Showing posts with label Sandi Rog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sandi Rog. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2015

OUT OF THE ASHES - Sandi Rog - One Free Book

Dear Readers, Sandi and I share the same agent, and I’m thrilled to introduce you to her newest book.

Lena, thank you so much for having me on your blog. It’s an honor to be here, and I look forward to giving a signed copy to one of your wonderful readers.

Welcome back, Sandi. Why do you write the kind of books you do?
I love historical novels and escaping into the past. I also love going anywhere I want to go (in time and place), be anything I want to be, and doing anything I want to do through my characters and from the pages of my novels. But more importantly, God has to be in my books. I couldn’t write one without Him in it. He’s my Joy, my Helper, and my Friend. So, most of my books are about overcoming life’s trials with God’s help.

OUT OF THE ASHES is a “light historical romance.” My previous books are very “deep.” Not that this one isn’t, but it’s shorter, won’t make you cry in the middle of the story, and has a happy-ending. I needed to write something “light” because I just came out of a major battle with cancer, nearly losing my life twice, and I just needed to write something that was fun and would make me (and others) smile. Cancer was a rough ride, but there were many blessings in disguise that God showered upon us in my recovery, not just physical healing, but healing in my marriage and for our entire family in unimaginable ways.

So ... I’m grateful to God for allowing me to write OUT OF THE ASHES. I honestly feel like I just stepped out of the ashes of cancer, into a life raining down blessings. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to write again because of chemo-brain. It’s a side-affect of chemo/radiation, a foggy forgetfulness that seems to take over and makes it difficult to concentrate, and it can last years after the treatments. It’s all because of God and His tender mercies that I’m still here and able to write. If any of you happened to be one of the thousands who prayed me through cancer, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Really, there are no words to express my gratitude.

Sandi, and my readers, my older daughter is fighting the same fight right now. I’d love to have y’all praying for Marilyn. She won’t have to do chemo, but she’s going to have radiation. Besides when you came to know the Lord, what is the happiest day in your life?
My wedding day! My husband is my hero. He helped me beat cancer is ways unimaginable. You can read more about that story here: www.beatcancerwithb17.blogspot.com.

How has being published changed your life?
That’s hard to say as my first book THE MASTER’S WALL was released the very day they told me I had cancer. I never got to experience all the joys of having a book published: book signings, talks, etc. Marketing my book was an impossible task. I wasn’t allowed to go out in public, plus, I was too sick, too weak to do so.

So ... what changed my life really was experiencing friends swoop in to carry me and my book through the battlefield. Numerous writer friends, and people I didn’t even know, announced my book on their blogs and websites. Family friends who aren’t Christians even took my books to a book signing I’d scheduled before my diagnosis, at Mardel’s (I signed all my books on a sticker and they used those “signed” books at my “book signing”). This changed my life in that I realized what was truly important. Not publishing a book, but love, prayers, and that there are people in this world who will bend over backwards, upside down, and inside out to help someone in need. I’d realized during that time that writing had become my idol. Yes, this was another blessing that God revealed from cancer.

Since then, I’m learning to find balance. Put God first, my husband and children second, and my writing third.

What are you reading right now?
My Bible. I don’t read it enough, and I feel like Satan has been distracting me from God’s word with a lack of focus and motivation. So, after a lot of prayer, I’ve started reading my Bible more. Starting my day with the Lord gives me strength and the correct focus. Satan will get me even in the middle of my reading. I’ll read a passage, and suddenly, I find my mind elsewhere. I then have to pray that God will get my mind back on His word. It works!

What is your current work in progress?
The sequel to OUT OF THE ASHES titled INTO THE FIRE. It’s the story of Nathaniel’s brother, Michael. He’s a brooding, hot-tempered character who falls head-over-heals in love with the feisty, God-loving heroine, Nicolette.

