Dear Readers, Molly is a long-time
writer friend of mine. I was honored to read Bluebonnet
Bride before it was published. You are going to love this
story.
Welcome back, Molly. How did you come up with the idea for this story? Though I was never tested, I think I might be dyslexic. It was hard for me to learn to read and spell. Now I write novels that other people read.
My heroine in Bluebonnet
Bride is Gina Hollister, a PhD with dyslexia. During my research on the topic,
I discovered that many PhD’s are dyslexic. Apparently, some dyslexics never
retire because they don’t know how to stop trying.
Many times, people (and other
authors) think you have it made with so many books published. What is your most
difficult problem with writing at this time in your career? My biggest problems are marketing, finding time to
write, and keeping up with all the new trends.
Tell us about the featured
book.
Blurb for Bluebonnet
Bride:
Billionaire Steve Bryson
doesn’t like Bible thumpers, and he thinks Dr. Gina Hollister is one.
Gina Hollister, a dyslexic
with a PhD in educational psychology, is hired by widower and business tycoon,
Steve Bryson, to tutor his fourteen-year-old daughter, Amanda, for the summer
at his huge house near
If you like sweet Christian
romances set in the beautiful mountains of
Please give the first page of the novel.
She’d had another of those horrible flashbacks straight from her teenage years.
Gina Hollister sucked in her
breath, releasing it slowly. The words you’re incredibly stupid continued to
play in her mind.
Incredible. She hadn’t known
the meaning of the word when she heard it for the first time. But she knew
stupid—even back then.
She stepped out of her car—stood
there for a moment with her purse on the top of her ten-year-old white Buick.
Why did this happen now? It was Friday morning, and she had an important
meeting with the father of one of her students, a man she’d never met. Would
the flashbacks ever end?
Her purse strap slid toward
her, with the brown loop hanging over the window. She reached for it—one second
too late. Her handbag turned upside down, landing on the concrete parking lot.
She’d forgotten to zip it up, again. Everything inside spilled out with a
cacophony of tinkling and jingling.
Gina counted to ten. She was
a PhD, now, and an intelligent person, not an accident prone airhead. She
merely had a problem with depth perception and dyslexia. Merely?
Dyslexia had colored her
entire life with a black marker. She’d studied hard—for years. Would she ever
be normal? Was there such a thing?
Lord, she prayed. Make me
like everyone else.
Her tube of lipstick rolled
beneath her car. Oh, no! Her jaw and both fists tightened simultaneously. She
leaned forward and bent down, careful to keep the hem of her long white dress
from brushing the pavement. Slowly, she gathered every item she’d dropped.
Except the lipstick.
It rolled beyond her reach.
If she wanted it, she must kneel on her hands and knees. Her dress could become
a disaster. She wanted it.
The lipstick was the last
tube in existence in her favorite shade of peach. She set her handbag on the
pavement beside her, folded her skirt up, and bent forward. Derriere elevated,
she reached for the tube. Her fingers touched its smooth, slick surface, and
gripping the lipstick, she rocked back on her heels, preparing to rise.
“What have we here?” somebody
said from behind her.
She recognized the man’s
voice. She’d heard it the previous night when she listened to messages left on
her cell phone.
“Need any help?” he asked.
Gina’s breath froze in her throat.
Steve Bryson looked down at her. She’d never seen him until that instant but
knew him immediately. That low, raspy voice couldn’t belong to anyone else. Yet
there was something else besides his voice that seemed familiar. What could it
be?
He reached out as if to help
her up. She took his hand. A tingle shot through her. Wow! Gina stood beside
him. She’d expected him to be handsome. Nobody told her he was so tall, so
young-looking, so electrifying. Like his daughter, Steve had thick, dark-brown
hair and brown eyes. But it didn’t begin to describe him.
He would have no difficulty
describing her. She probably looked like an extra on the set of a historical
western movie. If the laughter she heard in his voice and saw in his eyes were
an indication, he’d been watching her for a long time.
In a white, ankle length gown
and matching cowboy boots, Gina was dressed as a character in a western novel,
set in 1881
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the internet? BLUEBONNET BRIDE was
published by Scrivenings Press on June 29, 2021. Click here to learn more. https://scrivenings.link/bluebonnetbride
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16 comments:
The mountains of Colorado and the Texas Hill country are two of my favorite places. Would love to read this one!
Melanie Backus, TX
Thank for introducing me to Molly Noble Bull.
BLUEBONNET BRIDE has a beautiful cover that would draw my attention right off. After reading the first page, I knew this would be a book I would thoroughly enjoy read. It's now on my TBR list.
Thank you for the chance to win a copy! Shared and hoping to be the very fortunate one selected.
Kay Garrett from Mountain View, AR
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Bluebonnet Bride sounds captivating and intriguing. Thanks. Anne from NM.
Thanks for the kind words, Melanie, Kay, and Traveler, and if you read Bluebonnet Bride, I would sure appreciate it if you posted a review at Amazon.
What a extraordinary and unforgettable novel which gives me great enjoyment and is unique and special. Pearl - NM.
I am honored by your words, Petite, thanks. I assume you have already read my novel. Thanks again. But as I am sure all of you know, all the honor and glory goes to God the Father in the name of his only begotten son, Jesus Christ--our Messiah.
Love to all of you,
Molly
Beautiful cover and title. Would love to read. Blessings from WV.
BLUEBONNET BRIDE by Molly Noble Bull sounds wonderful. PA. Beautiful cover.
Thanks for leaving a comment, Lucy and Emma, and I am so glad you liked Bluebonnet Bride. I hope both of you read the book, and it will make you smile.
Love,
Molly
Thanks for writing, Lucy and Emma, and for saying such nice things about my novel. I hope you like Bluebonnet Bride, and reading it makes you smile.
Love,
Molly
The cover really draws me to the book. I enjoyed the first page and want to read more!
Beth from IA
Bluebonnet Bride sounds like a delightful read, and the cover is beautiful! Thank you for the chance to win a copy of this book!
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Thanks to everybody who left a comment. I wish everybody could win, and to all who read Bluebonnet Bride, please consider writing a review and posting it at Amazon. Long or short, a review would really be a blessing.
Love,
Molly
Oh now I have to read Bluebonnet Bride it sounds great. Thanks for the chance to win.
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Enter me in your awesome giveaway!!
Nichols SC.
Beautiful cover and great first page! Thanks for sharing.
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