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STONED IN SCOTLAND

by guest blogger Meredith Simmons 

I have an extra special treat for you today. An up-an-coming author has written an article that makes me shiver, just looking at this beautiful photo. Take it away, Meredith!  

 

 

 

 

 

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My husband will tell you I have rocks in my head.  I hope by this he means I’m crazy for rocks, which is true – the older and bigger the better.  I love standing stones and brochs (ancient, fortified dwellings) and cairns (prehistoric burial mounds).  So it is little wonder that I love Scotland, where so many fine examples can be found.

On our last trip we went to northern Scotland and stayed in the village of Golspie in Sutherland.  My husband ranged south chasing his passion, golf.  But he also zoomed our little car around narrow, winding roads to the north so I could find the stones that called to me.

Just outside of Golspie there’s a beautifully sited broch called Carn Liath (the grey cairn) which was misnamed when first discovered since it was only after excavation that the ruined walls of a broch appeared.  The walls still stand 12 ft high in places and the entrance passage and lintelled doorway are obvious.  The setting is the biggest draw, since the ruins brood on a mound that overlooks the North Sea.  This is as atmospheric as any writer could want.   

A little further to the north is the Hill o’ Many Stanes, which, as its name suggests, has many stones. J  Here there are over 200 small stones (around 3 ft tall) arranged in a fan-shaped pattern.  It’s believed this grid pattern had an astronomical function, but as with most of these sites, this is a guess.  Best viewed as the mist swirls around the stones and through the heather, the Hill o’ Many Stanes is found near the village of Lybster in Caithness. 

The mother load of these ancient sites lies further to the north, however, on the Orkney Isles.  Treeless and austere, the Orkneys are an easy ferry ride from John O’Groats on the far northern coast of the mainland.  Many of the most impressive sites here are near the town of Stomness and of these, THE most impressive is probably Skara Brae where an entire Neolithic settlement has been discovered.  This substantial village was made up of rectangular huts that were dug into the ground – think basement apartments – and furnished with stone furniture.  Probably only the roofs were above ground level.  The houses were connected by passages.  This is a fascinating place to visit and you will find the ghosts of those long vanished people whispering in your ear. 

Two impressive stone rings lie nearby.  At the Ring of Brodgar, twenty-seven of the original sixty stones remain.  The circle has a diameter of 120 yards and the tallest stone is 15 ft.  Eerie beneath the grey, drifting clouds, these are part of a henge monument with a surrounding ditch that was once 12 ft deep and 9 ft wide.  Ancient peoples obviously intended for this site to “mean something.” 

A short distance away, connected by an 18.5 ft Watch Stone, is my favorite ring, the Stones of Stenness.  While only 4 stones of the original 12 still stand, this seems the most mysterious and haunting of all the stone rings I’ve visited.  The unusually shaped stones rise as high as 16 ft, their surfaces scarred and pitted from standing in this stark location for 5000 years.  The picture at the beginning of this blog is from there.  It’s an amazing place. 

Many believe these monuments were built at what the ancients considered Places of Power.  Now, I will admit that I’m not a believer in Ley Lines and the like, but I have to agree that visiting these places is without question a powerful experience.  Meredith Simmons

www.meredithsimmons.com

Meredith Simmons is an aspiring romance writer.  Indentured Hearts, her entry in the Rt/Brava Writing with the Stars Contest, has made it to the finals.  She now has a 33% chance of having her novel published by Kensington Brava, so this is a crazy and exciting time for her.  She’d really appreciate your vote for her entry as the “Best Love Scene” so she can get that elusive first contract.  The contest can be found at

www.rtbookreviews.com/content/writing-stars-vote-love-scene.   

Thanks for stopping by, Meredith! I hope my readers will take a moment and cast their vote. Good luck!

Nancy Lee Badger 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBERT BURNS

January 25th marks the celebration of a birth that occurred 252 years ago. This person came into the world before America was its own country; before the regency and Victorian eras swept England; before my ancestors had any inkling how the world would turn out.

The dry facts go like this: Robert Burns was born in Alloway, Ayreshire, in Scotland, in a farmer’s cottage. Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect was his first published work. Burns’ poem To a Haggis, is recited across the world during the annual Burns Night celebrations every January. His tongue-in-cheek exaggeration of his love for this oatmeal, onions, heart and liver concoction boiled inside a sheep’s stomach has elevated the simple sausage to a national icon.

Still wondering what all the hoopla about a guy long dead is all about? Do the English host a party on Shakespeare’s birthday? Do the Americans honor Longfellow? Not to this extent. The world has celebrated this poet’s life since a few years after his death when a group of Burns’ friends got together to read his poems and drink a little Scotch Whisky.