What would be your dream vacation?
Pompeii. I’ve been to Rome, Italy, doing research for THE MASTER’S WALL, and I’ve always been sorry I didn’t get a chance to go to Pompeii to see the ancient city.

How do you choose your settings for each book?
I chose Chicago for OUT OF THE ASHES because I thought the Great Chicago Fire in 1871 would make great fodder for a story.

If you could spend an evening with one person who is currently alive, who would it be and why?
My husband. He’s my best friend, my confidant, and understands me better than anyone in the world.

What are your hobbies, besides writing and reading?
I don’t think I would call this a “hobby” but it takes up most of my day: homeschooling my children. When we first moved to the States from Holland, I got sick. I’ve been sick pretty much the entire time we’ve been here. Now that I’m better, I’m making up for lost time, time I didn’t get to spend with my children. Plus, they weren’t doing well in school, and this has been a huge boost for their education. A teacher in a room full of 20-30 children has a hard time finding one-on-one time with struggling students (I greatly admire teachers and the work they do that receives so little appreciation). Now my kids get that one-on-one time, and they’re blossoming in ways that never would have been possible.

What is your most difficult writing obstacle, and how do you overcome it?
Right now, it’s focus. Like I said, since chemo, it’s been very difficult to get my mind focused on writing. I’m too easily distracted. I used to be able to write amongst chaos, but ever since beating cancer, I need quiet. I simply can’t focus without it. And with kids in the house, that makes it difficult. So, if I need to get some serious writing done, it’s after they go to bed, or I go to the local library, coffee house, or bookstore (where I’m at right now, LOL). Once, while writing, I nearly witnessed a brawl in Barnes and Noble. A man was using foul language (around children and everyone), and another man called him out on it. Boy, the man who was getting “in trouble” became aggressive. I was surprised that the other man who had called him out, remained calm and seated. Had he stood, I’d hate to think what would have happened. I went to the library after that, LOL.

What advice would you give to a beginning author?
Write what you know (which also means do your research); and write how you’d talk, or how your characters would talk (this is in regards to the complicated subject of “voice”). And most importantly, have fun! Write what you’re passionate about. Write what gets you excited. If you’re not excited about what you write, it’s going to come out in your work and your readers will sense your lack of passion.

If you’d like to learn more about the craft of fiction, I suggest you read books such as SELF-EDITING FOR FICTION WRITERS by King and Browne. Also books by Noah Lukeman AS THE PLOT THICKENS and THE FIRST FIVE PAGES.

Tell us about the featured book.
Here’s the book jacket description for OUT OF THE ASHES:
A stranger. A kiss. A shotgun wedding.

NATHANIEL WARD, wealthy entrepreneur, needs a wife. But he’s not interested in the preening, high-society women who are offered to him on a silver platter. He wants one woman, and one woman alone: the girl who gave him all the money in her reticule years ago when the Great Chicago Fire left him destitute. He sets out to find this woman and discovers she’s unattached. There’s only one problem, a shotgun wedding may be able to bind them, but will he ever be able to win her heart?

AMELIA E. TAYLOR blows a kiss to a street rat. Little did she know, years later that kiss would follow her to Green Pines, Colorado. When a handsome stranger arrives in her hometown, she guards her heart from the stirrings this man ignites. Despite society’s disapproval of spinsterhood, she is determined not to marry, having witnessed first-hand the lack of love and horrors that accompany marriage. But will a shotgun wedding reveal blessings that arise out of the ashes?



Please give us the first page of the book.
Green Pines, Colorado, 1882
Gun smoke burned Amelia’s eyes and her ears still rang. She blinked the tears from her lashes.

“Do you, Nathaniel Ward,” the preacher scowled, “take Amelia Taylor to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Amelia’s father cocked his rifle and aimed it at the reluctant groom.

“I do,” Nathaniel said, his voice firm and unwavering. Despite her father’s threats, Nathaniel’s very presence exuded power, his raised chin, broad shoulders and wide chest unflinching against the barrel of the rifle.

