Book Nerd Guest Post
Amber Argyle grew up with three brothers on a cattle ranch in the Rocky Mountains. She spent hours riding horses, roaming the mountains, and playing in her family’s creepy barn. This environment fueled her imagination for high fantasy.
She has worked as a short order cook, janitor, and staff member in a mental institution. All of which has given her great insight into the human condition and has made for some unique characters.
She received her bachelor’s degree in English and Physical Education from Utah State University.
She currently resides in Utah with her husband and three small children.
Her debut novel, Witch Song, came out Sept 1st 2011 by Rhemalda Publishing.
For those who are unfamiliar with Brusenna, how would you introduce her?I wanted to create a character that shy girls who struggled with their self esteem could relate to. In the very first chapter of Witch Song, Brusenna is being bullied in the local marketplace—something that is not uncommon for her. She soon learns that she has to overcome her insecurities if she's to save her mother and the other Witches, and because the Witches control nature, the world.
In the second book, Brusenna continues the transformation she began in the first book. She learns to rely and trust herself. Here’s a passage that I think illustrates one of her growing up moments beautifully. In it, Senna is helping to patch up men after a skirmish in which she killed a man to save another man’s life.
Senna cringed at the sight of blood spilling from Cord’s collarbone down his open shirt. She gestured for him to follow her inside. “Lie down.”
He was lucky. If the knife had gone much higher, his throat would have been slit. After giving him some whiskey, Senna washed the wound with salt water and numbed it with some herbs before sewing it as neatly as she could. More herbs for swelling, heat, and infection. Then she covered the wound with clean bandages.
She was proud of herself for not even hesitating on the first stitch; she was getting better at treating injured men. She mixed some tea to speed their healing. While it heated she took a blanket and dried the sea water from her hair with it.
Cord watched her in silence. “You saved my life.”
She shrugged, then set down the blanket and checked the tea. “Your cut wasn’t that deep.”
He chuckled then winced, his hand straying to his wound. “Not for patching me up. When you killed that soldier.”
The porcelain lid Senna was holding slipped from her fingers and shattered on the floor. She stared at the pieces, knowing she could never put them back together. A sob burst from deep inside her. She clapped her hand over her mouth to stifle it. She would not cry. She was done with tears.
“He would have killed me. Still managed to cut me good as he fell.” Cord stared at the wall. “Killing a man, it changes you inside.”
She saw everything in perfect detail. The man slowly falling into the surf. The smell of gun smoke. The soldier that tried to take her…she could feel the bruises forming where he’d gripped her.
Cord shook his head, his dark hair brushing his shoulders. “Some of them stand out more than others.”
Senna was glad he wasn’t trying to pretend like it was all right.
Cord turned to her, and as he watched her the burning intensity in his eyes surprised her. “Don’t look into their eyes,” he said. “Don’t watch them die. Don’t think about them at all. You understand?”
She met his gaze. “It hurts,” she said pleadingly.
“It’s supposed to. But the less you have to remember, the less those memories will torment you later.”
She tucked her hair behind her ears and nodded.
“You’ll be all right. Witches might be more subtle than a soldier with a musket, but they’re just as deadly.”
She defeated the Dark Witch, saving the Haven Witches from imprisonment and death. She found love and a place to belong.
She was wrong.
Haven is not the sanctuary it appears to be. Even love is in danger of slipping away like water through cupped hands.
Some things can't be saved.
A new threat merges with the old as the Witches’ dark history begins to catch up with them. Only Brusenna knows the extent of the danger and how to stop it, though doing so might cost her everything.
Including her life.
Will Brusenna be required to make the ultimate sacrifice?
Senna’s character growth goes to new astonishing heights. Even at such a young age, her character is commendable. As the end nears, her strength truly shows as she makes the right choices. The secondary characters are all fleshed out and are easily likeable. Although some may have been irritable, they were all important characters in the story. Amber’s writing style immediately grabs you and will place a hold tight grip drawing you into her imaginative and alluring world.
Amber manages to bring in new mystery and intrigue with the second book. Readers will appreciate the plot twists that literally comes out of nowhere at the least expected times. That element of the book truly kept me up at nights wanting to find out what the next surprise will hold. Witch Born will completely captivate and engage its readers even days after reading it.
And now, The Giveaways.