Christmas Story Cover Reveal & Giveaway!
HERE IT IS!!!!!!
I’ve kept this secret for so long, it’s almost killed me! But it’s finally here. My 2015 Christmas story cover for the world to see!! (I’m so excited it’s ridiculous)
That’s right, folks. We’re off to the Outback for Christmas this year!! I can’t tell you how much I loved visiting these boys again. I found the cover images and sent them to the fabulous Sara York and almost cried when I saw how gorgeous the cover turned out. It suits the series PERFECTLY.
Now you know why every part of the cover had to be a secret! If I showed just one corner, or gave any hints, ya’ll would have guessed it straight away!
Okay, so the story details are:
It’s 14,500 word story, told in Charlie’s pov. It will be .99c and available at all retail sites from December 11th. (Please know that B&N and Apple take longer than others) but I will post the pre-order links ASAP.
Leave a comment here and tell me your best Christmas memory. Enter the draw for a copy of Red Dirt Christmas. The giveaway closes on 11th December at 9am EST.
Travis had been here at Sutton Station for just over a year. We were technically engaged, not that we’d told anyone. He was happy just knowin’ I’d said yes, and I had some head-clearin’ stuff to work through. Knowing I was good enough for Trav was one thing, but knowing if I was good enough to be a husband and father was somethin’ else entirely.
Life at Sutton Station had never been better. Business was strong, Trudy and Bacon’s little baby, Gracie, was a few weeks old now and as cute as a button, Ma’s health was good, and my relationship with Laura and Sam was in a pretty good place. And Travis? Well, life with him was still all kinds of perfect.
But, to Travis’s dismay, Christmas at the Station was just another day. Another day of getting up before the sun, feeding animals, fixin’ what needed fixin’, and checking water troughs all while tryin’ to keep out of the blistering heat.
And this year weren’t much different. Only that it was Travis’s first Sutton Station Christmas. The fact we didn’t go all out with decorations and celebrations baffled him, and if I was bein’ truthful, it disappointed him too.
Which was why I had to make it a special kind of Christmas…
There are also some author notes at the beginning of the story, which I will post here for a heads up.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
This book uses Australian English spelling and grammar. There will be words like brumbies (wild horses) Macca’s (McDonald’s) and a serious lack of g’s on most ing words. There are also run-on hyphenated sentences. It’s just how Charlie speaks.
Anyone familiar with the Red Dirt Heart series, will know it spans the seasons. In RDH1 when Travis arrives, it’s summer, RDH2 is autumn/winter, RDH3 is spring and RDH4, being Trav’s pov, is back to summer and spans another year. Christmas in Australia is in summer, so according to the actual timeline of the series, Travis’ first Christmas falls between RDH3 and RDH4, though it is not mentioned.
So, like a small snippet of something that didn’t technically happen, this Christmas story is of Travis’ first Christmas at Sutton Station, therefore falls between books 3 and 4. They’re not married, there’s no Milly.
A small reminder of where the storyline was up to… Travis has asked Charlie to marry him, but they’ve not told anyone yet. Trudy and Bacon have just had their first baby, Gracie, and Nugget still steals every scene he’s in.
Stay tuned for the pre-order links.
I grew up with both grandmothers living within a mile, and lots of aunts, uncle and cousins nearby. Christmas was always a huge gathering at both grandmother’s house. It was always my favorite time of the year. However, my very favorite “Christmas” was just my husband and I. We met and married while we were both in the Army. After 4 months of marriage, he received military orders for a 1 year unaccompanied tour in Korea. He would be leaving in November. We had our own Christmas before he left. Picnics have always been our thing (he proposed during a picnic), so we had a picnic in front of the fireplace and a tiny little Christmas tree. Good memories!
My best Christmas memory was spend Christmas at home with my son, and my parents, in my new home, I just bought month before. New home, new dreams.