But, why has this January celebration evolved to include over 200 countries, hosting over 3000 separate celebrations in the dreary month of January? A friend of mine, David Bruce, wrote “Robert Burns lived and worked during the time of the great Scottish Enlightenment, that period in the eighteenth century when Scotland produced more men of letters, more men of learning and more men of science than any other nation on earth.”

Some of us idolize the man for his poetry and songs. Today, he is remembered in Scotland where a beautiful museum has been erected, dedicated to Robert Burns. This modern facility is located in his birthplace of Alloway.

January is here, again, and I miss the annual Robert Burns Night held by the St. Andrews Society of New Hampshire. My husband and I are lifetime members of the organization and attended the festivities many years running, but we moved to North Carolina to be near family and so I can write fulltime. I miss those gatherings. Upwards of 200 people attended dressed in Scottish attire to enjoy music, Highland dancers, fine whisky, great food, and a story about Robert Burns. The evening ended with everyone joining hands to sing one of Robert Burns’ songs, a very familiar song…Auld Lang Syne.

Happy Birthday, Robert.
Nancy Lee Badger
www.nancyleebadger.com

About the author: Nancy loves chocolate-chip shortbread, wool plaids wrapped around the trim waist of a Scottish Highlander, the clang of dirks and broadswords, and the sound of bagpipes in the air. She and family volunteer at Highland Games while Nancy writes romantic stories with a light paranormal flavor. Whether its a time-traveling witch who meets the Highlander of her dreams, or a cursed dragon-shifter who hides from the beautiful seer on a lonely Scottish island, Nancy lives the dream. Nancy is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Sisters In Crime, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, and Celtic Heart Romance Writers. She lives and writes in North Carolina. DRAGON’S CURSE is available for download from www.WhispersHome.com

This article was first posted by Nancy Lee Badger on 19 January, 2011 on The Celtic Rose Blog

MYTHOLOGY of Ireland & Scotland

 


Myths are often considered an aspect of folklore. Even so, mythology might include the belief in the supernatural, where as folklore and folk tales derived when people had the need to explain mysterious events. Pre-Christianity might have had a hand in old world myths and folklore. A people’s yearning to believe in the hereafter, or in some type of entity, lived on through stories passed generation to generation. Once Christianity became widespread, faeries, brownies, and even the belief in the Loch Ness monster faded away.

With a rich Celtic History going back over 2,000 years, it is not surprising that Scotland has an extensive heritage of myths and folklore. Many objects have accumulated their share of myths and legends; circles of stones, cairns, and even castles.

Some believe that religion was an adaption from stories and memoires or evolutionary biology. In other words, religion evolved as byproduct of psychological mechanisms that evolved for other reasons. These mechanisms might have told early people how to watch for things that could cause them harm (omens). This morphed into an ability to come up with causal narratives for natural events (folk tales) while other people had minds of their own with their own beliefs, desires and intentions (mythology and the precursors of organized religion).

Some scholars concluded that unexplained observations like thunder or lightning were the basis of stories. These word-of-mouth explanations changed with the frequency of their telling which is why one myth could have many different descriptions or endings. Even the distinctive features of Scotland’s varied scenery fuels these beliefs. Deep mountain lochs, creeks, mountain peaks, and the moor, reflect in their folk tales and myths.

Scotland and Ireland share some basic land similarities. In Scotland, mythical Selkies are shy marine creatures in the shape of a seal, usually found near the islands of Orkney and Shetland. A female can shed her skin and come ashore as a beautiful woman. If found, a man could force her to be his wife. Of course, as the legend goes, if she recovered the skin, off she’d go. Male Selkies are said to be responsible for storms. What better explanation for the sinking of a ship?
Selkies of Irish lore are said to come from Co. Donegal in Ireland, which happens to be where many people made their living from the sea. Living by the sea might cause people to craft stories as a way to explain its mysteries. The Irish considered the Selkies to have the same characteristics as those of Scotland, even though they considered other sea creatures more malevolent. Most scholars believe the seals and sea lions from which these myths evolved had sweet, non-threatening dispositions. This might have allowed them to easily be transformed by myth into non-threatening Selkies. At least, the females!

Religion changed everything. Popular Christian beliefs were the norm. Myths and folklore slipped to the back burner, but never disappeared. Many tales are quite popular today. Think of the legend surrounding the Blarney Stone in Ireland or the Loch Ness Monster. Even Girl Scout troops around the world call their youngest recruits ‘Brownies’ after helpful creatures that do good deeds.


