Where You Write Featuring Rebecca Roland
Author of Shards of History
I’m excited to welcome Rebecca Roland to My Shelf Confessions today for her blog tour for her book Shards of History! She’s been generous to share with us a Where You Write post and give us an inside look into where she likes to write and give us a little tour!
My office is in the room that was probably intended to be a formal dining room. It opens into the kitchen as well as into a living area. There are no doors to shut out the rest of the house, and while that is sometimes inconvenient, I enjoy the openness of it. I love color, so I painted the walls “pepper” red. Looking over my shoulder as I write are the covers to I, Robot, The Grapes of Wrath, andA Farewell to Arms.
The cat often claims the desk when I’m not working there so she can look out the window at the street and the park. Whenever I need to think, I end up staring out that window. I’ve seen plenty of soccer games, a wedding, a man walking his cat on a leash, and even a trio of men filming a scene where a guy gets hauled away in a fake sheriff’s car by a fake sheriff. All this green just outside the window sometimes makes me forget that I live in a desert.
The bookshelves are crammed with books and miscellaneous items, like a cow painted with Las Vegas scenes (my husband and I got married in Vegas), a mug that a patient made for me (Arm Bender Extraordinaire!), and an ash tray that I won for making the most improvement in time at an autocross (I don’t smoke, and I’m not sure why an ash tray in the first place). The bookshelves hold fiction, autobiographies, cookbooks, bibles, poetry, books on child rearing and education, books on writing, and textbooks. I’m surprised they haven’t come crashing down yet.
When I need to step away from the desk, I usually end up writing on the patio outside, especially when the weather is warm. The furniture is comfy, the chairs are in the shade, and the dogs are always happy to keep me company. I sit in one chair and put my feet on the other. I bring a diet soda and some chocolate outside, and I’m all set. Here’s Ruby, our older Corgi, peeking out from under the table.
And this is the view from my chair. Look at all the green! I enjoy the fresh air, the roses, the buzzing of hummingbirds and bees, and the occasional butterfly. There’s an elementary school about a block away. I can hear the bells ring and the children laughing and shrieking in delight as they play. Sometimes it lulls me into relaxation and I end up nodding off. Shh! Don’t tell anybody.
Thanks so much for the tour! If you’re curious about Shards of History or want to find out more information about Rebecca Roland check out the links!
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Like all Taakwa, Malia fears the fierce winged creatures known as Jeguduns who live in the cliffs surrounding her valley. When the river dries up and Malia is forced to scavenge farther from the village than normal, she discovers a Jegudun, injured and in need of help.
Malia’s existence — her status as clan mother in training, her marriage, her very life in the village — is threatened by her choice to befriend the Jegudun. But she’s the only Taakwa who knows the truth: that the threat to her people is much bigger and much more malicious than the Jeguduns who’ve lived alongside them for decades. Lurking on the edge of the valley is an Outsider army seeking to plunder and destroy the Taakwa, and it’s only a matter of time before the Outsiders find a way through the magic that protects the valley — a magic that can only be created by Taakwa and Jeguduns working together.
Now Malia is in a race against time. She must warn the Jeguduns that the Taakwa march against them and somehow convince the Taakwa that their real enemy isn’t who they think it is before the Outsiders find a way into the valley and destroy everything she holds dear.