10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2… This marks the ninth day of my ten-day countdown until the release of my novella Mama, Me, and the Holiday Tree. You can read more about #HolidayTreeNovella at the bottom of this post
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This week I’m sharing from my soon-to-be-released novella Mama, Me, & the Holiday Tree, which is set within the Appalachian Elementals Series. At 22K words in length, it’s a shorter novella, but it packs a lot of great things within its 74 pages.
The setup: It’s late evening on the homestead, and Cent’s talking with Aubrey and someone y’all have been worrying over.
“You gotta be patient with her.” Aubrey’s picked up Betty from her second-shift temp job, and they’re sitting at the kitchen table with me. Poor Betty. She’s pulling odd shifts at a call center. It’s crap work, more so than my job at Dryler’s convenience store, but I’ll gladly switch positions with her if she’ll take Mama off my hands tomorrow.
“Not happening, baby doll.” Betty sets her mug of chamomile and lavender tea beside mine.
See, I told you Betty would be there in the novella, and here she is, dishing out wisdom like always. If you want to know how she came to be on the homestead after Cent reluctantly left her behind in Cleaning House, there’s only one way to find out.
A dozen handmade holiday ornaments, that’s all, but it might be an impossible task.
Centenary Rhodes and her mother are at constant odds. It’s one of the many reasons Cent left home when she was eighteen. Mama’s difficult for anyone to manage, but now that Cent’s back home, she has to try. Mama, however, won’t acknowledge who Cent’s become, even though she’s repeatedly been shown the truth.
It’ll take more than popcorn strings and paper snowflakes to heal the rift that’s formed between Cent and Mama. It’s going to take bushels of patience, heaps of magic, and assistance from everyone on both sides of Embreeville Mountain to reset the Balance between them.
But with Yule and Christmas just around the corner, it might already be too late.
Mama, Me, and the Holiday Tree is available for preorder in both print and ebook formats.
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Ouch…this sounds like it’s going to quite a pain.
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Yeah, Cent and Mama don’t have a great past.
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I love Betty!
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Betty’s become quite the favorite.
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Ha! Betty’s a great friend, but there are limits, darn it, and taking Mama off her hands is on the other side of that line! ❤️
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Mama is just about everyone’s limit. How her new husband, Ivan, manages, I’ll never know. He’s a well of patience. I’ll leave it at that.
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Betty is definitely my favorite
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Yeah I can’t blame Betty for not taking on Mama
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Mama’s definitely a handful.
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There are limits to friendship. lol
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Yes, there are. 😊
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