Myths and folk tales live on because people need to believe in them. There are hundreds of wonderful stories out there about kelpies, fairies, banshees, and the like. I recommend the following websites if you would like a taste. You might even recognize one or two stories!

www.compassrose.org/folklore/scottish/Scottish-Folktales.html

http://www.sacred-texts.com/

Interested in reading my take on dead witches, a heroine with the secret gift of premonitions and a hero cursed to turn into a dragon at inopportune times?
Check out my book DRAGON’S CURSE by Whispers Publishing & Amazon for Kindle. Learn more by visiting my website: www.nancyleebadger.com and my blog: www.RescuingRomance.nancyleebadger.com

I first posted this article on the Celtic Rose Blog on Dec. 1, 2010

Behind Every Great Woman Writer is a Man (in a kilt!)

My debut Scottish historical paranormal romance novel came out a few months ago and I am still dancing the Highland Fling. Not really, but I would if I had the sturdy calves and tiny waist to look good on a stage. DRAGON’s CURSE came to me after I decided to use the vast array of knowledge, which lay readily at my fingertips…and in my bed.MY OTHER BOOKS...

My husband is a giant of a man with Nordic coloring and an ancestry reaching back to the Scottish Highlands. I fell in love with a six-foot four, blonde haired, blue-eyed God while in college in Plymouth, New Hampshire. I knew he was a European history major vying for a liberal arts degree, but I enjoyed watching him play lacrosse and he enjoyed driving me around in his ’65 Mustang. 

The Scottish research actually began with his grandfather, Lester Bean Badger, who was in his nineties when we met. Lester, a Vermonter through and through, owned an original copy of ‘The Life & Family of John Bean of Exeter & His Cousins’ and had actually helped author Bernie Bean with some information. Retracing the family’s path from Scotland to America consumed Richard and me for many years to come.

Once we had two sons of our own, finding out about where this Scottish side originated turned more important. We started attending the New Hampshire Highland games with Richard’s family from their inception in 1975. Richard started volunteering his time in the early 1980’s. After the boys got older, I joined in. In 2009 I was awarded a 10-year service pin and Richard received a 25-year pin! We volunteered this past July as well.

Time spent at the games—along with people we have met, research books we picked up, photos we took, and notes I jotted—morphed into several story lines. I used clan maps and encyclopedias on Scottish history to choose a time, corresponding historical events, and locations. Richard helped me decide which story thread made sense, and our mutual enjoyment of the games keeps us interested and working toward a common goal—publishing my completed novels!

Besides DRAGON’S CURSE, released June 25, 2010 by Whispers Publishing, I completed a larger Scottish historical using other important events along with a time travel twist. I am currently searching for an agent who has the same passion for witches, dragons, and all things Scottish—someone like me!

For a little more on the historical aspect of the games, read my article  HIGHLAND GAMES: THEN AND NOW:   http://bit.ly/bJXkR8

BIO

Nancy Lee Badger grew up in Huntington Long Island, eldest daughter of Robert and Audrey Beegle. She raised a family in the lakes and mountains of New Hampshire. She now lives with her husband in Raleigh, NC and writes fulltime. She loves everything Scottish. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, Sisters in Crime, and Celtic Heart Romance Writers. Nancy also writes contemporary romance and romantic suspense as Nancy Lennea, www.nancylennea.comDRAGON’S CURSE is available from Amazon for Kindle and from Whispers Publishing, ww.whispershome.com  

Her website: www.nancyleebadger.com

and her blog: www.RescuingRomance.nancyleebadger.com

Buy Link: http://bit.ly/93hRiM

BOOK BLURB

Sometimes a special gift and an unwanted curse cannot keep destined lovers apart.

Brianna Macleod has accompanied a shipload of her guardian’s friends to a remote island off the coast of Scotland. She eludes these Highland hunters to keep her innocence…and her gift of sight. Her attitude against falling for womanly desires changes when she nearly drowns. Saved by the talons of a terrifying winged beast, she awakens—naked—in a cave, beside an unusual man.

Cursed by a vengeful witch to transform into a dragon at inopportune times, Draco MacDonald hides on this deserted island to live alone: until he plucks a servant girl from certain death. Fueled by jealousy, and tempered by fear for her safety, he succumbs to an unfamiliar desire to mate. Her kisses propel him to dare to make her his own.

Set in 1592 Scotland on the Scottish island of Staffa, the cursed hero battles a ghostly witch, a hunter set on rape, and his own growing desire for a young woman with premonitions of his death.

Her kisses propel him to dare to make her his own.

EXCERPT

He tasted of salt and the sea, causing a laugh to bubble up from between her bruised lips.

“What, pray tell, have I done to amuse ye?”

“Ranald smells of blood and dung and tastes of ale. Ye smell—and taste—delicious.” She pulled his head back down and drank him in. The soft cries of seabirds mingled with the gentle boom of breaking waves. The salty breeze swept over her and cooled the heat rising from her body.

