ABOUT THE AUTHOR
PEGGY BLANN PHIFER is an author and columnist, book reviewer and author interviewer, whose work has appeared on various Web sites and writer periodicals both in print and online. She is also an avid reader who loves to escape by diving between the covers of a good book. Peg enjoys handcrafts of all kinds and her home shows off some of her work, though most end up as gifts for friends and family. A retired executive assistant, Peg now makes her home in southern Nevada with husband Jim.
Contact her at her website at: http://www.peggyblannphifer.com
Visit her blog “Whispers in Purple" at http://www.whispersinpurple.com
TO SEE THE SUN
by Peggy Blann Phifer
Published by CreateSpace
ABOUT THE BOOK
Pregnant and widowed hadn’t been part of her “happily ever after” dream. And now, someone was trying to kill her...
Erin Macintyre never expected to be a widow and a new mother in the same year, anymore than she expected mysterious notes, threatening phone calls, and a strange homeless man who seems to know all about her. The thought of raising a child without a father is daunting enough—worse when you have no idea who might want to harm you. Put an old flame into the mix, and her life begins a tailspin into a world she never knew existed.
When P.I. Clay Buchanan, stumbles upon Erin at her husband's gravesite, he’s totally unprepared for her advanced pregnancy. Her venomous reaction at seeing him, however, was predictable. But Clay can’t let her distrust, or his guilt, get in the way—not when he has evidence that proves Erin’s life is in danger.
With few options left, Erin begrudgingly accepts Clay’s help...and it just might be her undoing.
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AND NOW A WORD FROM OUR FEATURE AUTHOR
Ever since I can remember, something inside told me I would be a writer. Not that I recognized it. Life interrupted too many times for a number of years, until I retired from the working force in 2000. All of a sudden I had time to follow that urge. And God managed to nudge me—repeatedly—to pick up the pieces I’d fiddled with through the 1990’s, my affirmation that I was to write His story. The story He gave me to write.
It all began back in the 1940’s. Honest. My dad let me play with his Royal typewriter, a big, heavy thing with a 15” carriage, the one on which he wrote his Master’s Thesis. Even before I took typing in high school, I was able to pound out some business letters for Daddy and fool around with vague ideas of stories whirling around in my head.
An avid reader, I guess it was inevitable I’d soon begin to believe I could write better than some of what I read. The rest, as they say, is...not quite history. Life happened. Marriage, children, a move to a location a hated, culminating in an unwanted divorce and a chronic condition that indicated a change of climate. At age 40, I packed up everything I could into my 1973 Lincoln Continental Mark III and headed for the desert southwest. Hot and dry. Just what the doctor ordered. Literally.
New in town, now job, no friends, no funds except $2,000 in Traveler’s Checks, I found an apartment for $219 a month in a location I soon learned was...dangerous and drug-ridden. But I landed a job that turned out to be within walking distance from the apartment. I had little choice until I started earning an income. And that’s when the writing urge returned. Shy, and hard to befriend, I took my one-hour lunch to begin to form the basis of the story that became TO SEE THE SUN. That was 1980.
My job had me on the phone through various positions, and when I’d make an out-of-town call and identify myself “Hi, this is Peggy in Las Vegas” I grew tired of the immediate response in various forms of “Hey, Peg, won any money lately?” My standard come back was something like “Hey, you know there’s more to Vegas than “The Strip” and gambling. People actually live here. Our children even go to school. We go to church. Believe it or not, many of us never enter a casino!” Yeah, I tended to get a little sarcastic.
So, the more I worked through multiple location changes in my manuscript, none of which quite felt right, I finally decided to set it right here in my adopted home town. When I retired in 2000, I set out in earnest to seek publication. Up to that point I was more or less playing around. That’s why I say my newly released book was 10+ years in the making. I don’t like to admit it was actually over 30 years.
But God kept the story alive and gave me the tenacity to stay with it. I’m eternally grateful He did...AND that I listened.
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Thank you, Peg, for sharing with us today.
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