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The Coffee Corner: God and Fantasy with Angie Brashear
A Touch of Relaxation
the Coffee Corner, one and all! I have a special guest today. Besides the
French Vanilla roast my son brought home, that is. Grab a cup and get ready. I
have some Earl Grey over here if anyone wants a spot. And here she is, Angie
Angie. Welcome to the Corner. Before we get started, I have to ask…which do you
like more? Coffee or tea?
While I love the smell of
coffee, I definitely prefer tea. My friends in Texas insist it’s one of my New
England vices. LOL.
Well it’s a good thing
I keep some around then. I do agree. Coffee does have a wonderful smell.
I like tea as well though. I see you have a new release coming soon. Can
you share a snippet of Never Let Go with us?
Laila Pennedy’s heart pounded.
The noose pinched her neck and she fought for breath.
Muffled voices drifted from the crowd as she looked down the line of captives.
More than fifty Faithfuls hung limp, swaying above the platform. She stood on a
large wooden barrel in the middle of the line. So many would die today.
Beyond the mass of enemies, archers congregated amidst
scattered stone cottages and log homes in the quaint village. Farther in the
distance, the morning sun shone on the peaks of the Willow Mountains—her refuge
since the Faithfuls lost the War of Submission. What wouldn’t she give to be in
the coolness of the upper forest, in exile with other Faithfuls. Safe from the
Here she was anything but safe and cool. Rivulets of
sweat trickled down her legs inside fitted suede pants and into knee-high
leather boots. Her shirt clung to her skin, the once beautiful cloth now ragged
and frayed. Her long, matted hair stuck to her face and neck. So much for the
gorgeous blonde locks her mother once adored.
“Laila,” her older brother rasped.
She forced herself to look into Niles’s tear-filled, deep
green eyes and shuddered at the noose around his neck. She tried to reach out
to him one last time, but her arms were bound too tightly behind her back.
Soreness strained her shoulders. Her raw wrists stung under the taut rope,
which had ripped open her skin.
“I’m sorry, Sissy,” Niles mouthed.
Sorry? She shook her head. No, this was her fault.
Wow. That sounds like
an awesome book. I can’t wait to read it. How did you come up with the idea for
a fantasy book like Never Let Go?
When I was in the fifth
grade, my teacher read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis aloud
to my primarily secular class. In doing so, she opened my eyes to adventure and
possibilities, all the while helping me escape a world of darkness for a short
time. At its conclusion, I wondered, Is God real?
I continued to speculate.
Each time God placed believers in my path—a high school teacher, a college
friend, and a college coach—my fascination with the possibility grew stronger
until the truth stunned me like a slap to the face. God indeed lives in the
form of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. He rescues. He saves. And He
waited for me. Then He embraced me. It all started with a little seed, planted
in the empty heart of the girl I once was. A love for reading expanded to a
love for writing. A desire to know God became a desire to serve Him, to reach
nonbelievers. And Never Let Go was born.
Praise the Lord. And I’m
so thankful. For you and for the many souls who will read your book. For the
readers today, if you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be and
Loyal. I’m faithful to all
of my commitments and transparent with the people involved.
What a wonderful quality
to have, Angie. So many people fall short of such integrity in the world today,
don’t they? It can be discouraging…
And then the month of
February rolls around. The month of love. Everywhere I looked last week, I saw
hearts and roses. How do you picture the perfect Valentine’s Day?
Ah, Valentine’s Day. Though
my debut novel, Never Let Go, includes a strong thread of romance, I’m not a
romantic in my everyday life. For me, the perfect Valentine’s Day would be a
quiet evening at home chatting with my husband—without interruptions from our
wonderful children or colleagues.
Sorry, I had to laugh
at that one. When you said you weren’t a romantic, you reminded me of my
husband. He actually asked me that night (Valentine’s Day) if I wanted him to
get me flowers the next day since he’d forgotten to pick any up. I told him not
to worry about it. In his defense, he did take me to a wonderful dinner the
although you’re not a romantic, you are a writer. That makes you an ‘expert’ of
sorts in someone’s eyes somewhere about relationships. Right? Any advice for
the young’uns and the not-so young’uns out there searching for that special
someone in their life?
Relationship advice can be tricky. As in all situations, I believe we need to
be patient and allow God’s plan to unfold.
Good idea! Do you hear
that, folks? God’s plan not yours.
Well, thanks for
stopping by the Coffee Corner, Angie. It’s been a true pleasure. Before you
leave, I have one more question for the readers. I’m sure they will be interested
to know. Do you have any new projects on the horizon?
I’m currently in the process
of writing the second book in the Legends of the Woodlands trilogy. Further in
the future, I plan to write a trilogy focused on a female protagonist’s path to
salvation (in a fantasy setting, of course).
I’ll read the first book.
Who knows, I may just have to read them all! You may get me hooked on fantasy. Thanks again for stopping by. May God
bless you and your endeavors.
Never Let Go, Book One
of the Legends of the Woodlands
release date - June 3, 2014.
Moments will review and host a giveaway for a copy of Never Let Go in June.
About the Book:
Captured by the
Rendow Clan, who seek to slaughter those with faith in the Maker, Laila Pennedy
awaits death. Moments before her execution, she is rescued from the gallows by
Lars Landre and his dragon. Marked as The Chosen by his blue eyes, Lars is
destined to lead the Faithful out of persecution.
Lars guides Laila
on a harrowing race across The Woodlands to Tuveil, where the Faithful are
preparing to fight a rebellion. But the secret location of the village is
betrayed and the Rendow Clan’s army will soon be at the gates. Faced with this
impeding peril, Laila trains for battle, but the struggles in her mind and
heart may be as overwhelming as the war to come. Will she prove herself an
asset or is she condemned to forever be a burden to those she loves?
When Angie Brashear isn’t working or
taking care of her family, she writes. Usually at night after her kids fall
asleep. She’s an avid reader and runner, both of which perplex her husband.
Saved in her early twenties, Angie is grateful for the Lord’s presence in all
aspects of her life. She is originally from Rockland, Maine and currently
resides in Cameron, Texas with her husband and three children. Follow her at http://facebook.com/AngieBrashearAuthor,