His fingers thrust inside her secret place repeatedly. Passion rose and she nearly swooned. When his gentle touch disappeared, she groaned her displeasure. He chuckled.

“What is so funny, sir?” Her words came out weak and breathy.

“I plan to taste ye as well.”

“Ye have already accomplished this, sir. Have ye forgotten so soon?” His response, another low chuckle, caused her brow to furrow, and when he dropped kisses on the tight fabric of her frock, just below her breasts, she nearly asked the man why he headed in the wrong direction. Then, he placed a kiss on the meager piece of thin chemise covering the sensitive juncture of her thighs.

She froze.

“Relax, sweet one. Accept my offering and enjoy the moment. Ye will thank me, when the task is complete.”

The man spoke in riddles.  She closed her eyes and relaxed her thighs. I trust him. He will no’ harm me, this I know.

“Ye honor me, sweet lass.”

The DARKER SIDE of Scottish Islands

For all the Scottish lovers out there…

My debut Scottish historical paranormal romance, DRAGON’S CURSE has gained popularity and I am pleased. Since writing a historical novel of any kind must start with a period of time, I researched several books, clan maps, and navigated around the internet to find a setting for my novel. I am still amazed at the amount of information that is at your fingertips these days! I delved deeply and came across two islands, both off the west coast of Scotland. Each suited my story.

The island of Eigg is found in the Atlantic Ocean near the Isle of Mull and is easily reachable from the mainland of Scotland. Its dark history shouted at me while I skimmed through several books. Back around 1577 there was a lengthy feud between the Macleod and Macdonald clans. Seems a boatload of Macleods, staying on the island, grew a bit too amorous and caused trouble with the local girls. Subsequently rounded up, bound, and then cast adrift, they were rescued by other clansmen.

Eigg Island

In response, a party of Macleods from Skye landed on Eigg with revenge in mind. Deep snow covered the ground but the islanders had already spotted them. The approximately 400 villagers hid in a secret cave called the Cave of Frances, known back then as Uamh Fhraing. Moss, undergrowth, and a waterfall hid its tiny entrance. The Macleods set sail when they found the entire island deserted. The story goes that a Macdonald carelessly climbed onto a promontory to watch their departure. They spotted him!

 

The Macleods returned and followed his footprints back to the cave. They then rerouted the water, piled wood at the cave entrance, and then set fire to it. The cave filled with smoke and asphyxiated everyone inside. Only one family managed to escape. Using this tidbit, I used poetic license to make my hero, Draco Macdonald, wrongly accused of being the villager who the Macleods spotted, thereby causing the deaths of his clansmen. The village witch comes back as a ghost to haunt him and curses him for the deaths. For the next 15 years, he is cursed to shape shift into a dragon at inopportune times.

 

I needed my hero to hide himself away from humans, and searched for an island near Eigg that was uninhabited at the time of my story. I discovered Staffa. In pre-historic times, ice sheets covered Staffa. Around 20,000 years ago, sea levels were about 125 meters (410 ft) lower than at present and researchers believe Staffa was a larger island. It sits just off the coast of mainland Scotland, also near the Isle of Mull, and Iona.

 

Staffa

Steadily rising sea levels have further isolated this little island of volcanic origin. The slow cooling of a layer of basalt resulted in an unusual pattern of hexagonal columns. They form the walls of the principal caves. These columns are also divided horizontally by cross joints. Staffa’s most famous feature is Fingal’s Cave (known pre-eighteenth century as An Uamh Bhin, also known as “the melodious cave”. I use this information during my story when my heroine, Brianna Macleod, notices the ghostly music. DRAGON’S CURSE also sports a wonderful book cover where the cover artist, Traci Markou, used an actual photo of the big cave on Staffa.

In 1772, a single family lived on Staffa and subsisted on a diet of barley oats, flax and potatoes, and whatever their grazing animals could provide. Photos, and a video of someone’s recent vacation, showed that low bushes and grassy meadows cover the island. No trees! This fact was important and gave me a reason for Brianna to walk along the shore collecting driftwood for their campfires. By the end of the eighteenth century, humans no longer lived on Staffa.

Its severe weather, rocky coasts, giant caves, and closeness to the mainland of Scotland made Staffa a perfect setting for DRAGON’S CURSE. I hope you will pick up a copy and think of the dark and ominous islands of Scotland as you read.

BOOK BLURB: Sometimes a special gift and an unwanted curse cannot keep destined lovers apart.

Brianna Macleod has accompanied a shipload of her guardian’s friends to a remote island off the coast of Scotland. She eludes these Highland hunters to keep her innocence…and her gift of sight. Her attitude against falling for womanly desires changes when she nearly drowns. Saved by the talons of a terrifying winged beast, she awakens—naked—in a cave, beside an unusual man.

