Thursday, 28 November 2013

November 29 - Highland Homecoming

$50 Amazon gift card,
 Scottish shortbread cookies, 
can cooler and mouse pad (US/CANADA ONLY)
 to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour!
Leave a comment for a chance to win! 

Highland Homecoming
by B.J. Scott


The last thing Alasdair Fraser expects to find on an isolated beach in Northern Scotland
 is a beautiful, unconscious lass. Unable to turn his back on someone in need, 
he delays his journey and tends to her injuries–an act that has him questioning
 his destiny and his plans to rejoin the fight for
 Scotland’s independence.

Will he drop the shield that guards his heart or will the secrets she fails to reveal
 and his own stubbornness keep them apart forever?


Northern Coast of Scotland. Summer 1308

Hooves pounded against rocks, surf, and sand as Alasdair Fraser pushed his mount beyond reasonable limits. Few things rivaled the thrill and exhilarating rush of mastering the powerful destrier between his thighs, controlling the magnificent beast with reins and will. The wind whipped through unbound hair and the tangy scent of the salty sea air filled Alasdair’s nostrils.

He’d ridden hard all afternoon, hoping to reach the stronghold of his longtime friend, Jayden Sinclair. But the sun had slipped below the horizon, the twilight sky ablaze with orange, red, and purple hues. Darkness would soon be upon him and he’d be forced to make camp for the night. He licked his parched lips and his stomach rumbled. Many hours had passed since he’d last eaten, but a hot meal and a tankard of ale would have to wait. Water, oatcakes, and a bit of dried venison would suffice until he reached his destination.

He dug in his heels, and the steed surged forward. The more distance they covered before nightfall, the shorter the journey would be on the morrow. But as they rounded a bend in the shoreline, Odin faltered, reared up on his hind legs, then began to dance nervously from side-to-side. The battle-hardened warhorse didn’t spook easily so Alasdair took heed of the animal’s uneasiness.

With one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, the other fisting the reins, he carefully surveyed the immediate area. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary, yet the niggling of trepidation gnawing at his gut led him to believe there was something amiss. He nudged the horse’s flank and the pair advanced with caution.

They’d only traveled a short distance up the beach when the sight of something a few yards ahead at the water’s edge brought them to an abrupt halt. With his heart hammering in his chest, Alasdair cupped his hand over his brow and narrowed his eyes, trying to get a better look. The image came into focus and he could make out the unmistakable outline of a person sprawled out on the shore.

“What is it, Odin? Or, should I say, who is it?”

While this could be someone in need, it might also be a trap, an enemy or bandit lying in wait. Without hesitation, Alasdair slid from the saddle, pulled a claymore from the baldric slung on his back, and raced down the beach on foot. Stopping a few feet away, he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Mo chreach!”

He sheathed his weapon and took a step closer. A young woman, wearing nothing more than a thin nightrail, lay motionless in the sand, the waves of the incoming tide lapping at her bare feet.

B.J. will be awarding a $50 Amazon gift card, Scottish shortbread cookies, can cooler and mouse pad (US/CANADA ONLY) to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour! 

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Welcome, B J: Here's a little segment I like to call 'Romancing the Novelist' where I ask an author the questions that interest me from a reader's point of view.

BJ Scott
 Thank you, Christine, for having me on your blog today.

What draws you as a reader to the romance genre?

I am a romantic at heart, enjoy seeing love triumph over adversity, and am sucker for a HEA ending. I am also an avid history buff so writing historical romance seemed the logical choice. I love doing the research, finding out something new that I can share while hopefully writing a story that will not only tug at the reader’s heartstrings, but teach them something new about a bygone era.

What's the most difficult part of writing a love story?

There is a fine line between what is considered a historical romance and what is considered a historical fiction. Staying on the proper side of that line is not easy when you have done your research and have so much to share. In historical romance the relationship drives the story. Historical facts and events are there to set the scenes between the hero and heroine, but should not become the primary focus of the book. But readers of historical romances want the book to be as authentic as possible and will point it out if you fail to deliver. Before women’s status changed in the early 1900s, they were often treated like property, were subservient, uneducated, and had no say in who they married. Readers sometimes forget that women were not always treated kindly and the hero does not always act in a way they would like them too. Customs and traditions, the fact that many historical romances take place during a time of war or hardships, plays a big role in relationships and why characters might act on impulse rather than logic.  Since the reader wants a strong, independent heroine, the author must create an admirable character with spirit, but be careful to maintain the authenticity of the time period. The hero must be honorable, brave and swoon worthy.  Finding the perfect blend, one that will catch the reader’s attention and capture their hearts, having the pulling for the relationship is perhaps one of the most difficult tasks. After the book is published, I often see things I would have changed.

Is creating a book title easy for you? Tell us about the process.

