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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Saturday, June 18, 2016

SUMMERHOUSE for the Summer

In the Muckross summerhouse, Killarney, Ireland

Just putting the finishing touches on SUMMERHOUSE. I pulled an all-nighter getting the last corrections squeaked through and doing the last tweaks on the cover. Awaiting final approval. It's going to be luscious! I can't wait to meet my newest book baby. Linda Prince and I have worked like demons to get it finished on time to go into the Deseret Book catalog. Woo hoo!!!

Here's part of the back cover blurb:

A summerhouse isn't usually the place to pick up hot babes. Jack Harris, curator of the Pennington Estate for England's National Trust, not only meets a girl where he works, but she could be the famous Pennington heiress, missing for two hundred years. Somehow their lives collide in the gazebo. Jack soon finds he can't get Charlotte and the mystery surrounding her life out of his head and heart.

Charlotte knows she can't marry her parents' choice. The man is doltish. She must tell them she wishes instead to marry an incorporeal man with the words “Do not disturb: I'm disturbed enough already” written on his underclothing.

Jack, an outlandish-looking “ghost” from the future, can't impress her unbending parents without scaring them witless. Jack pursues Charlotte across Europe, learning the rules of the paradox that surrounds them as he goes, racing time itself, hoping to catch her when she falls.

But time can be tricky and often heartless.

More news when I get it. And now, back to work.
H. Linn Murphy, the Sleep-starved

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