Cursed by a vengeful witch to transform into a dragon at inopportune times, Draco MacDonald hides on this deserted island to live alone: until he plucks a servant girl from certain death. Fueled by jealousy, and tempered by fear for her safety, he succumbs to an unfamiliar desire to mate. Her kisses propel him to dare to make her his own.

Set in 1592 Scotland on the Scottish island of Staffa, the cursed hero battles a ghostly witch, a hunter set on rape, and his own growing desire for a young woman with premonitions of his death. Her kisses propel him to dare to make her his own.

MORE ABOUT ME: I write fulltime and live with my husband in Raleigh, NC. I am a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, Celtic Heart Romance Writers, and Sisters in Crime. I also write contemporary romance and romantic suspense as Nancy Lennea: www.nancylennea.com and at www.nancylennea-inlove.blogspot.com

DRAGON’S CURSE is available from Whispers Publishing. You can buy Dragon’s Curse at: http://bit.ly/93hRiM
and at www.Amazon.com for Kindle.

This article was posted originally on Aug. 4, 2010 at BABBLING ABOUT BOOKS & MORE.

Highland Games: A Research Opportunity

DRAGONS OF SCOTLAND by Nancy Lee Badger

Today I am talking about Dragons. These legendary creatures are typically pictured as having serpent-like or reptilian traits. Dragons are featured in the myths of cultures spanning the globe. Today, I will concentrate on the mythological dragons of Scotland. Scotland is where I base my newest novella, DRAGON’S CURSE.

From Cirein Croin, a sea serpent believed to be the largest creature ever, to the long, thick tailed wingless Beithar who haunted the quarries and mountains around Glen Coe, to the infamous Loch Ness Monster, dragons have been a part of Scottish folklore. Some say dragons are a mix of the serpent, the feline, and the predatory bird, the great predators of prehistoric times. Once man started to walk upright, he combined them into one terrifying beast, and the dragon was born.

One tale of bravery and love mentions the Rowan Tree. In the tale of Froach & the Rowan Tree, Froach swims to an island to gather berries from a magic Rowan Tree to save the life of his lover’s mother. He slips past the dragon guarding the tree then swims home only to discover he needs the entire branch. Back he goes, but the dragon awakes. Froach is wounded and swims toward home. His lover throws him a sword so he can kill the dragon and get to shore. Some say Froach dies, but the romantic in me believes the few who say he and his lover lived happily ever after. I have included the Rowan Tree in my story line in Dragon’s Curse. A Mountain Ash, in the family Rosaceae, it is native throughout the cool, temperate regions of the Northern Hemisphere. It finds a welcome home in the Scottish Highlands. With red foliage and large clumps of red berries each autumn, the Rowan is one of the most familiar wild trees of the British Isles.

Another story revolves around the most famous dragon of Scotland: the Loch Ness Monster or ‘Nessie’. Yes, Nessie is classified as a dragon even though many assume it is a leftover dinosaur or lake fish that has grown to gigantic proportions. Tales of Nessie date from the sixth century and one story goes like this: When Saint Columba traveled through the country of the Picts, he had to cross the River Ness. He came across Picts burying a man said to have been bitten by the water-monster. Not a stupid man, Columba ordered one of his men to swim across and return with a boat. The chosen man, Lugneus Mocumin swam off, but the monster saw him and charged. All on shore stood in horror except Columba, who raised his holy hand and inscribed the Cross in the air. He called upon the name of God and commanded the beast, saying, “Go no further! Do not touch the man! Go back at once!” The monster drew back, retreating to the depths of the Loch. Unharmed, Lugneus brought the boat back. Everyone was astonished. The heathen savages who witnessed the miracle were overcome and came to know the magnificence of the God of the Christians.

Nessie and Loch Ness are the most famous tourist attraction in Scotland and the locals will tell you about the mythical sea creature that some have actually seen in modern times and is probably a stranded dragon. The dragon can be seen as a symbol of the Celts, Picts and other early heathens of the area.

Where does this leave us today? Dragons have found their way into many modern books and movies. Shape shifters are a modern day paranormal storyline and several authors have used dragon lore to create stories to entertain us all. My story is slightly different. My hero has been cursed by a dead witch for a crime he did not commit. Cursed to transform into a dragon at inopportune times, Draco Macdonald decides to live out his years on the uninhabited island of Staffa. These plans go awry when Brianna Macleod arrives with a hunting party.

