Monday, May 13, 2013

Interview with Kathleen Harrington

Welcome to my stop on Lachlan's Bride Tour! Today, I'm pleased to be interviewing the author, Kathleen Harrington. I do hope you'll help me welcome Kathleen to the blog, and leave a comment that you dropped by!

Tell me about yourself.

I'm a native Southern Californian and retired from teaching in the California Public Schools a few years ago. I thoroughly enjoyed teaching First Graders how to read. Working in a school in an immigrant barrio, I taught children who spoke English as a second language. One year, I had five different languages in my classroom. I loved the challenge, and I loved the children.

How long have you been writing? How many published books do you have, and what genres?

My first book, CHERISH THE DREAM, was published in 1990. LACHLAN'S BRIDE is my tenth. All my books are historical romances and have been published by Avon. My stories vary widely in setting. I've written stories set in the American West, as well as Georgian and Regency London. And, of course, the Scottish Highlands, which is the setting of my Highland Lairds Trilogy.

Who do you love to read? Favorite authors, favorite books.

Ken Follett is one of my favorite authors. I'm presently re-reading THE PILLARS OF THE EARTH, which is set in Medieval England and tells of the building of the great cathedrals. I also enjoy Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey/Maturin Series. I recently finished reading BLUE AT THE MIZZEN. Scottish writer, Dorothy Dunnett is another favorite author. She wrote THE GAME OF KINGS series (not to be confused with GAME OF THRONES, which I also loved!). I read lots and lots of history, biographies, and autobiographies of people who lived in the time period I'm researching. Some of my favorite romance authors are Julie Garwood, Nora Roberts and Amanda Quick.

If you could keep a mythical/paranormal creature as a pet, what would you have?

Well, I mentioned that I'm presently enthralled with GAME OF THRONES. I'd love to have a baby dragon as a pet like the "Mother of Dragons" in the series. Think of the power you'd have, carrying a dragon on your shoulder! All your enemies would be toast!

Tell me a little about your latest release.

In LACHLAN'S BRIDE, the love story of Lady Francine Walsingham and Laird Lachlan MacRath is woven around the historic journey of Princess Margaret Tudor on her way to wed the Scottish king, James IV. Margaret was the eldest daughter of Henry VII. The contract for her marriage brought with it the Treaty of Perpetual Peace, a cause of great rejoicing among the common people of both England and Scotland. The two countries had waged war against each other for centuries.
Very shortly into the journey, a plot is discovered which puts Francine and her young daughter in mortal danger. To ensure their safety, Francine must pretend that Lachlan MacRath is her lover, even though she knows him to be a pirate and a sorcerer.
This is the second book in my Highland Lairds Trilogy. The first book, THE MacLEAN GROOM, tells the story of the oldest half-brother, Rory MacLean.
I'm presently working on the third book, with the tentative title of KEIR'S STORY.

If you could spend a day with anyone from history, dead or alive, who would it be, and what would you do. What would you ask them?

Wow! What a thought-provoking question! I read an biography of Jennie Churchill, Winston Churchill's mother. Jennie was a drop-dead gorgeous daughter of an American millionaire. She and her sister went to London to find titled husbands. They both wed into the British aristocracy, bringing their inheritances with them. (I'm reminded of the current BBC series, Downton Abbey.)
Jennie Churchill's marriage proved to be an unhappy one. I'd love to spend a day with her. I'd like to ask her if she regretted her choice, especially when her son became the renowned Prime Minister of Great Britain during World War II.

What are some of your other hobbies outside of writing?

I enjoy gardening. I don't raise vegetables, but love to grow flowers. I'm particularly proud of my roses. I also enjoy taking yoga classes at my local community center. And I've taken a Floral Design class for several years.

What is something you've always wanted to do, but haven't done yet. Why not?

Someday I'd like to visit France. I've traveled quite a bit. I've been to England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland. I've also traveled in Germany, Switzerland, and Northern Italy, including Venice. And I've taken several cruises. Next I'd like to see Paris and the Eiffel Tower.

LACHLAN'S BRIDE, an Avon Impulse, was released on April 30th.
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He is Lachlan MacRath, laird and pirate. And he intends to be her lover…

Lady Francine Walsingham could not believe this fierce Highland warrior is to be her escort into Scotland. It is whispered that Lachlan MacRath has magical powers…how else do you explain why her countrymen call him the Sorcerer of the Seas? But trust him she must, for a treacherous plot is about to reveal all her secrets…and Francine has no choice but to act as his lover to keep her enemies at bay.

