The Excerpt
(Excerpt from Dana Ransom W-I-P, HER TEXAS HERO)
By the time Rand remembered to blink, popped wide eyes had glazed over in awe. In his relatively short number of years, he’d taken in some amazing sights from painted hills and deserts to soaring skyscrapers in New York City. But none had spoken to him with the seditious lure of San Antone’s canal.
Romance whispered through the trailing willow branches that brushed across cuddling couples as their boats drifted down the river. Determination shimmered up from once blood-soaked soil where freedom had been won at a terrible price in the ruined shell of an abbey. The kind of life-altering history Rand longed to affect, if time . . . and his parents . . . would allow it. To be part of the changes being forged by sheer force of will. To be revered in song and the sighs of dreamy-eyed girls.
To become half the man his father was.
Opportunity shivered to Rand’s soul. Here, in this vibrant young Texas city, he could find what his wandering soul desired. The chance to step from the shadows of his famous kin to claim his own destiny.
If his momma didn’t tan his hide before his daddy peeled it off him!
GREAT descriptions!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Iris! Readers asked me how long I'd lived out West and were surprised when I said (at that time) that'd I'd only visited in my imagination. It took me over ten years to fly to Arizona to visit a former critique partner . . . and it was like coming home!!
DeleteI second Iris's comment--Great descriptions! And I do feel sympathy for Rand, trying to make a name for himself when his name is already ten stories tall thank's to his father. I'm sure, however, that he'll make his mark. Tweeted.
ReplyDeleteHis father sounds like a hard act to follow, but with his determination, I believe he'll make a name for himself!
ReplyDeleteLove San Antonio.
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