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		<title>Author Interview with Jennifer Chastain</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2020 09:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Welcome to the blog, Jennifer! Tell us a little bit about yourself: My husband, Ronnie, and I will have been married for twenty-six years this November. Wow – time sure flies! When we met, we were both attending our church’s singles ministry. That next year, I was asked to direct the Easter Passion Play so [&#8230;]</p>
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<p><strong>Welcome to the blog, Jennifer! Tell us a little bit about yourself:</strong></p>
<p>My husband, Ronnie, and I will have been married for twenty-six years this November. Wow – time sure flies! When we met, we were both attending our church’s singles ministry. That next year, I was asked to direct the Easter Passion Play so I had a lot of extras to recruit. I started with the singles department and asked Ronnie to be one of the Roman soldiers. It was a life changing experience, not only to direct but to also date and get to know my future husband. For the past 5 years, we have been host parents to several international students that attended the Christian school. It was such a privilege to be able to parent these boys and see them mature into the young men they are today. They have become the children of my heart.</p>
<p><strong>Describe your story in 5 sentences or less:</strong></p>
<p><em><strong>The Mistletoe Contract</strong></em> is a sweet, contemporary, faith-filled marriage of convenience story that takes place in the small, fictional southern town of Providence NC. Nathan Rutledge needs a wife to assume leadership at his family’s company, Rutledge Corporate Developers, Incorporated. Meredith Mitchell is the forensic accountant sent to RCD, Inc. to scour their financial transactions. Meredith is the last person Nate ever expected to see again, and Meredith? Well let’s just say she and Nate have history that causes the sparks to fly as they work to uncover the embezzler. And when Nate and Meredith enter into a marriage of convenience, is it an answer to both their prayers or a recipe for disaster?</p>
<p><strong>What is the inspiration behind your story?</strong></p>
<p>I love all things Christmas – I always have. We used to live in a small town and every year, we would go select our Christmas tree and then Dad would cut it down. Growing up, there was no other time of year that was as magical as Christmas. A couple of years ago, I attended a writing camp and while there, met a couple of other writers with whom I am now friends. When I got back, Hallmark had started playing their Christmas movies. Well, I also like the reality show, Married at First Sight, where the participants are matched but don’t meet their spouse until their wedding day. I’ve read a lot of fake marriage/fiancé/boyfriend stories. I started to ask some “what if” questions. Such as, what if the characters were really married? That would create a whole new dynamic that the couple would have to work through. I also wanted to include some local areas of interest. I included a scene from McAdenville, NC – they call their little town “Christmas Town USA”. The entire town is decorated with lights and lawn displays, in fact, the entire town looks like something straight out of a Hallmark movie!</p>
<p><strong>What was the catalyst for your interest in writing?</strong></p>
<p>I’ve always loved to read, even as a little girl. Over twenty years ago, I noticed that there weren’t a whole lot of Christian authors out in the marketplace, except for a lot of historical fiction authors with a few contemporary authors here and there. I stumbled upon Terri Blackstock’s writing and loved the themes she brought into her suspense stories. When I found a writer I liked, I purchased their stories and eagerly awaited their next release. But it always seemed it took forever for the next book to release. And when Kindle and digital books came along, I downloaded a lot of books. And I mean a LOT! And truthfully, some of them weren’t very good. I knew there had to be a specific structure/outline to writing a book. But where would I find it? And then life happened and so many things were going on in my personal life until fifteen years passed. But God wouldn’t let me rest. He put this desire in me to write. Six years ago I did a Google search on how to write a novel. The first response was Novel Academy/My Book Therapy’s website. My stomach was in knots as I signed up for the Story Crafter course taught by Susan May Warren. And I guess you could say the rest is history.</p>
<p><strong>Who was your favorite character to create?</strong></p>
