Thursday, February 1, 2018

The Story Behind the Story . . . A Train Ride to Heartbreak By Donna Schlachter and #giveaway

Today we welcome Donna Schlachter to my blog.  Donna is very graciously giving away one copy of The Mail-Order Brides Collection to one commenter.  (USA only). Be sure to include contact information or you'll be disqualified. 

The idea for this story came from a love of a movie and a friend with a great story to share.

The movie was “The Fugitive”, both the original series pilot and the more recent remake. I loved the idea of a train ride leading to a second chance.

My friend had recently taken a train ride from Denver to San Francisco, and she shared several delightful stories. I wondered if a train ride might be like a cruise in that it would provide an insulated environment where the travelers might do something they’d never done before. If so, this was perfect fodder for a romance, much like the old TV show, “The Love Boat”.

And then I saw “Murder on the Orient Express”, and as a lover of anything Agatha Christie, decided to incorporate a few of the details in my story.

The result? A chance meeting, two characters with integrity, and a way for God to reach both of them.



1895, Train to California
John Stewart needs a wife. Mary Johannson needs a home. On her way west, Mary falls in love with another. Now both must choose between commitment and true love.

October 1895
Mary Johannson has scars on her body that can’t compare with the scars on her heart. She is alone in the world, with no family, no prospects, and no home.

John Stewart is at his wit’s end. His wife of three years died in childbirth, leaving him with a toddler and an infant, both girls. Theirs was the love of fairy tales, and while he has no illusions about finding another like her, his children need a mother.

Though separated by thousands of miles, they commit to a mail-order marriage. But on their journey to Heartbreak, they meet another and realize the life they’d planned would be a lie. Can they find their way back from the precipice and into the love of God and each other, or are they destined to keep their word and deny their heart?


Excerpt:

Groverton, Pennsylvania
September 1895

Chapter 1

Mary Johannson plunged reddened hands into the dishwater and scrubbed at a crusty spot on the chipped china plate.

In the yard, the vicar, shoulders slumped from the cares of his congregation, held a small child in his arms while two toddlers clutched his pants leg. And Matron Dominus, the imposing head of the Meadowvale Orphan’s Home, towered over the small group huddled before her.

Mary checked the plate. Satisfied it would pass muster, she dipped it into the rinse bucket and set the piece into the dish rack to air dry. Next she set a burnt oatmeal pot into the water to soak while she dried her hands on her apron and surveyed the scene outside.

The vicar nodded and turned to walk the gravel path he’d traversed just minutes before, the wee ones in tow as he hoisted the child to his other hip for the mile-long trip back. No doubt he was waiting for space to open in the orphanage.

Her space.

Mary would turn eighteen in two months. And despite her desire to escape the confines of the orphanage, she wasn’t excited about making her own way in the world. The last girl who aged out—as the other orphans called the act of turning eighteen—now worked at the saloon.

And everybody knew what kind of girls worked there.

Mary swiped at the scarred worktable set in the middle of the kitchen floor, her washrag sweeping crumbs into her hand. She still needed to finish the dishes and report to Matron

Dominus for her next order for the day.

By the time she returned to the sink, the vicar and his charges were out of sight.

But Matron Dominus stood outside the tiny window staring in at her.

Checking up on her, no doubt. Making certain she wasn’t lollygagging. An activity all of the residents indulged in. According to Matron.

Mary hurried through the rest of the washing up. She swept the floor, put a pot of beans on to soak for supper, and shooed the cat out from under the stove. After checking the dampers to make certain the range wouldn’t needlessly heat the kitchen—another of Matron’s accusations—she hung her apron on a nail beside the back door.

Stepping out into the fresh air, Mary drew a deep breath and leaned against the clapboard siding.

Perhaps she could work at the seamstress shop. She was a fair hand with a needle and thread. Or maybe the general store.

“Mary Johannson.”

The screech like a rooster with its tail caught in a gate startled her, and she straightened. But in her haste, she overbalanced and stepped forward to catch herself, hooking her toe in the hem of her dress, which she’d just let down last week to a more respectable length.

The sound of rending cloth filled her ears as the ground slammed toward her. She got her hands out in front of her just in time to prevent mashing her nose into the soil. The toes of Matron Dominus’s boots filled her vision.

Mary pushed herself to her feet, wincing at an ache in her lower back not there a moment before. Tears blurred her vision when she checked her dress—she had a three-inch rip just above the hem.

“Are you lollygagging about? Sunbathing? Do you think you’re on the Riviera?”

Despite her imposing height and girth, the matron’s voice—particularly when she was irked—resembled the irksome peacock Mary had once seen in the zoo in Philadelphia. Why God would create such a beautiful bird with such a nasty voice was beyond her.

But if what Matron said was true, He’d created Mary, too, only to have her burned by the flames that killed the rest of her family. Angry red scars ran from her forearms to halfway up her neck, and a collar of white tissue, the result of an inept doctor sewing her back together again, ringed her neck and inched toward her ears.

No, if God really loved her, He wouldn’t have allowed that to happen.

About Donna:

Donna lives in Denver with husband Patrick, her first-line editor and biggest fan. She writes historical suspense under her own name, and contemporary suspense under her alter ego of Leeann Betts. She is a hybrid author who has published a number of books under her pen name and under her own name. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and Sisters In Crime; facilitates a local critique group, and teaches writing classes and courses. Donna is also a ghostwriter and editor of fiction and non-fiction, and judges in a number of writing contests. She loves history and research, and travels extensively for both. Donna is proud to be represented by Terrie Wolf of AKA Literary Management.


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13 comments:

Marilyn R. said...

An intriguing premise and how it was birthed. Mail-Order Brides Collection will be filled with stories of integrity, adventure, heartache and romance. Thank you for the giveaway, Donna, and sharing behind the scene for her novella.
marilynridgway78[at]gmail[dot[com

Susan Johnson said...

This sounds like a great story. Very intriguing. I love the Barbour collections and this one looks like one I would love to have.
susanmsj at msn dot com

Wendy Newcomb said...

I love these novella collection books, usually great stories, some favorite authors and sometimes new authors that I then have to follow! Thank you for the chance to win a copy of this newest collections book.

wfnren at aol dot com

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Marilyn: Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. Just goes to show that story ideas can come from anywhere!

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Susan: I love these collections as an author because they give me the opportunity to work with some great, well-established authors. I love reading every story in these books!

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Wendy: Such a dilemma -- finding new authors and having to read their stuff :) So many great books, so little time! Thanks for stopping by.

Ellen Dix Wycuff said...

Sounds like a good story. I will have to check to see if my library has it
Jolen1021atgmail(dot)com

Anonymous said...

What a unique and appealing set of stories! I am "chomping at the bits" to read them!
With gratitude for the giveaway,
Janice
pjrcmoore@windstream.net

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Ellen: Thanks for stopping by. Yes, check with your library. If they don't have it, they might get it for you. My local library often responds to my requests for books. Then tell all your friends to ask for it, too :)

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Janice: You are too Pun-ny :) Thanks for stopping by, and good luck in the drawing.

Dianna said...

I like novella collections because it's easier to finish a short story...then I feel like I accomplished something.

Donna Schlachter said...

Hi Dianna: Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. I hear what you're saying -- kinda like reading Readers Digest :)

lollipops said...

winner is Janice

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