I mourned them. I mourned the children I would never have. It was a birthright, the ability to have children. After two years of marriage we started the adoption process. Eight years later she found us, in a stack of papers upon the desk of her social worker. She told me that we had waited the longest and that is why she chose us.
She was born the year I graduated from high school, she was just a girl, just like I was just a girl — who needed something so badly. I needed a child to fill my life and she needed to know that the child; she could not keep, would have a home — and a father.
I wrote letters to her for eighteen years, it became less traumatic to write these letters, years ago, after a phone call in which she asked if I would take a second child — a girl. Less traumatic because the second experience was an “open” adoption. I was there from the ultrasound until I cut the cord on her birthday. I still write letters to her about our child but I usually hand them to her at birthdays or holidays.
As my story grew into a novel, one of the characters seemed to be the perfect vehicle for my personal story. I was able to work it in over several chapters, Frigg’s comments and feelings are real. This is just one of the social issues I cover in Woven In Time.
The time in which I chose to set my story was a remarkable time in history. I love history and in doing my research I stumbled upon a couple scenario’s, involving Peter The Great of Russia, that intrigued me and I worked the ideas into two subsequent stories I have written; one of which is complete at 17,000 words the other is a WIP at 6,000 words and counting.
Woven in Time is rich with action, family relationships and some heavenly interference. The time in which this story takes place is both devastating and amazing. The plague and infant mortality raged while countries came in and out of power and boundaries morphed and strong leaders ruled. My world extends from what would be Western Europe to the Eastern border of Russia and south to Egypt. I have built a new world using the ancient names of some of these countries but they aren’t recognizable at first sight.
My hero is a multicultural man of indomitable spirit who overcame insurmountable odds to rise to the demands of his destiny and finally find the love he thought he would never find again. Quince Woodward is the champion of the heroine in my story Lace Borgazian, a privileged child who was drawn into this drama through no fault of her own; but destiny had her back and when Quince placed Tanner Von Shoensburg in her path, her world changed forever.
This is the story I am pitching on August 1, when I attend the Writers Digest Conference in NYC.