<p>I think it’s a toss-up between Meredith and Nate’s sister, Tori. Both of these women have a lot of layers to them. But, I really love Tori’s personality. She’s a secondary character but she is fun, quirky, and has a depth to her I didn’t realize when I started writing this book. She hides her hurts behind this bubbly mask of “everything is great!” when in reality, she’s been deeply hurt. Eventually, I think I’m going to have to write her story. She’s just not been very “talkative” yet.</p>
<p><strong>Are you a plotter or a pantser?</strong></p>
<p>I’m definitely a plotter! In my job, I’m always making lists so this habit carries over to my writing as well. I have to know which direction my story is going or else I’ll get lost in the weeds, so to speak. Sometimes, my characters might take a detour but that can be a good thing because it takes the story in a slightly different direction or adds an extra element of tension to the scene.</p>
<p><strong>What does your family think of your writing?</strong></p>
<p>My husband has been very supportive of me. It’s been a long-held dream come true for me to have a story published. All my family members are very excited to see my book in print. It’s been a long road to publication, with lots of struggles and doubts, but my family has been there for me the entire time, cheering me on.</p>
<p><strong>Are you part of a writing group?</strong></p>
<p>Yes, there is a group of 4 of us here in the Charlotte area that meet once a month for critiques. We met at Word Weavers and at the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference. Now, we meet virtually once a month to offer critiques, brainstorm or discuss social media and what we can do to boost our numbers. I’m also a member of My Book Therapy/Novel Academy.</p>
<p><strong>What’s next for you as an author?</strong></p>
<p>Right now, I’m working a couple of different stories. I’m editing a completed manuscript and hope to have that in the editor’s hands in the next couple of weeks. I’ve also plotted out a new story, set in the same small southern town as <em><strong>The Mistletoe Contract.</strong></em> I’m hoping to write most of that during the months of November and December, with some heavy editing over the Christmas holidays.</p>
<p><strong>That sounds wonderful! Here&#8217;s your lovely book cover, blurb, and a short excerpt:</strong></p>
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<p><strong>He needs a wife. She needs money. Is their modern-day marriage an answer to their prayers or a disaster waiting to happen? </strong><strong> </strong></p>
<p>Confirmed bachelor, Nathan Rutledge shut his heart to romance when he was forced to break the heart of the only woman he ever truly loved. Now, with his father’s retirement from the family conglomerate, the torch has been passed to him. But there are two problems—first, he needs a wife in order to take over the family business. Second, someone has been embezzling company funds. With the pressure mounting, and time expiring to find both a wife he can trust and the thief, Nate needs a Christmas miracle.</p>
<p>Forensic Accountant, Meredith Mitchell’s life is in a shambles. Her mother needs a lifesaving transplant, Mom’s medical bills have bankrupted Meredith’s meager savings, and she’s sold everything of value, but it’s still not enough. To make matters worse, she’s now tasked with discovering accounting errors for a new client—none other than Nathan Rutledge—the same man who gave her a broken heart for Christmas eight years ago.</p>
<p>Meredith wants to run. Nate wants the chance to right his wrongs. So, naturally, when he proposes a modern-day marriage of convenience, she balks at the idea. But he desperately needs a wife, and she really needs the money he offers. Is this the answer to her prayers? Or will this mutually beneficial arrangement re-open old wounds that can’t be healed?</p>
<p><strong>The excerpt:</strong></p>
<p>Meredith closed the door with a soft click and propped herself against the wall. Tilting her head up, she released a huge sigh. She hated lying to her mother. Weariness settled deep in her bones. Her to-do list for the wedding grew with each passing hour. She had a lot to accomplish between now and Friday morning.</p>
<p>“Penny for your thoughts?”</p>
<p>Meredith’s eyes popped open. “Nate! You scared me!” Facing off with her fiancé, she straightened her spine. “What’re you doing here?”</p>
<p>His back against the wall, he crossed his ankles. Even after working all day, Nate still appeared fresh. When she glanced at her gray dress pants, the red sauce stain from her rushed dinner glared at her. She was wrinkly… and frumpy.</p>
<p>Nate frowned, his gaze roving over her.</p>
<p>Meredith moved her purse from her shoulder and held it in front of the stain. “I’m sorry. That was unkind.”</p>
