As I read Somewhere My Love
, I recalled the feelings I experienced the first time I read Daphne DuMaurier's Rebecca
. Using deliciously eerie elements...Beth Trissel captured the haunting dangers... --Publisher's Weekly Beyond Her Book by joysann
I liked the premise of this story and it was very well written with very detailed characters. --Bitten by Books Reviewed by Becky
A very sweet romance in the classic Romeo & Juliet Style. In this tale, our present day hero and heroine begin to question whether or not true love can cross the barriers of time... --Happily Ever After by Reviewer Barbara2008 Winner Preditor's & Editor's Readers Poll
From the Author
Virginia has more ghost stories than any other state in the Union, not necessarily because we have a more fertile imagination, but sadly because the Old Dominion has seen more bloody battles over the centuries than any other. And yet, this multitude of hauntings doesn't only feature soldiers caught in an endless fray who haven't gotten word the war's over. Many tales feature the myriad of people, great and small, who dwelt in our richly historic state. The old Virginia homes and plantations have accumulated a wealth of such stories. While touring some of these English styled manor homes with my dear mother I conceived the idea for Somewhere My Love. Added to this meld of vintage Virginia is my own heritage, a vast source of inspiration from my childhood. On my father's side, I descend from old Southern gentry, now impoverished after the Civil War, Great Depression, and various other misfortunes, but the gracious Georgian home his ancestor built (circa 1816) still stands outside the historic town of Staunton, VA.
The magnificent ancestral portraits in my family and on display in other Virginia homes held me transfixed, wondering. And it was just such a portrait of a striking dark-haired gentleman who embedded himself in my thoughts. Who was he? Why did he die so young? That other painting of the fair young lady...did she love him? Often, the guides at these old homes are brimming with tales. But other times we are left to wonder...and ask ourselves are these folk who've gone before us truly gone, or do some still have unfinished business in this realm? And what of the young lovers whose time was tragically cut short, do they somehow find a way? Love conquers all, and so I answer 'yes.'