Meet Kristy Cambron

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Here at Splickety, we are thrilled to work with bestselling authors right alongside writers getting their first publication credit. This month the Lightning Blog welcomes Kristy Cambron, Featured Author of Splickety Prime’s Buckle Up issue. Find out Kristy’s idea of the perfect murder before killing time with your copy of Buckle Up.

Do you have any projects in the works?

I do, actually. I’m so excited that my 4th novel with HarperCollins Christian Publishing, The Illusionist’s Apprentice, will release in stores next March, 2017. (For those who like the Jazz Age, Boston, and the world famous Harry Houdini – you won’t want to miss out on this story!) 

I’ve just signed on to partner with my publishing family for a new historical series – three books incorporating abandoned chateaus set in the Loire Valley, France – scheduled for release beginning in 2018. I’m also a blogger at TheGROVEstory.com storytelling ministry, a fellowship that’s blossomed some non-fiction writing ideas for me. With speaking more and my love of verse mapping, who knows what the future will bring?

How do you take your coffee?

In a mug. Or, a to-go cup. A tea cup, if that’s what’s handy. The point is, coffee is a constant friend and writing companion. I’ll take mine with a dash of coconut and mocha flavoring. Just please– don’t skimp on the caffeine. J

 What’s your warning label?

“A Jane Austen movie -or- football is on the TV. Please sit quietly with me until a commercial break or you will be the villain in my next novel.”

 Describe the perfect murder.

I admit that I’ve fanaticized about this more than once: a group of co-workers sneak into their office in the middle of the night with power tools in hand, only to dismantle and tear-down every single cubicle in the skyscraper. Employees would come to the office the next day to find that their once drab, cube-farm office had been murdered and in its place – thinking couches, portable workstations, natural light, a pallet-wall and coffee bar, all backdropped by blue, white and sunny yellow walls. As a veteran corporate America writer, I still manage to experience a bit of skin-crawl with the thought of cubicles hemming me in. With so many years spent in workspaces that cried out for some creativity, I can’t think of a better thing than to kill the old and reinvigorate with something inspiring and new!

What is the one item you always have with you?

Two things: a traditional paper, hold-in-your-hand book (I always keep an extra in my glove compartment for reading emergencies), and a black Sharpie. I received advice early in my career to always carry one and I can’t tell you how wise that was! I use it daily for signing books, writing initials on school lunches or kids’ clothing labels… whatever. It’s saved me more than once.

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An ounce of courage. A split-second leap of faith. Together, they propel two young women to chase a new life—one that’s reimagined from what they might have become.

In turn-of-the-century America, a young girl dreams of a world that stretches beyond the confines of a quiet life on the family farm. With little more than her wit and a cigar box of treasures to call her own, Mable steps away from all she knows, seeking the limitless marvels of the Chicago World’s Fair. There, a chance encounter triggers her destiny—a life with a famed showman by the name of John Ringling.

A quarter of a century later, Lady Rosamund Easling of Yorkshire, England, boards a ship to America as a last adventure before her life is planned out for her. There, the twenties are roaring, and the rich and famous gather at opulent, Gatsby-esque parties in the grandest ballrooms the country has to offer. The Jazz Age has arrived, and with it, the golden era of the American circus, whose queen is none other than the enigmatic Mable Ringling.

Read the prologue and more at KristyCambron.com.

Meet the Author

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Kristy Cambron has a background in art and design, but she fancies life as a vintage-inspired storyteller. She is the author of The Ringmaster’s Wife, named to Publishers Weekly Spring 2016 Religion & Spirituality TOP 10. Her novels have been named to Library Journal Reviews’ Best Books and RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards Best lists, and received a 2015 INSPY Awards nomination for best debut novel. The Illusionist’s Apprentice (HarperCollins, 2017) is her fourth novel.

Kristy is a Speaker and Design Manager at The GROVE storytelling ministry, and holds a degree in Art History from Indiana University. She also has nearly 15 years experience in instructional design, corporate training and communications for a Fortune-100 Corporation. Kristy lives in Indiana with her husband and three sons, where she can probably be bribed with a coconut mocha latte and a good read.

 

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Buckle Up with Splickety Magazine!

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This week let’s buckle up and venture out on high seas and deep in the trenches with Splickety Magazine’s latest release. Featuring bestselling author Kristy Cambron, this issue is full of adventure, mishap, and derailments so hang on tight.

