I'm having serious bookish moments this week. I wouldn't want to be accused of not sharing...ツ So please welcome bestselling romance author Cathryn Hein back to my blog.
"Cathryn loves nothing more than a rugged rural hero who’s as good with his heart as he is with his hands, which is probably why she writes them! Her romances are warm and emotional, and feature themes that don’t flinch from the tougher side of life but are often happily tempered by the antics of naughty animals. Her aim is to make you smile, sigh, and perhaps sniffle a little, but most of all feel wonderful."
After the success of Cathryn's Summer and the Groomsman, she released April's Rainbow (much to the delight of her fans). I couldn't resist asking Cathryn back to tell us about April's Rainbow.
And for added pleasure - Cathryn has shared an excerpt.
Thanks for inviting me on your blog, Jennie. What a delight to be here.
It’s been a month since the book of my heart APRIL’S RAINBOW released and to say I’m thrilled with the response would be an understatement. The reviews and feedback have been amazing, not to mention humbling, with phrases like “packs an emotional punch” and “compelling and deeply emotional” and “cuts straight to the heart” common.
From the first stirrings of this story I knew APRIL’S RAINBOW was special. There was something truly magical about the characters. Tristan, the hero, is painfully shy yet so full of integrity and courage. April is wild, talented and tragic, but capable of bringing great beauty and joy to the world. Together they form a deep connection, one that sees them both growing and changing, but it’s a connection overshadowed by April’s past. And the shadows keep growing darker.
There is so much I adore about this story but one of the main things is Tristan’s steadfastness. He loves April - LOVES her! - even though he’s aware that doing so holds great risk. For Tristan, April is worth anything.
Typing that makes sigh and get a bit misty-eyed from the romanticism of it. A man who loves you so much that he’s willing to sacrifice his own heart, his own lifelong dreams for you? Yes, please!
Excerpt from April's Rainbow by Cathryn Hein
It was nearing the end of June when April arrived at Rainbow. I’d been on the property six weeks by then, settled into the two-bedroom, simple limestone cottage that came with the job, which sat a couple of paddocks and a long slope down from the main house.
Mostly I’d been getting to know the place. Driving around its hills with my kelpie Holly, inspecting the facilities, checking paddock and rainfall records, and buying sheep. Rainbow was just short of a thousand acres, with the main house a late 1800’s single storey bluestone construction with a verandah running all the way round. One of those small but historic houses not uncommon to the area, but renovated to provide modern comforts. Improvements included a three-stand shearing shed, two sets of sheep yards, a couple of silos, and some decaying cattle yards.
As it turned out, Junior’s generous terms had proved an understatement. The contract had a few weird clauses that had given me pause for all of two seconds, but pause all the same. In layman’s terms, I could run whatever I wanted on my allocation, however I liked, as long as I gave due care for the land and improvements. Sheep, cattle, goats, if I chose. Or nothing. It was up to me because April didn’t know the first thing about farming, and she had other things in mind for Rainbow.
For her special part of it, anyway.
The main house was situated off the road on top of one of the property’s many hills. Behind it, a small five or so acre paddock sloped down to the highway. Across from there, another hill rose up, topped with a cairn to mark Major Mitchell’s trail. A tourist drive looped from the road toward it, ending in a small parking space that offered a sweeping view of the land to the north.
As a local I’d never thought much of it, but a day didn’t pass without someone driving up to the cairn for a look and to be battered by the wind that howled across the unprotected cleared hills for miles.
April never called to say she was coming.
The first I knew was when I saw a metallic red Range Rover parked in front of the house one morning, every one of its doors open. I didn’t know what to expect. Junior hadn’t revealed much and I hadn’t wanted to ask. The only artist I’d known personally was my mum’s cousin Mary, who lived outside of Warrnambool and painted seascapes in thick oils in such a way that it was like the paint formed waves of its own. Two of Mary’s paintings hung in the lounge at Oakvale, given as presents in the days before Mary began to command more than the price of a good secondhand ute for her works.
I guess I’d expected someone like her. Older, a bit crusty and paint splattered. Absent-minded, always looking at people and scenes in a way that made you think they weren’t looking at you or the view at all, but something in their mind’s eye, as if reality was too boring.
What I got with April was a little of that but much more. So very much more.
Thank you, Cathryn!
If you enjoy books that make you reach for the tissues but promise a happy smile at the end, that feature memorable characters and stunning settings, then April's Rainbow is for you. Grab your copy in ebook or paperback today and prepare to have your heartstrings tugged.
If you’d like to learn more about APRIL’S RAINBOW or any of Cathryn Hein’s books, please visit her website. You can also connect via Facebook, Twitter using @CathrynHein, Google+ and Goodreads.
It's always a pleasure to have you talk about your books on my blog, Cathryn ツ
And if there are any readers here who haven't yet read a Cathryn Hein book - you don't know what you're missing!
Come back for a visit tomorrow when I'll be sharing some bookish love with another Aussie author of rural romance, this one currently living in Texas.
“Reading is dreaming with your eyes open.” ~ Anonymous
"We may not have everything in life we want but at least we can have it all in a book." ~ Jennie Jones