<p>“I didn’t mean to intrude.”</p>
<p>She pulled herself up to her full height. “You didn’t. It’s… I didn’t expect to see you.” At least, not until their wedding day, giving her a couple of days to steel her emotions against his all-American boy-next-door charm. Why did he have to ruin her well-thought-out plan? His nearness sent her pulse into overdrive.</p>
<p>Nate turned toward her and rested one hand on the wall above her head. He was so close she saw the golden flecks ringing his pupils. “Can’t a guy see his fiancée before the wedding?” The low timbre of Nate’s voice raised goose bumps on her arms, and her heart rate kicked up another notch.</p>
<p>Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and she licked her dry lips before her gaze settled on his mouth. “Yeah, sure.”</p>
<p>Nate’s free hand came up and traced a line down her cheek. Meredith closed her eyes.</p>
<p>She had to stop this flood of emotion. Why was he doing this to her? His spicy cologne wafted between them. Comforted her. Shoot. Nate smelled <em>good</em>.</p>
<p>“Nate… please… someone will see us.” Meredith swallowed hard, and her breaths came in short gasps.</p>
<p>“So?”</p>
<p>“This is supposed to be a business relationship. No funny business. You promised.”</p>
<p>Meredith scooted out from under his arm and hurried down the tiled hallway, her steps echoing in the empty space. She needed air. And personal space. “Is there a reason you stopped by?”</p>
<p>Nate fell in step beside Meredith. She scampered down the hall to the elevator bank.</p>
<p>Nate touched her arm, and they stood facing each other in front of the elevator. “Have a cup of coffee with me?” His blue eyes held a glimmer of amusement.</p>
<p>Shock or maybe desire rooted Meredith’s feet to the floor.</p>
<p>The elevator door opened, and two nurses in scrubs emerged. Meredith entered and jabbed the first-floor button. When she looked up into the polished steel doors, she met Nate’s steady gaze. Turning to face him, she crossed her arms. “Why, Nate? What are you trying to do to me? We have an agreement.”</p>
<p>Nate matched her stance, a smirk on his face. “I have no clue what you’re talking about.”</p>
<p>Meredith snorted, and her lips stretched into a sneer. “Oh, come on. You cannot seriously be this clueless.”</p>
<p>He stepped closer, his hands in his pockets, causing her to back up a couple of steps. “This attraction—you’re not immune to it, either, are you?”</p>
<p>Shaking her head, Meredith braced her back against the elevator car. “No, you’re wrong. This isn’t the type of relationship you’re thinking about.” She bit her lower lip.</p>
<p>Nate’s warm breath whispered against her ear, and chill bumps raced up and down her arms. “But it could be. Think of how much fun we’d have.”</p>
<p>His nearness muddled her mind. But she was older now. Wiser. Fool me once and all that. She’d be doggoned if he’d fool her again with his sweet talk. Before she answered, the elevator doors opened with a whoosh. Saved by the bell.</p>
<p>Meredith darted into the parking deck. “I don’t think so,” she said over her shoulder. “I’ll see you tomorrow at 4:00 to finalize the details.”</p>
<p><strong>You can buy this book here: <a href="https://amzn.to/2GMqswq">https://amzn.to/2GMqswq</a></strong></p>
<p><strong>About the author </strong></p>
<p>Jennifer Chastain is a member of ACFW, ACFW-NC, and My Book Therapy/Novel Academy. Several of her other stories were finalists in the Blue Ridge Mountains Foundations contest and she was a finalist in the Touched by Love contest, sponsored by the Faith, Hope, and Love chapter of RWA. Her contemporary romance stories contain the themes of redemption, grace, and forgiveness.</p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2020 08:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Bet that grabbed your attention. No? Well, if you follow me on social media, you’ll realize we weren’t exactly on the brink of divorce. I’m grateful to this pandemic because our marriage has been strengthened and has even thrived during this otherwise horrible year. We celebrated 32 years of marriage this past March, just when [&#8230;]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bet that grabbed your attention. No? Well, if you follow me on social media, you’ll realize we weren’t exactly on the brink of divorce. I’m grateful to this pandemic because our marriage has been strengthened and has even thrived during this otherwise horrible year.</p>
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<p>We celebrated 32 years of marriage this past March, just when the lockdown hit everywhere. That’s an excellent length of time these days. We have friends who didn’t make it and ended up divorced. We’ve had our own difficult and soul-gutting times ourselves. But we have always come through the other side, mainly because we’re both too stubborn to quit.</p>
