Look what I found !!!

Still unpacking after the big move...and finding stuff every day I'd forgotten about. I ran across these delightful facts about our wonderful English language.

There are two words in the English language that have all five vowels in order: "abstemious" and "facetious".

There is a word in the English with only one vowel which occurs six times:
"indivisibility."

The only 15 letter word which can be spelled without repeating a letter is "uncopyrightable".

No word in the English language rhymes with "month".

"Stewardesses" is the longest word typed with only the left hand. With your right, it's "lollipop".

Here's an excerpt from my newest book, coming Sept.28th. Just got the cover this week, and love it!

"Rurik said nothing for a long quiet spell. His father didn’t press him and they sat in silence. He knew his father wanted him to commit to helping this child. Wanted it badly. But he also knew Vale would never say a chiding word if he decided this whole elf business was just too much for him.

Rurik hesitated. His precious freedom would slip away if he took on the task of trying to help this little girl. Part of him shouted at him to walk away while he could. Go back to his research and his book and finish what he’d started there. Where he knew he could be a success. Maybe he’d try to help his father after that.

And maybe he’d never find the courage to come back.

With a startling clarity Rurik knew he’d reached a critical passage in his life. His next words would determine his future. It all boiled down to one decision. Did he want to be a responsible elf, or did he want to ignore his heritage and forge his own path?

The latter tempted him with a siren’s call that played seductively in his head. He could advance to the top in his own field. Even if he helped his father now, he’d be forever a second rate elf. He could never compare to others in his illustrious family.

Rurik closed his eyes for a brief moment. Mary Beth’s face flashed into his mind, smiling slightly as she’d won the second checkers’ game.  Actually he’d had a bit of trouble with all the games. She was a first rate player, but that was beside the point. What mattered was she responded to no one but him. She’d disappear back into her shell if he didn’t appear tomorrow. She might never give anyone else the chance to discover her secrets and let her out of her cage of silence.

He thought suddenly of how he’d known how to reach her with his checkers challenge. That had not been his brilliance. He’d never planned what to say. Something or someone had guided his every word to her. He’d opened his mouth and the words poured out, with no thought at all on his part. He knew what that meant.

He sighed again. Damn it all, he was somewhat of a true elf. A flawed one, compared to his father, but still an elf.

Damn and double damn."

Please notice the sexy, pointed, elves ears! Would love comments, good or bad. That's how a writer learns. This is book five in my Passionate Pursuit, with three more to go. Love writing about my sexy elves!!!,

You can find other excerpts at my website, www.jeanhartstewart.com, and at www.ellorascave,com