Amelia didn’t dare look up at him. What must he be thinking? How many women had hoped to get him this far, and now, here she stood where most women dreamed of standing—shotgun wedding, or not. If only she could melt into the parlor’s wooden floor like the candle burning in the nearby lamp. Or disappear like the smoke. Disappear into nothingness, with no remnant left of her existence.

“Do you, Amelia Taylor, take Nathaniel Ward to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The preacher’s words rushed over Amelia like a gush of foul air.

She stood paralyzed, unable to speak. She’d vowed never to marry. How would she bear this cross? She’d seen enough loveless marriages in her life to know it wasn’t worth the heartache, despite the shame of spinsterhood. And now, to be forced on a man? What miseries awaited her? Abuse? Neglect? Slavery? Any man in his right mind would despise her for the rest of his days. It would be impossible—unthinkable—to procure his affection … his love.

The minister, still in his nightclothes, cleared his throat. His wife, holding up the lantern, glowered from behind him.

Amelia swallowed, darting a glance at her terrifying father. With a snarl, he narrowed his eyes at Nathaniel and pressed closer with his rifle. Would he put another hole in the preacher’s wall? Or Nathaniel’s chest?

“Amelia, girl.” Her father’s voice sent a shudder down her spine as it echoed through the quiet house. “You know, I always keep my word.” He’d threatened to kill Nathaniel if she refused to be his wife.

“I do,” she said, her voice small and trembling, quite the opposite of the man next to her. The horror, the shame. How did her life come to this?

“I now pronounce you man and wife.” The minister slammed his Bible shut and pointed it at her father. “Now get out!”

Shadows clouded Amelia’s vision, and her legs wobbled like those of a newborn calf. Her knees buckled, but rather than landing on the hard floor, she found herself caught in Nathaniel’s strong arms.

Now her husband.

How can readers find you on the Internet?
I can be found at my website and my many blogs:
http://beatcancerwithb17.blogspot.com

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Sunday, October 24, 2010

THE MASTER'S WALL - Sandi Rog - Free Book

Welcome, Sandi. Tell us how much of yourself you write into your characters.

There's a piece of myself in all my characters. Even the bad guys. My bad guy in this story (the grandfather) is a bit insane and arrogant. E-hem. I'm ashamed to say I see a little of myself in him as well! Aaack! Better work on that. I also see myself in David. He's hot tempered, but has a passion to please God. Yep, that's me. Then there's Alethea. She's carefree and foolish, but at the same time shrewd, especially when it comes to protecting her own hide. Yes, that's me, too. :-)

What is the quirkiest thing you have ever done?

One morning I climbed out of bed to take my two-year-old to preschool. This took place when we lived in Holland, by the way. So, I fed her, got her dressed and loaded her on the bike (we rode bikes, not cars out there). I dropped her off, and right across the street was the grocery store. There were some items I needed, so I decided to head on over there. Because it was so close, I decided to walk.

I crossed the street, pushing my bike, and then I went into the store. As I walked along, a man looked at me, looked away, then looked at me again. Surely, my hair and clothes weren't in that bad of shape. Yes, I'd just crawled out of bed, or felt like I had, but there was no call for anyone to take extra notice—or so I thought. Another couple walked by and gave me a strange look. Well, maybe I did look pretty bad. Finally, one woman's eyes darted downward and rested on me, or whatever it was she saw, so I also looked down. To my surprise, I was still pushing my bike! I'd walked my bike into the grocery store.

I chuckled and managed to get the words out in Dutch, "I'm not awake yet." I think it was my first official joke in Dutch. The woman laughed, so it must have worked. Well, I managed to get the bike turned around and parked it outside where it belonged. After that, I was wide awake.

When did you first discover that you were a writer?

While in Holland, before I knew the language, I needed an "out." A way to express myself, since I couldn't in the everyday world. So, I started writing. I always wrote as a kid, but I never planned on becoming a writer.

