Out of the Broom Closet by Sable Hunter and Rebecca Schaefer #MuseMonday #Romance

MUSE MONDAY

What a fun guest post I have for you today. This is a definite tell-all so kick back and enjoy!

They say write what you know – and I have. In fourteen years, I have funneled my various interests and life experiences into 70+ romance novels with varying themes. Since I was raised in the country, I could write about cowboys and rural life with relative ease. With my family hailing from South Louisiana, I enjoyed penning stories set in the bayou country with respectful nods to the Cajun and Creole lifestyle. Really, the universe of connected series I have written contain everything from cowboys to bikers, with a sprinkling of lawmen and firemen thrown in for good measure. Mostly, I have prided myself in creating stories starring three-dimensional characters with layers of emotion and intrigue.

Lately since we have two little girls in the family, I have felt the need to structure my tales with a little less explicitness. This is the reason some of the books are being released under my sweet penname, Rebecca Schaefer, instead of the one I’m best known for – Sable Hunter.

One of the things I enjoy most is weaving myself into the books, and I do this more often than not. Anyone who reads my body of work will end up knowing me pretty well. A few days ago, I was sitting drinking coffee with my cousin who was regaling me with how she makes a quilt. She says the process fulfills her, and it’s a way of leaving something behind that she created with her own two hands for loved ones to remember her by.

To tell you the truth, I was a bit jealous. Now, I’m not crafty – at all. I can play the piano, sing, write a song, a poem, a book, etc. – but that’s my limit. I enjoyed listening to Janice explain how she creates the design, cuts the blocks, pieces the pattern together, then finishes off with a complimentary border. While she painted her visual picture, I realized I create a book in a similar fashion, piecing it all together in a pleasing tapestry of words. I wouldn’t want to write an autobiography, or just hand one of my girls my diary – on the surface I’m pretty boring. Maybe I should view these romance novels I create as a way of pressing my memories, my thoughts, and my dreams between the pages for my friends and loved ones to find glimpses of me once I’m gone.

One facet of my existence that I find to be interesting to others is my involvement with the supernatural. In my family, we refer to it as the supernormal, because magic has always been part of our life. For generations, the women in my line have worked with herbs and crystals. My great-grandmother was the village wise woman who dispensed medicine, read tea leaves, and burned candles for others who needed a little extra help with things. I do this too. We don’t think its extraordinary. With us its not a religion, its just the way we interact with the world. We call it hoodoo or rootwork. My folks go to church on Sunday morning and make mojo bags in the afternoon. I used to try and hide this element of my life, but now I’m finding most folks appreciate the idea and long for a little bit more magic in their own life – so I’ve come out of the broom closet! Let me show you my

‘craft’ area where I keep my oils, crystal, etc. Of course, I work my real magic in the recliner where I write. Ha!    

So, please allow me to introduce you to the witches of Wildflower Way in my sweet series called Moon Magic. There is much of my life in these books. The spells are real and many of the happenings come from my own experience. Most of the paranormal events are taken from my ghost-hunting days. I enjoyed this odd past time before it became a popular thing to do. My aim was to prove to myself that love exists beyond the grave. In summation, these books are full of love, mystery, suspense, magic – and me!

Below is the cover, the link, and the blurb for A WISHING MOON. The second in the series, A CRESCENT MOON has been released also – with a third, ZAC’S BLUE MOON coming later in 2021.

So, I invite you to read these books and get to know me a little better.

Thank you for listening to me ramble.

Rebecca Schaefer/Sable Hunter.     

  

Arabella Landry is a witch on a mission. She is desperately seeking the incredible man who haunts her dreams. With the help of the powerful women in her family, she finds him. Unfortunately, he is completely paralyzed, a prisoner within his own body. 

Jade Landale, a career Texas politician, falls head over heels for the beautiful woman who refuses to give up on him. Soon, his world turns topsy-turvy as he finds himself embroiled in a world of magic, murder, and the sweetest love he could possibly imagine.

The Moon Magic Series invites you to visit an enchanted world of love, suspense, and the supernatural. Each book introduces a romantic couple and a new mystery. Since the series centers around a magical family, you never have to say goodbye to a character, their stories and adventures will continue. Please join the witches of Wildflower Way and bring a little magic into your own life.    

Angelique rubbed some condensation off the window at her side. “You saw love in the scrying bowl, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I did.” Nanette briefly met her friend’s gaze as the lights from a passing car flashed through the interior of the Jag. “I don’t think I was wrong about that, do you? Who knew we’d have two fine young men come into our lives?”

“Yaya…”

Arabella’s plea didn’t fall on deaf ears. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m not going to say anything to embarrass you.”

“Oh, Lordy,” she moaned softly. Next, her grandmother would be asking Jade his intentions. Not that she wouldn’t like to know them herself. She couldn’t help but worry how much longer she’d have with him. Soon, he’d return to his everyday life. Would there be room in his world for her then?

“Shush, it’s okay.” Feeling her grow tense, he entwined his fingers with hers, giving them a gentle, reassuring squeeze. “What is scrying, Ms. Beaureguarde?” he asked, deftly changing the subject the way he often did in interviews when the topic wasn’t one he cared to discuss.

Given Nanette’s gift of gab and her innate desire to teach, she dove right into her explanation. “Well, scrying is a method of seeing into the unknown – past, present, or future. Instead of using tarot cards, tea leaves, or a crystal ball, one stares into a dark reflective surface. Some use obsidian, some use dark mirrors. I, like Nostradamus, peer into water held in a black glass bowl. Tap water might do for some, but I use water from an ancient well blessed by a Haitian voodoo queen.”

Jade and Arabella listened politely as she spoke about when she would scry and what she would see. Arabella did notice she avoided recounting the painful visions, relating only the ones that brought joy or intrigue. As Nanette shared with Jade, with him asking appropriate questions at appropriate times, Arabella let their exchange soothe her. When she was fully relaxed, she became aware of Jade tracing a pattern in her palm with the tip of one finger. Stilling herself completely, she concentrated on his touch. Her heart raced when she realized he was writing something over and over. I want you. I want you. I want you.

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