My Dear One

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Two hearts, three lives, one future…      

Eldest daughter of a British earl, Dianna Marshall is accustomed to observing etiquette, adhering to custom and protocol. But it’s over a decade into the twentieth-century, and many women are beginning to challenge convention, and seek new opportunities. She’s not so foolish as to believe her very traditional father would tolerate her engaging in such irrational behavior as seeking advanced education, or worse, employment, but she does assume she’ll have an opportunity to choose her future husband. Until her father robs her of that dream. Her attempt to regain that tiny piece of independence leads to her ruin, and forces her to flee Britain for America, where she hopes to resolve her problem, repatriate her reputation, and orchestrate a return to her former life and stature. All that stands between her and her new dream, is a tall Texas widower with a broken dream or two of his own…

 

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About

Deborah was raised on a hobby farm where her passion for reading and all things furred and feathered was indulged. When she wasn’t adopting stray cats and dogs—and the occasional flock of geese—she was riding one of her horses, or locked in her room with the latest Nancy Drew or Black Stallion adventure. She often spent school breaks on the …

Deb’s Writing Room

Click on the link above to go to Deb’s Writing Room where she notes her thoughts on life, writing, and the writing life.

The Books

Douglas Ranch Series                                                                     1912 …   When the Titanic sinks, Dianna faces desperate choices…         1914…              …

Rebel Fear

I started out a bit of a rebel. Mom says she put a harness on me one day when I was a toddler. I had a penchant for toddling off. Most toddlers do. Fearless, ignorant of danger and mobile, young children get into things—and out of places—they shouldn’t. So, on went the harness. For about …

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Valentine’s Day Edition: Fate, Friendship, and Mud

Following a luncheon date with a friend, I’ll call her R, I texted her a thank you; shared how much I’d enjoyed our visit. She concurred, and expressed how crazy it was that we met where we did, when we did, each of us ending up at the same location through circumstance–hers sad, mine out …

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Keep Going

Have you read The Secret? I did. Years ago. And it resonated with me; the whole idea of creating the world you want through vision and belief. How else can you do it? When I sit down to write a one-hundred-thousand (plus?) word novel, I do so without certainty of what words I’ll use. Or …

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Hump Month, and a Contest!

February is to me, what Wednesday is to the five-day work-week crew: Hump Month. My final blustery and icy hurdle, before spring melt. I just have to keep moving. Which isn’t always easy. But I have a few tricks that help me cope until warmer, brighter days arrive… Starbucks Caramel Macchiato. There is just something …

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