We had a Dutch exchange student when my daughters were in high school. Tell us the range of the kinds of books you enjoy reading.

Historicals and historical romance. Not much of a range, I guess. It's also what I write.

What other books have you written, whether published or not?

I wrote a historical romance about a half-breed Cheyenne warrior and a Dutch pioneer woman. I became intrigued with the Sand Creek Massacre and the fact that I grew up in Colorado and never knew about this horrific "holocaust." The idea of a Native American Christian coming face-to-face with white men who claimed to be Christians as they killed innocent people from his tribe, including children (all true according to history, by the way), really challenged me, so I had to write about it.

Not many houses want Native American stories, so that one isn't published.

The business is always changing. It's time may come. There were several books with Native American main characters that came out this year. How do you keep your sanity in our run, run, run world?

Good question. Yes, life in America is ten times faster than it was in Holland. It leaves me breathless. So, we say "no" to a lot of things. We have a family dinner with the kids and simply hide out at home.

How do you choose your characters’ names?

I do baby name searches online. Usually it's a name that either needs to be Dutch, Cheyenne, Greek, Latin, or Germanic. So, I look them up online and see what's out there; I also like to choose names with a meaning that "fits" their character. Other times they just come to me.

What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of?

Writing related: That I finished THE MASTER'S WALL. This story has been in me for years. Now on to the next in the series, YAHSHUA'S BRIDGE.

If you were an animal, which one would you be, and why?

A cat. So I can curl up and sleep all day.

What is your favorite food?

Indian food (India Indian, not Native American Indian).

What is the problem with writing that was your greatest roadblock, and how did you overcome it?

Not knowing the craft. So, I learned it. My Native American story mentioned above was my "practice novel." It won first place in the 2005 West Virginia Novel Competition, so I don't think it turned out too bad.

What advice would you give to an author just starting out?

Learn the craft! Get your hands on Dave King and Renni Browne's book Self-Editing for Fiction Writers. Or stop by my blog where Dave and other fabulous editors hang out, and learn about the craft: http://thebookdoctorbd.blogspot.com/.

Tell us about the featured book.

Below is the book jacket description.

Title: THE MASTER'S WALL

He fights for his freedom. She fights for her life. Together, they fight for each other.

After watching Roman soldiers drag his parents away to their death, David, a young Hebrew, is sold and enslaved to serve at a villa outside of Rome. David trains to become a skilled fighter. He works hard to please his master and hopes to earn his freedom. However, an opportunity to escape tempts him with its whispering call. Freedom beckons, but invisible chains hold him captive to the master's granddaughter, an innocent girl with a fiery spirit. David vows to protect Alethea from his master, the murderous patriarch, and contrives a daring plan—sacrifice his own life to save hers.

Please give us the first page of the book.

THE MASTER'S WALL

Rome, 76 A.D.

David tried not to cry, tried not to breathe or make a sound as he crept along the dark street. Careful not to trip on the flat stones, he recalled how that morning he’d taken this same path, chasing friends between the alleys, pretending they were gladiators fighting at the Circus Maximus. Now again he followed the enemy. Only this enemy was real. There were three of them. And they had taken his parents.

Mamma. Abba. He wanted to shout out their names, to cry out to them.

He could still feel Mamma’s hand in his. Could feel her letting go as the soldiers pulled her away. Could feel her stola ripping as he clutched it. All he had left was the shredded fabric from her dress still in his hand. How empty his hand felt now that she was gone.

He made a fist. All he had in the world. Snatched away. And now their lives might depend on him. On what he would do at this moment.

A lot of emotion there. How can readers find you on the Internet?

At my website: http://www.sandirog.com/
My personal blog: http://sandirog.blogspot.com/
Facebook and Twitter.

Sandi, thank you for the interesting peek into your life and writing.
 
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