For more information concerning dragons and dragon lore, check your local library, book store, or these websites:

http://theserenedragon.net

http://www.monstropedia.org

DRAGON’S CURSE is available from Whispers Publishing at: http://www.whispershome.com/book_pages/dragons_curse.html

Also available at All Romance E Books at: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-dragonscurse-442152-144.html

Upload it to your Kindle at Amazon at: http://www.amazon.com/Dragons-Curse-ebook/dp/B003TV4EAO/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1282275913&sr=1-2

I wrote this article and it was originally posted June 25th 2010 at http://HistoryUndressed.blogspot.com

Visit my website! www.nancyleebadger.com

Excerpt:Pleasure mingled with a sudden sense of cautious clarity. “Please, sir. Do no’ dishonor me in such a way.”His quiet murmurs soothed her as she gazed deep into his eyes. Brianna inhaled a sharp breath at the flames dancing in their centers. Fear threatened to undo her, yet curiosity enticed her to press her fingers against his lips, forcing them apart. He growled.“Ah, I see. Ye are a beast.” The calm strength behind her words must have taken him aback, for he loosened his grip on her.“I am more, I am less. I am cursed, yet I feel blessed at this moment. Lay with me and soothe my pain, and I shall do my best to pleasure ye.”

Brianna nodded. The realization she possessed no control over her actions proved the man had cast a spell. He bent lower and kissed her with a tenderness she never hoped to share with a man. Any man.

Certainly no’ Ranald.

“Who is this Ranald? I plan to kill him, so tell me where to find him or I shall feel compelled to remove the head of every man on this island to make sure I have laid him low.

She laughed. “Ranald is a pig, though I doubt he tastes as fine. Gregor, Cook, and Nia pledged to look out for me. He shall no’ be a problem.

Her words seemed to sway him because he returned his lovely mouth to hers and continued his satisfying assault with fingers, lips, and tongue.

Writer Inspiration & Highland Games

HIGHLAND GAMES

Bagpipes, the Loch Ness Monster, castles, whisky, the Highland moors…these things instantly bring to mind small—yet steeped in history—Scotland. Many American and Canadian citizens can trace their roots back to Scotland and some of these people celebrate these relationships by organizing, volunteering at, and attending Highland games. When I first met the man I was destined to marry, his grandfather and father had already done immense research into their Scottish ancestry. Both a grandfather and grandmother hailed from clans, in this case Gunn and MacBean. We have attended the New Hampshire Highland Games from the time they started back in 1975. In the early 1980s, my husband began his long stint as volunteer. I stayed home with the boys until the youngest showed an interest in his Scottish lineage, then also volunteered. Marching bands, odd looking food, and colorfully dressed kilts amid the spectacular fall foliage of the New Hampshire’s White Mountains makes for a memorable day.The NH games has turned into an annual three day event, now visited by over 40,000 people! We volunteer as a family and, even though my husband and I moved to the south, we still travel to the NH games annually where we offer our service in the information tent. Our sons join us there to help us sell official programs, hand out maps and schedules of events, and sell raffle tickets, the proceeds of which fund scholarships.This annual celebration has turned into a major undertaking and the Board of Directors and office staff work tirelessly to coordinate the many entertainment venues, clan representatives, venders of food and goods, and hundreds of volunteers, in order to bring the sights, sounds, and flavors of Scotland to New England.Volunteering every hour of the three days is too much to ask of anyone, since there is so much to do and see, so my husband and I gather several hardy individuals to share the load. This affords everyone with time to either go watch the sheep dog trials, taste the shortbread, scones, bridies,  meat pies, shop the venders, or listen to rock bands. No one wants to miss the athletes as they toss the caber, a tree length wooden pole.

Many states, communities, and organizations host their own Highland games and these games welcome everyone…a Scottish lineage or kilt are not required! If you enjoy harps, bagpipes, Highland dance, wonderful food and a sea of brightly colored wool (and is there anything more sexy than a man in a kilt?) please visit a Highland games or Scottish festival soon. Here are a few links that will help you on your way. If you visit the New Hampshire Highland games in Lincoln, NH Sept. 17, 18, 19 2010 please stop by the information tent and say “Hi.” My family and I will be busy helping out.

Check out these links:  

The New Hampshire Highland Games in NH   www.nhscot.org.

The Grandfather Mountain Games in NC  www.gmhg.org

Central Florida Scottish Highland Games www.flascot.com

Pacific Northwest Scottish Highland Games in WA www.sshga.org

Celtic Roots Festival in Ontario  www.celticfestival.ca/

The Maine Highland Games in ME www.mainehighlandgames.org

The Vermont Highland Games in VT www.quecheescottishfestival

These are only a few of the festivals available in the United States and Canada.

For a little more on the historical aspect of the games, read my article

HIGHLAND GAMES: THEN AND NOW:   http://bit.ly/bJXkR8

Nancy Lee Badger writes fulltime and lives with her husband in Raleigh, NC. She loves everything Scottish. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, and Celtic Heart Romance Writers. She is celebrating the release of her Scottish historical DRAGON’S CURSE available from Whispers Publishing.

