Friday, 25 January 2013

Burns Night!

There's a special reason I'm not posting on Saturday and that's because..... IT'S BURNS NIGHT TONIGHT! Burns Night is a big party in Scotland Celebrating the amazing Rabbie Burns and so, we party.
But first, a little background:
Robert Burns or Rabbie Burns is widely renowned as the National Poet of Scotland. He was born January 25th 1759 in Alloway, South Ayrshire, Scotland and died in Dumfries on July 21st 1796 and in that time he was credited with writing over 500 songs and poems (including Auld Lang Syne, a popular, New Years song).

A friend of Cyndi's, Jim (@ChauvinOn) posted this for last year's Burns Night and has graciously allowed me to repost for your reading pleasure:
Our Burns Night

A Burns supper is generally a fairly formal occasion in both dress and structure. 
Formal Scottish dress is normal for the gentlemen, for the ladies it is often an evening dress, although some will wear tartan skirts with a white blouse. With lots of formal structured, but often humorous speeches.
For us it is much less formal.
But the food is traditional and good: Scotch Broth to start, followed by Haggis, Neeps and Tatties, and of course a pudding – maybe Sticky- Toffee pudding. Since we don’t drink we have Scotland’s “other national drink” IRN BRU.

Piping in the haggis; is me with the iPod and speakers under my arm, playing “Scotland the Brave” or some other rousing tune. We never stick to the set speech format, but here are a few snippets.

I love “A Man’s a Man” because of its clear vision of a more just world.

Then let us pray that come it may,
(As come it will for a' that,)
That Man to Man, the world o'er,
Shall brothers be for a' that.

And of course I always recite, “My Love is Like a Red Red Rose”, for my Juliet.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Unfortunately Burns was after Aiden’s time or I am sure he would have sung it to Lindsey. (Cyndi's note: Awwwww! I love that!)

And what better way to end than with the following excerpt from “Tam o’ Shanter”.
But pleasures are like poppies spread, 
You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; 
Or like the snow falls in the river, 
A moment white-then melts for ever; 
Or like the Borealis race, 
That flit ere you can point their place; 
Or like the Rainbow's lovely form 
Evanishing amid the storm. - 
Nae man can tether Time nor Tide, 
The hour approaches Tam maun ride;    

Sounds fun right?

And of course what Burns Night would be complete without a little Scottish action. Not that kind; get your mind out of the gutter (although... In cause you missed it the first time or wanted to read it again, here's the link to the Fake Scotsmen Twitter Chat that happened In November 2012:

And as a special added bonus, Cyndi Tefft is giving away a signed copy of either Between or Hell Transporter (your choice) for filling out the form below.
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Happy Burns Night Duckies!

Friday, 18 January 2013

Movie Night!: Brigadoon

It's time to party! Grab the popcorn, snuggle up with a stranger and be prepared to get taken back in time to Scotland 1700s. If you've never seen it, it stars the Cyd Charisse and Gene Kelly in a beautiful love story about a person from historic Scotland who falls for a person from modern times (well 1947) and their love is so strong that it transends everything (sound familiar?). Who doesn't love an epic love story - especially when Scotland is involved. 
This is the film adaption of the musical that is sure to have you falling in love all over again. Be sure to let me know your thoughts on the movie and if you'd like to do this again. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Brigadoon belongs to Warner Brothers and I am in no way affiliated with this company, the production or the actors. This is meant for entertainment purposes only.

Friday, 11 January 2013

Aiden's Angels Therapy Session #1

I wasn't joking when I said there was going to be a therapy session. This is the first official day of therapy, helping each other recover from that major emotional blow we took last night regarding the first chapter and title of Between 3 (found here: Basically this is a place to just go crazy. Let your emotions out. get to see my face and hear my voice when I'm tired and have a cold. Yay. Boy, you guys are spoiled. Anyways, just check out the video below (though there's nothing special on it).

I just realized that behind me was one of my bookshelves and you can clearly see 7 books right on my right hand side (well you can clearly see 5). If you can name all 5 or 7 books I should give you a prize. What do you think?

Between 3 Title Reveal and Chapter One

Ladies and Gentlemen the LONG awaited moment has finally arrived.
You are among the first to bare witness to this historic event. The reveal of Cyndi Tefft's third novel in the beloved 'Between' series. How excited are you? Very excited.

 It's been a long journey of agony for us readers hasn't it? I mean it's been almost a year! Since Hell Transporter came out and Lindsey and Aiden strode off into the sunset as man and wife. But they're back for more adventures and the fun starts here.

