Saturday, May 29, 2010

New movie to love

Well, it's offical. I'm in love with a new movie. My favorite is probably still Phantom of the Opera with Gerard Butler, then Pride and Prejudice with Colin Firth is next. But I think this new movie is competing with Kate & Leopold for third place.

If you don't know by now, let me tell you...I LOVE HISTORICALS. Okay, nuff said. Here's some pictures of my newest favorite movie... North and South.  Oh, and if you still haven't guessed...I LOVE Regency / Victorian looking men!  heehee


Wednesday, May 26, 2010

My Hero

If someone were to ask me about my favorite hero, I'd first say I couldn't decide because I write so many books and all my heroes are my favorite. But then if I forgot about my writing and thought about my life and who I looked up to, I would have to say my hero was my father.

I look back on my life, and I know I gave him a lot of anguish in my teenage years. We argued constantly because we were so much alike. Even though I know he loved me, I didn't really understand how much until after I was married. We didn't argue that much then, for which I'm glad, because I think our relationship grew stronger at that point.

So who is my father? Marvin LaCal Campbell was born on May 26, 1936 in Richfield, Utah, and he grew up in a little town called Antimony.

He helped his mother out quite a bit who had arthritis so bad she couldn't do much of anything. My father also took care of his younger sister and brother. This shaped him into the Father that did everything he could to take care of his family once he married my mom.

Soon he had three children. I was in the middle, and always getting picked on (so I'd thought). But still, Dad was always there to make us all feel special. He never spoiled one child over the other.

I remember the first time a boy broke my heart. I came home from school crying, and my dad told me not to worry, because no boy could ever love me like my dad did.  He was definitely a wonderful man!

Later in life when he started getting sick - and when I was writing my story, Heart Of A Hero, I used my dad's name for my heroine's father. Even though my heroine's father does not die like my dad did, at least I could describe the helplessness and frustration I felt when I saw his life slowly slipping away.

When my book is published with my new publisher - Walnut Springs Press - there will be this dedication to my father.

I want to dedicate this book to my very first hero— my father, Marvin Campbell—who I fashioned my heroine’s father around. I wish my father could have lived to see this book published, but I know he was proud of me nonetheless. Dad, I miss you.

Dad, if you're looking down on me from Heaven, I hope you know how much I love you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

                                           Died May 21, 2001

Tuesday, May 4, 2010


I'm thrilled to announce a Christian publisher here in Utah - Walnut Springs Press - has offered me a contract for my historical romance, Heart Of A Hero. I will meet with them next week to go over the contract and my marketing plans. I can tell you right now...I plan on having many book signings from date of publication until Christmas...and longer if necessary. I'll announce here and on Facebook when and where I'll be!

I thank the Lord for giving me this chance to entertain people who love to read. It's what I've wanted to do for so long, and now...MY DREAM HAS COME TRUE!!!

This is what my story is about -

The West has bandits, rattlers, and sagebrush galore… Richfield, Utah has Jesse and Summer, the town’s newest and most hard-headed heroes.

When Summer Bennett returns home after five years of etiquette school for young ladies, she discovers her father has been injured and cannot walk. Gotta get money…fast, for his operation. The reward money for capturing outlaws is the only way, and etiquette falls by the dusty roadside. Yet Jesse, the town’s hero, is always trying to thwart her plans – just like when she was young. She'd like nothing more than to use his head for a slingshot target, but as her heart warms toward him her aim shifts from his head to his heart.

For thirteen years, little Summer was the burr under the Deputy Marshal’s saddle. Now Jesse Slade feels a different irritation. She’s on his mind even while searching for outlaws. As much as he’d like to ignore the newfound feelings he has around her, he wonders if the Lord is telling him she’s the one… Funny, because Jesse had always wanted to tie her to the outhouse before.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Happiness and dreams...

When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us. ~~ Helen Keller

Happiness depends more on the inward disposition of mind than on outward circumstances. ~~ Benjamin Franklin

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly. ~~ Lanston Hughes

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. ~~ Eleanor Roosevelt