Mermaids and Music

Happy Musical Monday.

My heroes have always been musicians, so it’s no surprise my novels would feature a hero whose blood hums with music every minute of the day. Ian Pierce was probably born singing. Throughout the series, he has a habit of bursting into song, composing ditties to amuse and defuse. It comes in handy in an 18th Century port town, like when he performs his apothecary duties. Let me share this passage from Heartbeat of the Moon (book 2 of the Rhythm of the Moon series) where he’s trying to distract rickety old Captain Jenkins:

“I came upon a mermaid,

Whose hair as white as pearl

It swirled around the water,

She was a buxom girl.

Her eyes they looked upon me

And softened up my soul,

But hardened up my nether parts,

And therein was the goal.”

COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Jennifer Taylor

Ian adapts his music to whatever audience he entertains. Show me a sailor who doesn’t like a mermaid!  But when he entertains his lady Maggie, he sings an entirely different tune. I’ll tell you about it on Thursday.

Thanks for joining me. I’ll be talking about Ian and music all week.


ISBN Grateful Again

It’s a hot summer already,  and it won’t be letting up for a while. If you ask me, it’s a really good time to hole up in the air conditioning and read a good book.

I’m singing and dancing because  Monday I got to share the cover for Heartbeat of the Moon, Book #2 of my Rhythm of the Moon series:

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Have you ever been hot and cold at the same time? I’m hot because…well…I mean, look at Ian! And I’ve got the shivers  thinking about what Maggie and Ian must go through to keep their  love, and each other, alive.

I’m singing because I’m grateful for the opportunity to share my historical romance with readers. I have a great editor who gets my writing, and a family who supports, accepts, and tolerates my eccentric writer behavior. And I’m thankful for the many writers who have mentored and encouraged me along the way, and the Wild Rose Press for giving me a chance.

I’m dancing because I’m excited to share a few lines with you.

Maggie and Ian’s story begins in Mercy of the Moon, Book #1.

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Here’s the first paragraph:

“The sun sulked low in the sky as Maggie Wilson stood over her sister’s grave in the kirkyard of St. Agnes the Virgin, the ancient church towering over her in judgment. Perhaps if she had not been away when Sarah had borne her child, she could have saved her. The midwife of the town of King’s Harbour knew well that death all too often triumphed over valor. But must it be Sarah?”

Here’s a random line from Ian in Heartbeat of the Moon:

“Distance has not dulled the memory of you: the grey of your eyes, dark as an undertow when you are vexed, your black hair spread like fine Chinese silk over my bare chest, your wide hips my comfort and my compass.”

That’s all for now. I’d love to hear from you.

Thanks for joining me as I celebrate this second book milestone.