Are you ready for the title reveal? Cyndi has changed her mind at least three times but she assures me that THIS is the title of the next book in the 'Between' series. Are you guys ready?


Even In Darkness

How awesome is that title? So awesome right?

But wait, there's more! That's right. Because you Angels are so awesome, you get another special treat. Below this line is the first chapter of 'Even in Darkness'. Are you ready? Are you really ready? You sure? Let's go.....


           Ian reached to refill my glass but I placed my hand over it. “Are you trying to kill me off, then?” I said to the blurry image of my friend. “I’ve had far too much this evening already. I’ll not remember a word you’ve said come the morn if I dinna stop now.”

“Och, well, we canna have that, as every word from my lips is pure brilliant.” Ian leaned back in his chair, shaking with laughter. I joined with him, my face painted in a daft, drunken grin as I tipped the glass and waited for the last drop of whisky to fall on my tongue. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ian topple over and my muddled instincts sharpened anew.
I leapt to my feet. “Ian!” Sprawled on the floor, he waved me away, giggling like a lad. I could not help but smile at the spectacle the old man posed: hair the color of freshly fallen snow, crinkled face burnt a permanent shade of pink from years of toil under the hot sun, his kilt buckled beneath his rotund belly. I’d known him but a few months and I loved him as dear as my own father, God rest his soul.
He pulled himself to his feet, swaying only slightly. “Off to bed with ye now. Lindsey will be home later, once she and the lasses have had their fun, so it’s no use waiting up. Better to be fresh for her when she comes back, aye?” He gave me a raucous wink and I helped steer him to his room.
“A good night to ye, Ian,” I whispered once we’d reached the door, careful not to wake Sarah.
“And to you, my son.”
I slipped down the hall of the MacKinnons’ castle to the room they’d graciously set aside for me and my bride. Three days had passed since the priest gave his blessing over our union and the warmth inside of me had yet to fade. She’s truly mine, at long last, I thought to myself, unable to absorb the good fortune my Lord had bestowed upon me.
I unbuckled my kilt and let it fall to the ground. Too exhausted to even hang my garments over the chair, I dropped the rest of my clothes into a pile at my feet and crawled into bed. The silken sheets were cool against my warm flesh, one of the modern marvels I’d come to appreciate since coming forward three hundred years into the future. King Louis IV himself didn’t enjoy sheets such as these, I was certain. A cloud made of down feathers cradled my swirling head and guided me into oblivion.
The turning of the door handle brought me to my senses sometime in the night, the room aglow with the light of the full moon. Lindsey crept in and my heart took a breath, as it does every time I lay eyes on her. She’s home safe.
“Did ye enjoy yourself?” I asked, my voice scratchy with sleep. She nodded and padded across the floor to stand in a pool of moonlight. While I watched, she slowly undressed, baring soft curves that Aphrodite herself would have envied. Her gaze never wavered from my own as she disrobed. My body sprang to life, insistent for her touch. She peeled back the blankets, exposing my desire for her. As her skin slid against my own, I spoke to her in my mind.
You’re beautiful.
She kissed my neck, then traced her tongue over the shell of my ear. Shivers tightened my skin.
That was random, but thanks. Her laughter echoed in my head.
Perplexed by her response, I began to straighten, but she pressed me into the mattress. Her fingernails raked my chest as her mouth moved farther down and suddenly, all rational thought escaped me.
Oh, Lindsey.‘Twas more of a groan than true words, but she ceased her ministrations and fixed me with a serious look.
“No more talking,” she said. Her lips claimed mine as we made silent, frantic love in the moon’s embrace. I tried to slow the pace to prolong her pleasure, but the mixture of sleep, drink, and her writhing figure pushed me over the edge.
The pounding blood in my ears masked the sound of the door opening.
“Aiden?” My beloved’s voice called from the entry, sounding for all the world as though I’d cut the very heart from her chest. On my lap, Lindsey began to laugh. My head swiveled between her and the apparition looking on in horror from the doorway.
“What in the name—” I began and an instant later, my greatest fear was realized.
The woman in my arms flashed blood red eyes at me.
That's it. That's the end.
I know right? What a place to end a chapter.
But don't worry. That's just chapter one. There's still plenty of time for them to reach a happy ending.
And there you have it Angels, the title and first chapter of the third 'Between' book there for you to enjoy and agonize over until the rest of the book is released in the spring. We can do it, Angels. If we just stay strong. Now remember that next week, instead of a post we have a showing of Brigadoon for you to enjoy. 
So what are your thoughts on the first chapter? Leave them in the comments below.