Buy Link: http://bit.ly/93hRiM   Also available as a Kindle download at Amazon.com.

Visit her website: www.nancyleebadger.com, and her blog www.RescuingRomance.nancyleebadger.com For excerpts and more information.

Nancy will be attending the Grandfather Mountain Highland Games in North Carolina July 8th through July 11th 2010 and hopes to see you there. She’ll be the one busy scribbling in her notebook while sitting under the Clan Gunn or Clan MacBean tents.

SCOTTISH PROVERBS

I think of proverbs as simple, popular sayings. The Oxford English Dictionary explains a proverb as: “a pithy saying in general use”, and the Longman Dictionary says it is: “a short well known phrase or sentence, which contains advice about life.” Often repeated, proverbs express a truth based on common sense. Proverbs are wise words of wisdom, said in a hidden way. In many cases, we heard them given as advice or as warnings.

Proverbs are handed down generation-to-generation, country to country, and through more than one language. The ‘Bible’s’ ‘Book of Proverbs’, and medieval Latin, have played a large role in distributing proverbs across Europe, although almost every culture has examples of its own.

Everyone has heard proverbs, in one form or another, retold over and again by the people who influenced their lives. Sage expressions such as hast makes wast, willful waste makes woeful want, and penny wise, pound fool were meant to guide us in our younger years. Spouted by our parents, schoolteachers, and clergy, we children were taught to use them wisely upon reaching adulthood. Recalling their words make us pause when faced with an important decision.

I write Scottish historical novels and my research has uncovered several interesting tidbits. I am amazed at the vast number of proverbs linked to Scottish origins. Many of these I found in literary texts written before 1600! Several of these old adages sounded familiar!

My favorites among the proverbs I recorded for this article are the ones that mention our furry or feathered friends. Please bear with me. I believe they will also ring true, even though their translations from Scottish dialects to English sound funny!

Waken not sleeping dogs. I agree. Good advice! I like owning ten fingers. Ye cannot make a silk purse of a sows lug. I felt this way when in my younger years, until the braces came off. Love me, love my dog. My sister, the veterinarian, lives this. A given horse should not be lookt in the teeth. I never let on which wedding gifts were God-awful-ugly! A few eventually found their way into one of our yard sales. Better a fowl in hand nor twa flying. I have always had a problem with taking ready cash and investing it in order to make more. With the all-too-recent economic downturn, this became a wise choice. Ane may lead a horse to the water, but four and twenty cannot gar him drink. I married a man just as stubborn! I find it best NOT to give him a choice about anything. And, this last one made me break out laughing, especially when I remember awkward family dinners! Fidlers, dogs and flies, come to the feast uncalled. (Just kidding, Mom and Dad)

Born a Scorpio, I have also used several adages from my childhood to tame my temper and found it TRUE that the higher up, the greater the fall. No one loves a bitch. What about all is not gold that glitters? Many instances in my life have shown me the truth in these words, especially when I recall our first home. It looked like a castle to our young first-time homebuyers eyes. What a money-pit.

As a volunteer EMT, I often responded to an emergency scene and arrived first. I learned many hands makes light work and always breathed a little easier when my squad showed up to back me up. Of course, my mom used that same proverb around my sisters and I quite frequently! And, a new bissom sweeps clean is recognizable in any language. Maybe we ignored her words at the time, as it goes in at one ear, and out the other, but I remember her wisdom years later.

You can find oodles of Scottish Proverbs in a vast selection of printed books, on-line resources, and even T-shirts! How have proverbs passed through time and space to guide our thoughts and actions? Family stories, one generation to the next, is the most common method. When you find yourself pausing before acting on some impulse which may change your life forever, think back on those little Scottish proverbs. And remember: no door ever closed but another opened. When you do, you may be delighted to find that all is well that ends well.

For more information on Scottish Proverbs try:
http://www.compassrose.org/
www.worldofquotes.com/proverbs
http://www.cafepress.com/
http://www.rampantscotland.com/

This article was written by Nancy Lee Badger and first published on November 13, 2009 on http://HistoryUndressed.blogspot.com

Interview: A TASTE FOR ALE with John Demasi.

Research is a big time-consumer when I write a historical romance novel. I set my adventures in ancient Scotland and the marvelous bits of information, found in books and the internet, get me excited. Researching beer and ale for my work-in-progress, ‘Spellbound Highlander’, set in 1598 Scottish Highlands, I thought about the area skirting the eastern shore of the North Sea. Did the harsh climate let them grow the necessary ingredients?

In order to answer my questions, I scoured the internet and came across an interesting website. I have asked John DeMasi of www.ProhibitionHomebrew.com to help me understand more about this naturally made beverage.

