A Thousand Ships

by Jo Robertson

You’ve heard the stories. You know their names.

Helen of Troy — whose face launched a thousand ships — and her lover Paris.

“Helen, thy beauty is to me like those Nicean barks of yore that gently, o’er a perfum’d sea, the weary way-worn wanderer bore to his own native shore.” (Edgar Allan Poe)

Elizabeth Barett, who defied her parents’ wishes and married an up and coming young poet named Robert Browning.

“How do I love these? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach when feeling out of sight for the ends of Being and ideal Grace.”

Thomas Moore who, it is told in an apocraphyal story, wrote a love poem to his wife after she contracted smallpox which left her face scarred.

“Believe me if all those endearing young charms, which I gaze on so fondly today, were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms, like fairy gifts fading away! Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment
thou art, let thy loveliness fade as it will . . .”

Peter Abelard, who suffered castration for his love of Héloise.

“But if I lose you, what have I left to hope for? Why continue on life’s pilgrimage, for which I have no support but you, and none in you save the knowledge that you are alive, now that I am forbidden all other pleasures in you and denied even the joy of your presence which from time to time could restore me to myself?”

Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, whose love inspired a song and was captured in movies?


“We had it all, just like Bogie and Bacall, starring in our own late, late show, sailing away to Key Largo.”

But what of the others? The unnamed, unknown lovers down through the centuries whose stories and lives have stirred our hearts? Plain, ordinary men and women in the lives they live around us and flashing and flamboyant ones in the books we read.

Benjamin Lewis, who left love notes lying around the house in odd places – inside a book, on the nightstand, on the kitchen window sill, where Mary Elizabeth Burton would find them.

You haven’t heard of the latter couple because they’re my parents, married fifty years when Dad died, but believing their love would transcend the eternities. Every day of their married lives together my father wrote my mother a love note. After her death, while cleaning out her house, we still found them scattered here and there.

Who are YOUR favorite lovers through history, literature, or real life? Here are my three all-time favorite lovers:

1. Rhett Butler and Scarlet O’Hara – because he’s so rakishly desirable and the only man who truly understood her

2. Nancy Regan and Ronald Regan – because I’ve rarely seen a real-life couple in the public eye so devoted to one another

3. Biblical Jacob and Rachel – because he worked seven years for the privilege of marrying Rachael, and then another seven when Laban tricked him into marrying her sister Leah first

Readers, who are YOUR favorite lovers? I’m offerring a $15 Amazon gift certificate to a lucky random commenter. Be sure to say why they’re your favorite.

Vanity, Thy Name Is…

by Caren Crane …Caren? I often wonder if I’m as vain as I suspect. I am by no means a beauty, but I find myself spending inordinate amounts of time (and money) worrying about my hair, my skin, those fine lines appearing around my eyes. That one line that wants to surface under my lower lip. Well, you get my drift. There are at least a dozen – okay, maybe a hundred – things I could critique concerning my hair/face/body at any given time. If I’m not vain, I am at least a bit self-obsessed. Vanity is a polarizing subject.
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WHAT HAPPENED TO THE TURN SIGNALS?

by Suzanne Welsh Have you ever been riding along, minding your own business when someone jumps from the right or left lane directly in front of you without any kind of warning? Their inconsiderate, spontaneous action forces you to make a decision, hopefully quick enough to prevent the crunch of metal on metal and the deployment of airbags. The biggest aggravation is they do it without issuing a turn signal. That tiny little piece of their car that takes one or two seconds to activate. Just poof, they jump lanes and God forbid you’re having a conversation with your wayward
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The Great Outdoors

by Susan Seyfarth So, we took the kids camping this weekend. Now my husband & I, we used to camp quite a bit. My husband loves Minnesota’s fabled Boundary Waters the way some men love hot cars & fast computers & will jump at any excuse to throw the canoe on the car & head north. I’m more of a backpacker myself. I fell in love with hiking during what my father still refers to as my camp counselor days. (For the sake of accuracy, I would like to point out that I was not a camp counselor. I was
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From Gripping Pages to Hot Video: The Story of a Trailer

by Nancy Today’s guests are here because a cool trailer on YouTube for a sizzling romantic suspense novel, Take Me If You Can, created so much buzz in the lair that we wanted to explore the subject in more depth. We welcome the trailer’s creators, author and web designer Liz Bemis (pictured at left) and author Karen Kendall, (pictured at right) today. To view the trailer, click on this link: NANCY: What gave you the idea of doing this trailer? LIZ: Uh… Karen called me and said, “Hey Liz. I need a trailer.” (I’ll actually let Karen cover this one!)
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Bandita Booty … and the winner of the best beer name is …

by Anna Sugden Thank you all for the very warm welcome you gave Anna Lucia and Keir, the uber-sexy interrogator hero of her book Run Among Thorns. I know they both really enjoyed their time in the Lair (even if it was kind of hard to tell with Kier because he was keen to get going with Jenny!). Hopefully they will come back and visit us next year, when Anna’s next book Dangerous Lies is out, and Kier can update us on how he and Jenny are doing. Anyway, without further ado, on to the winners of Anna’s name the
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One Step at a Time on the Road to Publication

By Kate That moment last October when I got The Call was one of the best of my life. It represented the culmination of everything I’d worked for so long to achieve. Just one short phone call changed my life in so many ways. And in so many other ways, everything stayed the same. I hung up the phone, did a little dance, shrieked a little (okay, a lot), but then it was time to go back to the day job. Later, I came home, did the laundry, cleaned the house. Kept writing. Life goes on, you know? But every
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And The Winner…

Of a signed copy of NOT WITHOUT HER FAMILY is Beth!! (and no, I didn’t pick her because of her cool name – my daughter drew her name out of a hat ) Congratulations, Beth!! Drop me an email at: beth@bethandrews.net with your snail mail info and I’ll get your book out to as soon as possible. Thanks to everyone who commented!

In the Name of Research!

Research. Do images of dusty tomes in an antiquity-filled library come to mind? Not for romantic suspense writers…research has a whole new dimension and often includes live ammo, daring exploits, and an adrenaline rush. The only dust involved isn’t from books—rather, it’s usually from sniper-crawling through a jungle! I recently traveled to the wilds of British Columbia, two hours north of Victoria, to the stunning vistas of Lake Cowichan. Why? Because talented SRS author Loreth Anne White extended an irresistible invitation. When she first mentioned the BOW (Becoming an Outdoor Woman) weekend and listed the different workshops available, I said
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Another winner!

Wow -talk about a rockin’ week here in the Lair. The winner of any book from Karin Tabke’s backlist is Amy S. ! Congratulations, Amy -drop me an email at Tawny@Tawnyweber.com with Karin in the subject line and let me know which book you’d like.

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