<p>Over the past five years, my husband’s military career had put him in two increasingly stressful jobs. So stressful his blood pressure became alarmingly high, and I was afraid for his health. We were living in the same home, but his exceptionally long hours at work meant we were passing in the bedroom and shower a lot of the time. We both felt disconnected, communication suffered, and frustrations mounted. Neither of us liked the situation but his work couldn’t be changed so we tried our best to adjust our perspectives and ride it out.</p>
<p>Then came the pandemic and the order to “work from home”. One might think these kinds of pressures would make matters worse, but in my eyes, nothing could’ve been better. Aside from our fears about getting the virus from shopping for groceries and the perpetual quest for toilet paper, everything in our lives came to a grinding halt. Although he still had his work Blackberry “attached to his wrist”, as I liked to call it, and he was on call 24/7, because the world had slowed down, so had military training operations.</p>
<p>My husband’s blood pressure went down to normal for the first time in years. He began sleeping more than five  hours at a time. We both relaxed because our adult children with special needs live at home with us and we didn’t have the additional anxiety that other friends whose adult children lived in group homes did. And we had the chance to sit and have coffee together and actually have a conversation!</p>
<p>It felt like a miracle to me. I realize it sounds silly—you couldn’t talk to your husband before the virus hit? Yes, but not in the same manner as we did when we were on a forced lock down. While other people were on social media moaning about being stuck together in their homes, we were enjoying playing Scrabble, UNO with our kids, completing puzzles with them, and reading books for the first time in months.</p>
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<p>We had time together with our dogs, an extra dose of relaxation that comforted us. When we suddenly lost our golden retriever, Valour, to lung cancer at the end of April, I was so happy that we’d had that 24/7 time with him to enjoy what ended up being his final days with us. It was a gift.</p>
<p>And I felt like we “saw” each other for the first time in a long time. My husband found an unusual hobby—watch collecting. He came upon a new group of fellows to hang out with online, and enjoyed digging into the history of watch-making. I upped my own hobbies and renewed interests with online friends. I completed my novel <em>NORTHERN PROTECTOR</em> and turned it into my editor in May. And my husband, being home, had time to read it before I sent it in. It felt like we were enjoying my writing together. Another new experience!</p>
<p>Has it all been sunshine and roses? Not at all. I know we’re lucky in that none of our family has suffered from the virus. We haven’t lost income or jobs. But I wouldn’t give back these months at home for anything. I’m fine with life flowing at an easier pace. I love our new weekend rituals around special meals and watching movies on Disney+ with our kiddos.</p>
<p>There’s no doubt we’ll look back on the year 2020 as an historical turning point for many things in society: how we handle public health, view sports and other live events, experience school, and what constitutes “polite” behaviour by wearing face masks to protect ourselves and others. This crazy year of a pandemic mixed with heightening climate change is as traumatic as 1918 and the Spanish Flu was to that generation. I’m just grateful for the benefit it’s had to my marriage and my family and I’m holding on to those intangibles along with my faith.</p>
<p>What benefits have you found during this season of stress from the pandemic?</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>&#160; &#160; When we were &#8220;young marrieds&#8221; my husband commuted to&#160; work out of town and I stayed home with our two special needs kiddos. Our address was RR#2 and I had no car at the time, so back in this Pleistocene era before the internet and cell phones, my only social interactions took place [&#8230;]</p>
