handmade, crochet coasters by Kit Wylde
    • An autographed copy of Rosemary and Rue by Seanan McGuire
    • A rare DVD copy of the Matheson/Furst classic "Up The Creek" (lovingly used)
    • One ebook copy of Nita Wick’s short story, The Dream (previously published as part of a Freya’s Bower anthology.)
    • Book trading cards
    • Signed Dangerous Waters poster
    • copy of "Battle for Blood: The Blood Feud"
    • the winner’s name as a character in Kissa Starling’s next sweet romance story.
    • A Yankee Candle
    • and more...

 

Surprise Train Ride

Cassandra Ulrich


Pulling out of the station to leave the bland colored building behind, my dad and I embarked on an unknown adventure to an undisclosed location. When we’d first arrived in a taxi, Dad bought the tickets and convinced me not to glance at the schedule board. Since I sat on the bench with Mozart blasting in my ears, I didn’t even hear the announcer blurt out the destination. Dad stood, and with back straight and head held high, he always seemed to stand taller than his 5’7” stature. Following Dad’s lead, I descended the stairs to the tracks and slipped into the train, backpack in hand. I always felt safe whenever he led the way, keeping a careful eye on the passengers. No one dared mess with his baby girl. We plopped into the first spare seats we found. I stared out the window and waited for the train to start on its way.

In minutes, combinations of reds, greens, oranges, yellows, and plums caught my attention with their vibrancy. I couldn’t pull away, not even when my dad tapped me on the shoulder. Still glued to the landscape flitting by, I removed my ear buds to listen to whatever he thought so important that he dared interrupt my euphoric experience. He chuckled softly. He understood what I saw, what I felt as I gazed on the beauty outside our window. He’d spent years during my childhood teaching me about leaves and ants and bees. I hoped he knew how special those times were to me.

Chestnut horses frolicked in the distance across browning tufts of grass. One of them stopped near the fence to exchange friendly greetings with a black sheep who’d strayed from his flock. Neither paid attention to the hawk that glided over some evergreens, but my eyes followed that magnificent bird.

“Want some libation?” asked my father. Only a bartender from the 70s would dare use the word “libation.”

“Sure.” I didn’t look away from the window, not wanting to miss anything at this fast speed. “Dad, where are we going?” I couldn’t imagine any place more beautiful than what I witnessed before me.

He grinned. “Does it matter?”

More red leaves and some yellow bushes sped by. “No, the journey is what matters now. Thanks for this.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied and fell quiet so I could enjoy the scene. He knew it wouldn’t be long before I’d be forced to continue this journey of life without him.

Yeah, it’s the journey that counts, with its adventurous beauty.


Now Presenting….



 

Will the determined and sometimes sassy Kressa let rich bad-boy Brad into her heart, or will their families manage to keep them apart?

 

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Please visit these sites for more chances to win, the more you visit the more chances you have to win. We have 46 participating authors. You can stop at as many or as little blogs as you wish. At each stop, you will find two chances to enter per blog to win some awesome prizes. If you visit all, that’s 92 chances to win! There will be five, lucky winners.

Take the Blog Train and Visit These Blogs for more chances to win
Marci Baun/Kit Wylde
Critters at the Keyboard
Teresa D'Amario
Judith Leger, Fantasy and Comtemporary Romance Author
Writing
The Fictional World of Jaime Samms
Follow Where the Path will Take You
The Wandering Mind of Lizzy P. Bellows
Where Love and Magic Meet
Kissa Starling
Marianna Heusler
Hell's Ambrosia
C.M. Michaels
The Shadow Portal
The Blog Zone
Blog By iMagine
Ardyth DeBruyn Author Blog
Shadows of the Past
Dear Reader
Cassie Exline -- Mystery and Romance
Sarcastic Rambling & Writing
That's What I Think
Sue's Random Ramblings
Make Old Bones
Elements of Mystery
Molly Dean's Blog
Kenzie's Place
The Forbidden Blog
David Huffstetler
Cassandra Ulrich
Carol Marvell
Andrew Richardson
Nick Lloyd
Fiddleeebod -- land of stories
Nita Wick's Blog
Ruth G. Zavitsanos
Too Poor for Texas
Jenn Nixon
City of Thieves
Musings and Doodles
Husein
The Western Writer
Bike Cop Blog
The Character Depot
Allen Currier
Tracy Holohan
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6 comments:

  1. Yup, it's all about the journey, not the destination, which brings memories:)

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  2. Thanks for your response, Kenzie. Welcome to the train ride.

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  3. A very subtle and suggestive story. I enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing!
    Carmen
    http://shadowspastmystery.blogspot.ro/

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  4. Beautiful, bittersweet story. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. Thanks, Cassie. I wrote it in memory of my dad.

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