Thursday, December 21, 2017

Soundtrack- White Water Passion by Dawn Luedecke


Canadians Have the Best Music

When I write, I have to listen to music to get me focused and keep me from the distractions of life. My soundtracks are tailored to the book I am writing so I can get in the appropriate mood. I do, however, have a few artists that make frequent appearances in my mood music.  In WHITE WATER PASSION I mostly listened to Nickel Creek, and discovered the amazing Canadian Country music musician, Corb Lund. Corb’s music is so ideal for the time I am writing in that I frequently have a song or two of his in my book soundtracks. Another great song I like to put in is Christina Perri’s Thousand Years.

In addition to the lists below, I found an awesome song from Canada that fits perfectly with my book. It’s titled Log Drivers Walz, and I love to listen to it while I edit. Check it out at the link below.


Here’s my soundtracks for the Montana Mountain Romance series:

WHITE WATER PASSION

Nickel Creek
Ode To a Butterfly
The Lighthouse’s Tale
Out of the Woods
In the House of Tom Bombadil
Reasons Why
When You Come Back Down
Sweet Afton
Cuckoo’s Nest
The Hand Song
Robin and Marian
The Fox
Patures New

Corb Lund
Devils Best Dress


WILD PASSION

Christina Perri
A Thousand Years       

Andrew Lloyd Webber  
The Phantom of the Opera
Till I Hear You Sing    
Love Never Dies
Remember
All I Ask of You
The Point of No Return


FIERY PASSION

Adele
Hello

Corb Lund
Devil’s Best Dress
I Wanna Be In The Calvary d
Horse Soldier, Horse Soldier
Alice Eyes
S Lazy H
Lament for Lester Cousins
The Horse I Rode In On
A Leader On Losing Control
Especially a Paint
Saddle Horse Had Died
That Song Means Now

Christina Perry
A Thousand Years       


White Water Passion
Dawn Luedecke

Genre: Historical Romance

Publisher: Kensington

Date of Publication: November 12, 2017

ISBN: 978-1516103461
ASIN: B06VXY79YL

Number of pages: 301
Word Count: 89k

Tagline: Only by working together can they save their mill…and their future.

Book Description:

The Montana Territory is one of the last outposts of the American West—where adventure as grand as the wide-open plains is around every corner, and passion as wild as the land itself beats in every heart . . .

Elizabeth Sanders isn’t afraid of anything, except what will happen to her beloved town if the Big Mountain Lumber Mill is destroyed. When she overhears a plot to do just that, she vows to put a stop to it, even if it means dressing as a young lumberjack to expose the saboteur. There’s only one problem with her plan—her brother’s handsome friend and fellow logger Garrett Jones, who arouses a desire within her soul as fierce as the river rapids.

When Garrett discovers that the odd new lad on the crew is in fact Beth, he’s shocked. A logging camp is no place for a young woman—especially the spirited beauty he’s admired for so long. Keeping her safe is easier said than done, however, as the attraction between them flares into true passion. As the danger mounts, Beth and Garrett must work together to survive the last log run down the wild rapids and claim any chance of saving the mill—and their chance at a future .


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“Well written, well researched. Like the river, this plot runs faster and faster. Readers won’t be able to put it down.”
—New York Times bestselling author Jodi Thomas

Excerpt:

Missoula Montana, 1888

Elizabeth Sanders could vanish right now, and no one would notice. She blended in with every other woman by wearing her matching pinstriped walking skirt and blouse. Each store clerk and patron in Missoula, focused on their affairs without a care to their neighbor, would fail to notice if she walked through Higgins Street naked, let alone disappeared into thin air. They certainly wouldn’t look twice when she came back this way a different person.
Hundreds of people bustled in the heat of the Montana sun doing the same old things, the same old ways, with nothing to show for their trouble but dirty shoes. If Elizabeth was going to get her shoes dirty, she preferred to have fun doing it…the Devil May Care way.
Navigating the pedestrian-riddled streets was treacherous at best. Times like this made her wish she’d taken her grandmother’s buggy. At least then she wouldn’t be jostled around like a dirty shirt in a churning wash bin. A deep exhale boosted her determination enough to risk a step to the side to duck around a particularly slow matriarch. The small triumph lasted only a moment before she slammed into a hard chest.
The soft fabric of a well-tailored suit skimmed her cheek a split second before warm hands reached out to steady her. The touch—firm, yet gentle—made her feel like she now balanced on the back of a high-strung and wild mustang as it fled down a hill with uncontrolled freedom. She hadn’t needed the extra hand. Wasn’t in danger of falling over. What sort of dullard rescues a woman in no need of liberation? She pulled away and adjusted her skirts as he let go. Her mind focused once more.
“Pardon me.” She glanced up to a familiar face. One she’d seen many times in her dreams. Her breath failed as her brother’s friend, Garrett Jones, peered down at her with silver-clouded eyes. Oh, how he made the world spin whenever he drew near. His handsome, yet rugged, face made her fingers ache to touch the severe lines of his jaw. The rich scent of tobacco infused with lavender and some sort of citrus drifted on the breeze. Eau de Cologne. A fragrance only the wealthiest of men in Montana could afford. A scent belying the canvas pants, spiked boots, and sturdy cotton shirt he sported every time she’d seen him on the train platform.
“Elizabeth.” Did he say her name, or did she dream the word? Oh to be noticed by a man like Garrett Jones. The only man who could make butterflies flit around in her stomach and fear slide through her chest in the same confusing moment.

The hem of her dress hovered mere inches from his feet. Her face heated and heart began to pound. Try as she might, she couldn’t keep her eyes off the man who led the Devil May Care boys. The man who held her future in his hands if she succeeded in becoming part of his crew at the logging camp. If things went the way she planned, she’d be staring into his amber and steel speckled eyes for the rest of the season. Did he truly recognize her after all these years of no more than a passing glance?

About the Author:

A country girl born and bred, Dawn Luedecke has spent most of her life surrounded by horses, country folk, and the wild terrain of Nevada, Idaho and Montana. As a child she would spend many afternoons reading books, watching western classics, and Rogers and Hammerstein movies. When she grew up she decided to leave the quiet country life for a chance to find adventure by serving a successful tour in the United States Coast Guard. During that time she found her soul mate (and alpha male) and started a family and writing career. She enjoys writing historical and paranormal romance and spends as much time as she can working on her current manuscript.

For more information visit www.dawnluedeckebooks.com

Twitter: @d_luedecke




1 comment:

dluedecke said...

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