SC)— Jane Bennett Gaddy, published
by iUniverse, Inc., Bloomington, Indiana, the leading provider of publishing
technology solutions for authors, announced that TO LOVE AGAIN is
now “live” and available at the publisher and at BarnesandNoble.com,
Amazon.com, and will soon be available at all online bookstores worldwide and on
Nook, Kindle and e-book.
TO LOVE AGAIN, a sequel to RACHEL, AFTER THE DARKNESS, and a compelling continuation of five southern
novels, is the author’s best yet! Her son, Peter, also a writer,
thinks so, too. He writes, “… you
are engaged in the pursuit of the story. Eavesdropping on the lives and loves
and secret words of a world you dared to imagine. There are so few things in
this brutish life worth admiring. God's magnificent creation, music, true art
and words. Strung together or left alone. Sewn, a quilt of emotion and thought.
Beautiful glorious letters placed gently beside one another until they speak
and, if you're lucky, they change someone's mind, or better yet, their life.”
And once again, Jane Gaddy blends reality with imagination to
bring us another unforgettable narrative of the Old South.
Set in Sarepta,
MS, and Manhattan Island, NY, worlds apart by virtue of custom and culture, in
the year 1876 and forward, Gaddy, through her beloved heroic Rachel Payne, reveals
the dreams and desires of all her characters collectively and individually, as time
takes them beyond the disheartening years that followed the War Between the
States, its aftermath, and into the next generation. They each have a story to
tell, and though death and sorrow have, through the years, drawn lines of
separation, Gaddy, in her novels, has kept the remaining characters bound with
To Love Again is well researched and penned to perfection
as Rachel Payne, just three years following Rachel, After the Darkness,
returns to the Granite Island—the land of immigrants, massive building projects,
the Brooklyn and Manhattan Bridge well over half finished in 1876—to the man she loves. Will
the seemingly impossible happen? Beyond that, does she really have the right
and permission to love again? And her friends—many of them are in the same pitiable
condition. She will not forsake them.
spent years exploring, fantasizing, and memorializing old southern landmarks of
her ancestors, reliving what Rachel Payne, her fictional exemplar of every
southern woman who lost blood and treasure to a cruel war, must have felt. Rachel,
once again, dares to launch out into the
deep when time takes her beyond the disheartening years to a new and gilded
age. Follow as she experiences more of the compelling drama for which she is
best known in these storied accounts.
The significance of the Brownstones and the Bridge and Robert E.
Lee Payne, the third generation, foretells the hope and belief that another
episode just might possibly follow.
Jane Bennett Gaddy, a
native Mississippian, born in the Delta in 1940, is retired from one of the
Southeast’s largest banks, where she was vice president, mortgage banking. She
holds a Ph.D. in Religion, and after retirement, was dean of external studies
and taught master’s thesis preparation and British and American literature at
Tabernacle Baptist College in Greenville, South Carolina. She administers an
American literature course for off-campus students of Bethany Divinity College
and Seminary in Dothan, Alabama. She lives in the foothills of the Blue Ridge
Mountains of South Carolina with her husband and continues to write novels
about the War years and those that followed. Other published works are her
memoir, House Not Made With Hands,The Mississippi Boys, Isaac’s House,JOAB,
and Rachel, After the Darkness. She
is co-author of GIBBO—In My Life by
Paul Andre Gibbons, an English-American Soccer Coach. Dr. Gaddy also
ghostwrites religious articles published monthly for a large newspaper in the
First signing at Atlanta Bread Cherrydale Point in Greenville, SC was awesome! Thank you, Jeff and Amber Massey for hosting us! It was great to see old friends from the past, new ones I had never met in person, and those that have kept in touch through the years. From as far away as Waynesville and Hendersonville, NC they came! And locals from Simpsonville, Easley, Piedmont, Travelers Rest, Greenville, Taylors—I couldn't believe it. I started signing at a little past 5:00 and hubs and I didn't leave until 9:00. I was able to get a few pictures, but if you were there and you have some to send me, please email to firstname.lastname@example.org. I will love you for that!
The exhausting job of proofing the
book block and cover copy is over,
and soon I will see the final proofs
before we call this book published!
I can hardly wait. This is not easy. The
worst part is handing it back to the
publisher for the final dip. It has my
blood, sweat and tears all over it.
There is at least one error in every book
that has ever been published, but I crave
a perfect book. To clear my personal hang-ups,
I went to the shelves at Barnes and Noble and
laid my hand on Gone With The Wind.
I own a copy of this timeless tome,
but I wanted to do it this way, so I
opened it, and you know the intimidation
of a book designed with two columns
on a page, like The Complete and Unabridged Works of Flavius Josephus!
Yes, I opened it to the middle part of the
book and, low and behold, a mistake on
that very page. I looked no further. I was
convinced. So if you go searching my
book for a mistake, please don't tell me.
Just know I reall…
of The Great Smokey Mountains
of North Carolina is a splendid place to retreat. It's called Balsam Mountain Inn. Getting to it is as much fun as sitting on the porch of this 1905 bed and breakfast. I could have stayed here for a while. But far better than that... I think sitting on this porch or in any of the gazillion parlors I could write a really good story.
Balsam is a little whistle stop between Waynesville and Sylva. In earlier days, people from the Low Country who could stand the heat and humidity just so long used to take the train up to Balsam and recover on this very porch and in these parlors.
As you cross the railroad tracks and head toward the Inn, there's a Whistle Stop Cafe or Grocery Store (could have been either) that sits beside the tracks. Time has surely woven a story about this place, now all grown up with morning glories and kudzu and honeysuckle. Clapboard wood, once painted white is now in dire need of a coat of something.