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<div class="paragraph">&nbsp; &nbsp; When we were &#8220;young marrieds&#8221; my husband commuted to&nbsp; work out of town and I stayed home with our two special needs kiddos. Our address was RR#2 and I had no car at the time, so back in this Pleistocene era before the internet and cell phones, my only social interactions took place by telephone.The landline kind, that hung on your kitchen wall.&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;My father-in-law, God bless him, used to phone me at lunch time once in a while, &#8220;just to check in&#8221; and see how I was doing during the day, and one day &#8211; the day AFTER Valentine&#8217;s Day &#8211; he got more than he bargained for, poor man.&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&#8220;Paul completely forgot Valentine&#8217;s Day!&#8221; I wailed, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t get a card or anything!&#8221; Tears, drama, hiccups.&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &#8220;Valentine&#8217;s Day? It was Valentine&#8217;s Day?&#8221; said my father-in-law. &#8220;I guess I didn&#8217;t get Mum anything either, then.&#8221;&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&#8220;WHAT?&#8221; I started to realize where my beloved might have gotten his forgetful genes from, &#8220;how can you possibly forget Valentine&#8217;s Day? There&#8217;s decorations all over the mall he eats lunch at every DAY!&#8221; (I was quite dramatic, as I recall) &#8220;It&#8217;s on the radio, there&#8217;s chocolate boxes on display in every grocery store &#8211; how can any man forget Valentine&#8217;s Day???&#8221;&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&#8220;Now, Laurie,&#8221; my father-in-law put on his best &#8220;I&#8217;m about to teach you a valuable lesson on marriage&#8221; voice, &#8220;that stuff is great when you&#8217;re dating or engaged but it has nothing to do with being married. Paul loves you and you shouldn&#8217;t need a card to prove it to you.&#8221;&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Uhuh.</p>
<p>&nbsp;&nbsp; I don&#8217;t exactly remember how the rest of the conversation went but I know there was more &#8220;lesson-chatting&#8221;. And certainly, that was early on in our marriage and we&#8217;ve been married thirty years now. I&#8217;ve come to realize there ARE more important things than Valentine&#8217;s cards. (In fact, Paul&#8217;s given me many beautiful cards over the years.)</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Which made me think this week, of all the &#8220;unromantic&#8221; things he&#8217;s done &#8211; some of them many, many times &#8211; which have proven to be more loving and romantic than any dozen roses, or chocolates, or Valentine cards could ever be.&nbsp;</p>
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<li>Going out in -30C weather to start my car and get the ice and snow off it. We live in Canada so this is a Biggie!</li>
<li>Getting said car washed and filled up before I go somewhere on the weekend.</li>
<li>Running up and down stairs with basins and towels when the kiddos have stomach flu.</li>
<li>Buying me a chocolate eclair on his way home from work because he knows I&#8217;ve had a bad day.</li>
<li>Faithfully keeping the humidifiers going and buying filters so I don&#8217;t have to worry about them.</li>
<li>Noticing a new TV show trailer he knows I&#8217;ll love, and taping the pilot to surprise me.</li>
<li>Making extra coffee to go on the weekend when I&#8217;m off for the day.</li>
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<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I know I&#8217;ve matured since we got married and so has he, thank goodness! And I treasure the cards he&#8217;s given me, signed &#8220;Longrifle&#8221; as well as just &#8220;Paul&#8221;. But I&#8217;m happy to say that the &#8220;unromantic&#8221; gestures mean even more to me than the big romantic splurges because they mean he&#8217;s paying attention to me on a day to day basis. He&#8217;s being kind, he&#8217;s being thoughtful. And he can still surprise me!</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;All of those things are the &#8220;glue&#8221; that hold a marriage together. They&#8217;re the characteristics of a true hero &#8211; the kind of romance hero we love to write in our books. The quiet guy who faithfully does the right thing, day in and day out. Who perseveres, who does the morally right but difficult thing, who doesn&#8217;t give in to temptation. That&#8217;s the &#8220;Warrior&#8221; archetype.</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;What &#8220;unromantic&#8221; things does your Guy do for you in your relationship? What are the little things you cherish about him? Please share!</p>
<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Speaking of Valentine&#8217;s Day, we&#8217;re going to have Patti Jo Moore here to dish with us about her new release, there&#8217;ll be a giveaway, and you can ask her whatever you desire about her writer journey and her book! Save the date!&nbsp;<br />&#8203;</p>
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