Titles seem to come easily for me. My first book, Highland Legacy was a working title, but the editor loved it so it stuck. Since I was writing a series, I selected titles that stayed with a similar theme and represented something significant in the book. Highland Legacy is about a turbulent time in Scottish history, when men and women had to fight for everything, including love. The key being that this history needed to be remembered and passed on to the next generation. Highland Quest shows the struggle of the youngest brother and his quest to find his destiny and happiness. Highland Homecoming is the final book in the series, it pulls the three books together and the hero must decide between duty and following his heart. Of returning to the place he was born, or starting a new life in a place he felt drawn to from the time he was a lad. 
One thing I also do is check to see if anyone else has used the same title in the past. I try to be unique if I can and select a title that has not been used before.

Do your characters love the direction you take or do they have other ideas?

I have a basic idea of who my characters are and what makes them tick, but as the book is written things often change. Nothing is carved in stone, be it the plot or the characters until I write the end. Even then there is a chance the characters will change or take a different direction than originally planned. Watching you characters evolve and take on their own personality is very rewarding.

Share an interesting but little known fact about yourself.

Wow, that is a hard one. I guess the fact that when faced with writer block, I fill my claw foot tub with hot water and lavender bath oil, climb in, and while soaking I write. It amazes me how things come into focus and problem areas disappear along with the tension of the day. I have been known to spend several hours in the tub, working through a difficult chapter. In the end, besides looking like a prune ;)  I usually have a finished idea.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

With a passion for historical romance, history in general, and anything Celtic, B.J. always has an exciting work in progress. Each story offers a blend of romance, adventure, suspense, and, where appropriate, a dab of comic relief. Carefully researched historical facts are woven into each manuscript, providing a backdrop from which steamy romance, gripping plots, and vivid characters—dashing alpha heroes and resourceful, beguiling heroines you can’t help but admire—spring to life. A member of RWA, World Romance Writers, Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, and Savvy Authors, B.J. also writes contemporary, paranormal, time travel, and romantic suspense.

C.S. Lewis first captivated B. J.’s imagination in the fourth grade, and her desire to write sprang from there. Following a career in nursing and child and youth work, B.J. married her knight-in-shining-armor, and he whisked her away to his castle by the sea. In reality, they share their century-old home in a small Canadian town on the shore of Lake Erie with three dogs and a cat. When she is not working at her childcare job, on her small business, or writing, you will find her reading, camping, or antique hunting.

Buy links

Highland Homecoming( book 3 of Fraser Brother Trilogy)

Highland Quest (book 2 of Fraser Brother Trilogy)

Highland Legacy: (book 1 of Fraser Brother Trilogy)






  1. I have never read an historical romance novel. Looks good though.

    1. Thanks for dropping by Catherine. I will warn you, once you read a historical romance you might become hooked.

  2. LOVE LOVE LOVE a man in a kilt . and irish and scottish accent, is so sexy
    tami bates

    1. Aye, you are right o all counts Tami ;)

      One thing many are not aware of is that men in the 1300s and 1400s wore trews ( breaches) or tights under a long belted tunic,, not a kilt. Despite what we see in movies and read in some books. The kilt as we know it evolved between the late 1500 and mid 1700s. In the beginning it was, basically a long length of plaid wrapped around the man's body, belted at the waist and the remainder tossed over their shoulder. Plaid, while used synonymously with kilts is actually a term for fabric used for a cloak or blanket and was around long before the actual kilt. The kilt as we know it came into play in the mid 1700s and clan tartans are a relatively new concept, post 1700s. That said, gotta love a man in a kilt and what they wear under it is as many suspect...nothing ;) I do have a kilt on the cover of my first book but the cover artist did such a nice job, my editor decided readers would forgive the error in favor of a swoon-worthy cover ;)

      Thanks so much for dropping by and good luck with the draw

  3. I want to thank Christine for hosting me today. I look forward to visiting with you and those who drop by. Any questions, please feel free to ask and I will do my best to answer them ;)

  4. The bathtub thing makes sense! I get my best thoughts in the bathtub/shower...can't bring a pen and paper with me though!

    andralynn7 AT gmail DOT com

    1. no, paper gets wet if you shower, but I have a small table outside the tub and net book that is not plugged in of course. If careful, it would amaze people who much I can accomplish. Get pretty wrinkled but it is worth it to have the story advance

  5. Thanks for sharing an excerpt with us!!


  6. Nice interview

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  7. Great interview and excerpt!!
    Thanks for the chance to win!
    natasha_donohoo_8 at hotmail dot com

  8. Absolutely love Scottish historical romances ... there's just something about a man in a kilt! Or, out of a kilt for that matter! Looking forward to reading this third installment. I'm a Fraser by marriage. I dare say if my ex was as hunky as your heroes, I might still be married!

    Good luck with your tour!

  9. LOL, you made me smile Nancy. Not too many women would toss out Jimmy Thomas. When I was sent my first cover, my husband stood in the kitchen and struck a pose, said he was the model. After I stopped ROTFL I patted him on the back and said nice thought, but real life is waiting lol Thanks for dropping by and good luck with the draw.

  10. If I don't read this soon, I might be the one yelling Mo chreach! ghwasd at gmail dot com