Yikes. Had a little snafu with the post, but, good morning everyone!
We are officially less than eight weeks away from the release of THE MOONSHINER’S DAUGHTER! Each year when I do this, and you all follow along week by week, I am always encouraged by the enthusiasm shown by you, the ever faithful reader. It won’t be long now and the book will sit on shelves in stores. (pinching myself for the fourth time – ha) I can’t wait for everyone to get a chance to read Jessie’s story!
Coming December 31, 2019 from Kensington Publishing, Inc.
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Here’s a question for you. Have you ever been in jail, or prison? No? Okay. Maybe you went to visit, or had to post bail for a family member or friend? Or, maybe being in or around one is part of your job. I’ll answer the questions, no, yes, and you already KNOW it’s part of my job – research (!!!), but no, I didn’t visit one – my imagination works really well! 🙂
Either way, if you ever been to a jail or prison, I would have to imagine you’d think the same as me; I will never do anything that could ever put me in a place like this. The way I did the research (aside from the ever present Google searches) was to pay close attention to shows on TV that included prisons, or jails. There was one show, 60 Days In, I watched a couple of times, and while the time frame was current, it still gave me the sense of the utilitarian environment these places have, and likely have always had. If anything, sixty years or so ago, it was probably worse. There are tons of other shows (48 hours for example) along with YouTube videos that give enough information to intelligently form scenes for a story, plus common sense in knowing it’s not going to be like a day spa.
As I researched about mountain families running shine, and subsequently getting caught by revenuers working for the ATU (Alcohol Tax Unit – not the ATF yet), I discovered how pragmatic they were when it came to a loved one going to jail, or, as they put it, getting “penitentiaried.” The family and the one caught were generally stoic, they’d do their time, and then when they got out, they’d go right back to making or running ‘shine. Why? They didn’t believe what they were doing was wrong.
Chapter 27
At the jail, I was led to the same room, and told to wait.
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One giveaway has ended on Goodreads, but another one starts November 10th! Mark your calendars and go here to enter!
The winner of THE MOONSHINER’S DAUGHTER ARC will be announced Monday morning!
Below are ways you can support me:
- Pre-order a copy –> here. Included is the chance to win a truly lovely leather -bound journal like the Sassers use.
- Add THE MOONSHINER’S DAUGHTER to your Goodreads To Be Read list!
Do you know why doing both of these is important? It gauges early interest in the book which can attract the attention of industry influencers. Thank you ever so much!
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I so hope to win this book to read and review! ???? Been hoping for ages! Lol
Hope I win!!!
You’ve been on my goodreads want to read list since I heard about this book
Why I’m interested in reading The Moonshiner’ s Daughter! Well, my husband’s father ran moonshine in Georgia back in the Al Capone era! My husband told me stories about those days! Looking forward to reading The Moonshiner’s Daughter! Thanks for the chance!
Back, sometimes around the stone age, I made spare money on weekends by pulling cars out of the sand of Bellair Beach. The cops appreciated it, so if those I helped celebrated with me too much I could spend the night in their drunk tank with no repercussions in any direction. Good times. It is there that I met the Cisco Kid, the world’s greatest Frisbee stealing dog. I miss him a lot.
Back when I was in school we went on a field trip to our county jail. What a learning experience! Someplace I never want to go. Thanks for the chance, I’m looking forward to reading this new book.
interesting question
interesting excerpt question
I have never been to jail. And I hope nothing changes on that front! lol
I’d love to win and read this book. And, no, I’ve never been to a prison, but my niece worked in one. Her office was always kept locked, and whenever she had to meet with a prisoner, it was under the watchful eye of guards.