Nancy: Thanks for joining me John

John: Hi Nancy, I’m glad to be here.

Nancy: Tell us a little bit about your business.

John: Prohibition Homebrew is an online retail store for home brewers and home vintners, as well as those interested in adopting the hobby. We have the ingredients and equipment necessary to brew your own beer and wine, as well as information on how to brew it.

Nancy: My research shows Scotland has produced beer and ale for thousands of years. Is there a difference between beer and ale?

John: Well, yes and no. An ale is a type of beer. In the most rudimentary sense, “beer” is broken down into two broad categories: ales and lagers. An ale is a type of beer which is created using top-fermenting yeasts, while a lager is produced using bottom-fermenting yeast. There are numerous subsets of each, and even hybrids between the two. There are Belgian ales, Brown ales, Pale ales and of course– Scottish ales! Similarly, Lagers include various Pilsners, American Lagers, and Bocks to name a few.

Nancy: I was amazed to hear Scotland’s method of using bittering herbs is older than Europe’s. I read where organic remains found inside pots gave modern brewers the ability to recreate today’s ale with the same taste. Are any of your products able to recreate something akin to ancient Scottish brews?

John: Yes. Unfortunately, we do not have a specific “ancient Scottish” brew kit (containing all the ingredients for a specific recipe). However, we carry many of the ingredients which were used in ancient Scottish brews. Before the advent of hops in beer a variety of different herbs and spices were used. The heather plant is common to the Scottish countryside. Its tips were, and still can be, used to add a floral and aromatic character to beer. Similarly, sweet gale is a deciduous shrub found abundantly in the Northern Hemisphere, especially on the Scottish moors and bogs. It was historically used for beer flavoring before hops. We also carry herbs used in European brewing before the use of hops.

Nancy: I found one website selling something called Froach Heather Ale. They state leann fraoich means heather ale, made from boiling malted barley, sweet gale, and then adding flowering heather. Anything like this in your catalog?

John: Unfortunately, not at this time. We carry the ingredients necessary however and a simple Google search for “Heather ale” will bring up tons of different recipes which other home brewers have posted on homebrew forums.

Nancy: ‘Drop Your Kilt’ Scottish Ale caught my eye as it is promptly touted on your webpage. You share the recipe with readers. Do you sell all the ingredients? Can anyone make this at home?

John: We sure do. One of the recipe kits we sell is our ‘Drop Your Kilt’ Scottish Ale. Like all our recipe kits, it contains all the ingredients (hops, grains, yeast, etc.) that you need to make a batch of beer as well as detailed instructions on how to brew it. Truly anyone with the ambition can make it at home! However, there is some basic equipment you will need. You can check out the ‘Equipment Kits’ section of our website to get a better idea of some basic kits and general pieces of equipment you will need.

Nancy: Second only to single malt Scotch Whisky, my husband loves a product from a local brewery with a Scottish name. It is not a true Scots product, and he was thinking of trying to brew his own. Do you carry everything he needs?

John: We should. If there is any particular item your husband cannot find already on our website he, or anyone else, can email us at: Customers@prohibitionhomebrew.com and we will do our best to special order it. I am also happy to answer any questions, and can be reached directly at: John@prohibitionhomebrew.com.

Nancy: How long until his homebrew would be ready to taste?

John: Going back to your original question, it will depend on what style of beer your husband is trying to make. The temperature of fermentation and the quality of yeast will determine when a beer will taste its best. However, it takes around four weeks for many types of ale.

Nancy: Any other interesting things you can tell us about your business? 

We are working on a recipe-sharing forum, known as the Speakeasy, so that home brewers can trade their own recipes, as well as a custom label making section so that individuals can make customized labels right within our site. Our staff loves home brewing and is very knowledgeable. We are willing to answer any questions people may have and no question is too great or too small. I hope your article sparks some interest in potential future brewers because this is an incredibly enjoyable hobby. The Scottish ale has a deep copper color. The hardy, rich character of this ale is much a reflection of its own people and it is not surprising that after thousands of years these characteristics have endured.

Nancy: Wow! You sure have raised my interest in the possibility of home brewing. I am still in awe that flowers and bits of shrubbery work together with yeast and come up with such a worldwide favorite like ale. My research shows it was a staple of life in the less-than-hospitable Highlands of Scotland, where I base some of my stories, such as ‘Dragon’s Curse’ coming out June 25th from Whispers Publishing. Thanks for helping me understand the language and I hope my readers will visit your website, http://www.ProhibitionHomebrew.com. Make-your-own beer kits sound like a great gift idea!

(all photos shown today were taken by and copywrited by Nancy Lee Badger)

Nancy’s article first ran December 4, 2009 on http://HistoryUndressed.blogspot.com