When Lachlan first sees Francine, the English beauty stirs his blood like no woman has ever before. As luck would have it, they must now play the besotted couple so he can protect her ….and Lachlan is determined to use all his seductive prowess to properly woo her into his bed.


May 1496
The Cheviot Hills
The Border between England and Scotland

Stretched flat on the blood-soaked ground, Lachlan MacRath gazed up at the cloudless morning sky and listened to the exhausted moans of the wounded.

The dead and the dying lay scattered across the lush spring grass. Overhead the faint rays of dawn broke above the hilltops, as the buttercups and bluebells dipped and swayed in the soft breeze. The gruesome corpses were sprawled amidst the wildflowers, their vacant eyes staring upward to the heavens, the stumps of their severed arms and legs still oozing blood and gore. Dented helmets, broken swords, axes, and pikes gave mute testimony to the ferocity of the combatants. Here and there, a loyal destrier, trained to war, grazed calmly alongside its fallen master.

Following close upon daylight, the scavengers would come creeping, ready to strip the bodies of anything worth a shilling: armor, dirks, boots, belts. If they were Scotsmen, he'd be in luck. If not, he'd soon be dead. There wasn't a blessed thing he could do but wait. He was pinned beneath his dead horse, and all efforts to free himself during the night had proven fruitless.

In the fierce, running battle of the evening before, the warriors on horseback had left behind all who'd fallen. Galloping across the open, rolling countryside, Scots and English had fought savagely, till it was too dark to tell friend from foe. There was no way of knowing the outcome of the battle, for victory had been determined miles away.

Hell, it was Lachlan's own damn fault. He'd come on the foray into England with King James for a lark. After delivering four new canons to the castle at Roxburgh, along with the Flemish master gunners to fire them, he'd decided not to return to his ship immediately as planned. The uneventful crossing on the Sea Hawk from the Low Countries to Edinburgh, followed by the tedious journey to the fortress, with the big guns pulled by teams of oxen, had left him eager for a bit of adventure.

When he'd learned that the king was leading a small force into Northumberland to retrieve cattle raided by Sassenach outlaws, the temptation to join them had been too great to resist. There was nothing like a hand-to-hand skirmish with his ancient foe to get a man's blood pumping through his veins.

But Lord Dacre, Warden of the Marches, had surprised the Scots with a much larger, well-armed force of his own, and what should have been a carefree rout turned into deadly combat.

A plea for help interrupted Lachlan's brooding thoughts. Not far away, a wounded English soldier, who'd cried out in pain during the night, raised himself up on one elbow.

"Lychester! Over here, sir! It's Will Jeffries!"

Lachlan watched from beneath slit lids as another Sassenach came into view. Attired in the splendid armor of the nobility, the newcomer rode a large, caparisoned black horse. He'd clearly come looking for someone, for he held the reins of a smaller chestnut, its saddle empty and waiting.

"Here I am, Marquess," the young man named Jeffries called weakly. He lifted one hand in a trembling wave as the marquess of Lychester drew near to his countryman. Dismounting, he approached the wounded soldier.

"Thank God," Jeffries said with a hoarse groan. "I've taken a sword blade in my thigh. The cut's been oozing steadily. I was afraid I wouldn't make it through the night."

Lychester didn't say a word. He came to stand behind the injured man, knelt down on one knee, and raised his fallen comrade to a seated position. Grabbing a hank of his yellow hair, the marquess jerked the fair head back and deftly slashed the exposed throat from ear to ear. Then he calmly wiped his blade on the youth's doublet, lifted him up in his arms, and threw the body face down over the chestnut's back.

The English nobleman glanced around, checking, no doubt, to see if there'd been a witness to the cold-blooded execution. Lachlan held his breath and remained motionless, his lids lowered over his eyes. Apparently satisfied, the marquess mounted, grabbed the reins of the second horse and rode away.

Lachlan slowly exhaled.


He knew the English were a bloodthirsty race. But he hadn't thought that included the murder of a helpless patriot on a deserted battlefield.

What kind of bastard did such a traitorous thing?

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KATHLEEN HARRINGTON, winner of the Colorado Romance Writers’ Award of Excellence, has touched the hearts of readers across the country with her sparkling tales of high adventure and unending love. Her historical romances have been finalists for the Romance Writers of America’s RITA, The Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Awards, the Virginia Romance Writers’ HOLT Medallion, and the Phoenix Desert Rose Golden Quill. Her fabulous heroes have garnered the KISS (Knight in Shining Silver) Award. She lives in Southern California.

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