For today’s Bolt Flash Fic prompt, link up a story in 100 words or fewer inspired by this cover and theme. What inspires you to buckle up?

This week’s feature story is from our September 2 post inspired by the upcoming literary retelling themes for all imprints. Check out those guidelines and submit!

Such a fine web I’ve woven, and beautiful chrysanthemums bring glorious scents to my home.

“Eck! What’s that smell?”

A small, curly-haired girl plopped onto a stump beside the web. She spooned a lumpy mass into her mouth from a bowl.

“Curds and whey! Curds and whey!” griped the spider. That smells horrible. I’ll just beg her to eat somewhere else.

The spider dropped to the stump, and looked up. “Pardon me, but would you…”

The girl jumped up and dashed off.

“Sorry, Miss Muffet!” the spider called, but it was too late. And she left the bowl.

By Timothy H.

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Mai Tais and Coronas :: Flash Fiction

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“Hey, girlie. The beach missed you.”

Leann smiled as her boss sat next to her at the tiki bar.

“Where’s your replacement?” she asked.

“He’ll be along.”

The sea breeze picked up, blowing in across southern Florida, and Leann pulled her long, dark hair into a ponytail. She hid a smirk seeing this man hold the attention of every female in the house.

“This place reminds me of another bar on another beach,” Drew said, ordering a beer.

The party lights strung above them cast colorful splashes on the large red hydrangeas and lanky palm trees. “That vacation to Cancun? I’m surprised you remember.”

He chuckled. “Nah, though that was fun. I was thinking about that trip to Destin last year. You, me, and Tristan before he took off to work in that Mexican resort and you came to lifeguard here.”

Leann’s bittersweet smile matched the familiar ache in her heart at Tristan’s name. “I was just thinking about him.”

“I really miss that guy,” Drew said. “We were too good a team to be separated. Don’t know what he was thinking. You heard from him lately?”

“No.” Leann sipped her drink, washing away the lump in her throat. “I think about him a lot.”

Drew nodded. “Y’all should’ve been together from the get-go, not just that last night before we all split.”

Leann gave her old friend a smile. “Who knows. Maybe I’ll hear our song again.”

Drew barked a laugh and downed his beer. Shaking his head, he tipped his empty bottle at the bartender. “Have you heard it since?”

Leann gave her old friend a smile. “Who knows. Maybe I’ll hear our song again.”

Leann shook her head. “I have hopes though.”

Drew spun to face the crowd, leaning his back against the bar as his gaze lingered over the swelling crowd. Hearing the Corona hit the bar, he reached behind him.

“Well,” he said, sitting forward. “Come over and meet my replacement in a few.”

“I’m glad you’re just moving up the chain and not leaving,” she said.

“Wouldn’t do that to you. Like I said, we make a great team.” He kissed her on the cheek and left her to gather her emotions. Man, she couldn’t believe she still missed Tristan this much.

Leann looked down at her empty Mai Tai just as the music changed. Signaling the bartender for another, she took a deep breath before the song pouring out of the speakers registered. The obscure Bob Marley tune wasn’t a song she and Tristan had played, but it was a song that had always played when they’d been hanging out together. How she wished she’d turn around and find him here.

Looking up in reflex, she caught the emerald green eyes of the guy sitting down on the stool Drew had just vacated.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

Leann’s heart skipped a beat as that familiar voice caressed her ears. Tears sprang to her eyes as they locked on to that boyish face, those floppy blonde curls, and that perfect beach body. But it was his smile that melted her heart.

She jumped into Tristan’s arms, and he crushed her against him in a bear hug. When she started to squirm, he loosened his hold but refused to let go.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered. “Forgive me for being such a jerk and running off like that?”

“Running off?” She pulled back to look at him. “You left to go work.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to go. I should have found something here. With you.”

Leann reached up and touched his cheek. “But what are you doing back in the States?”

Tristan’s grin reached from ear to ear. “Drew brought me in. Think you can handle working for me?”

As her face lit with joyous disbelief, he pulled her close for a kiss, ignoring Drew’s catcalls from the corner table.

“How ’bout a romantic walk along the beach when this is over?” he said against her lips. “Breeze is blowing, moon’s up – bet it looks beautiful reflecting on the water.”

“Only if you promise me more than one.”

“Promise.”

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