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L R Trovillion
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Horse Gods: The Dressage Rider’s Betrayal
Teens
Author Insight
HOPE is My Author Brand
In my second book of the Maryland Equestrian series, I tried to "write to the market" more by creating a page-turning suspenseful story. I think I achieved that, but in the process, overarching themes of trust and the power of magical stories crept in and ruined my plan to keep this a straight forward book that would fit neatly into an established genre category. No such luck. Horse Gods went off on its own into a world of Celtic legend, miracles, voices from beyond, and the vulnerability of trusting one another. So, like False Gods, it doesn't fit neatly into "Teen equestrian fiction" or other popular Amazon categories. Authors are told to establish their brand. It's so important, there are even software programs that help writers discover what's in demand based on Amazon searches and keywords. After giving it much thought, I decided my brand is Hope--and providing stories about miracles for those who have the eyes to see them. And if there isn't a category for that, we need to make one. :)
Book Excerpt
Horse Gods: The Dressage Rider’s Betrayal
Declan inches closer, removes his glove and hooks one finger around my pinkie, pulling me closer. Warmth spreads along my leg where it presses alongside his.
“I’m trying to escape my destiny.” I’m surprised how hard the words sound in the quiet woods.
“Your mom?”
I nod, but he knows. I told him everything. He takes my hand in both of his.
“I can’t go back.” I choke out the words before my eyes start filling up with water. We’ve already gone over all the options, the dead-end options, and I’m grateful that he doesn’t feel like he has to say something stupid like other people do—stuff like, “it will all work out” or “it may not be as bad as you think.” He lets go of my hand and drapes his arm over my shoulder. The weight of it feels good. My head drops to his shoulder, the stiff canvas of his jacket scratches my cheek. His voice rumbles in my ear when he speaks.
“I hope you’ll take me with you,” he says. The corner of his mouth curls up. “Where ever you end up.”
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