Kitty’s War

Today it is my pleasure to welcome author Barbara Whitaker and her historical romance novel, Kitty’s War.

Author’s description

Seeking adventure, shy Kitty Greenlee joins the Women’s Army Corps. In 1944 England, as secretarial support to the 8th Air Force, she encounters her dream man, a handsome lieutenant who only has eyes for her blonde friend. Uncomfortable around men, Kitty doesn’t think the handsome officer could want someone like her.

Recovering from wounds, Ted Kruger wants to forget about losing his closest friends and have fun before returning to danger as a bomber navigator. When Ted recognizes Kitty as the girl who rescued him two years before, he must choose between dating the sexy blonde or pursuing quiet, serious-minded Kitty even though he knows he’s not nearly good enough for her.

As the war gears up with the D-Day invasion, will Kitty and Ted risk their hearts as well as their lives?

About the Author

Barbara grew up in a small town in Tennessee where the repeated stories of  local and family history became embedded in her psyche. Fascinating tales of wartime, from her parents and her in-laws, instilled an insatiable curiosity about World War II. After retiring from her sensible career in accounting, she began full time pursuit of her lifelong love of  historical romantic fiction. Enjoying every minute of research, Barbara spends hours reading, watching old, black-and-white movies and listening to big band music.

Although Barbara and her husband have been longtime residents of Florida, they both still think of Tennessee as “home.”

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My Favorite Excerpt

Once all the WACs were ashore, they marched to a loading area and climbed aboard waiting trucks. Packed like sardines, they had to pile their overstuffed duffle bags on their feet.

perf5.000x8.000.inddKatherine squirmed to get more comfortable and bit her trembling lip.

Madge leaned close. “You okay, kid?”

She nodded, but it was a lie. She fought the panic, pushed it deep inside.

“We’re here. We’ll be settled soon.” Madge tried to reassure her, and Katherine was grateful.

“I know.” She placed her hands on her midsection. “I’ll feel better when my stomach calms down.” Truth was she didn’t like the in-between. She wanted to get there, wherever there was, and get to work. She closed her eyes, leaned her head back against the canvas cover, and willed herself not to cry. After all, she wasn’t alone. Madge was here with her. She’d made it so far. This was the biggest adventure of her life. She wouldn’t fall apart now.

Madge patted her hand, and Katherine realized she had squeezed it into a tight fist. “Kitty. Relax. We’ll get there, in good time.”

“Are you Kitty?” a girl across from them asked.

Katherine’s eyes flew open. She nodded and forced a smile. Madge had dubbed her Kitty when they’d first met. And Katherine had accepted it because she’d wanted so badly for Madge to be her friend.

“I heard you were on the ship. You’re the one who got all the commendations back in Boston, aren’t you?” The girl stuck her hand across the mound of duffle bags. “I’m Dallas.”

Kitty nodded, unsure whether the girl meant her comment as a compliment or a jibe. She leaned forward and politely shook the girl’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”

The Women of Christmas

birth-of-jesusThere aren’t a lot of women in the original, biblical Christmas story. This should come as no surprise given that in the bible as a whole women show up less frequently, and in more minor roles, then men. Years ago I decided I was going to conduct a sort of spontaneous self-taught class on comparative religions and to do so I was going read a holy book from every major religion in the world. I made it through ten of them. With one, maybe two, exceptions, the bible actually looked pretty good when it came to including women in the narrative, which gives you an idea of just how bad some of the others were.

visitation-by-albertinelli-florenceLet’s face it. It’s basically a patriarchal story about patriarchal times, as told and retold by men. Mary is pregnant and has a child, which is what some woman has to do in any story in which there is a birth. Elizabeth, Mary’s cousin, gets to play a brief but kind of cool role as a precognitive who has an inkling of what is coming. I think the bible gives it about a paragraph, but in any reality I can imagine, when one cousin turns to another and says anything resembling “hey cousin, blessed are you among women” you know that the conversion is going to go on for awhile.

What we don’t get to hear about is what Mary’s mother Ann thinks of this whole immaculate conception thing. Or Joseph’s mother for that matter. Is the woman who does half the work of running the inn (some would call her the innkeepers wife) sympathetic to this pregnant woman who is sent off to the barn? Is she angry with her husband for not kicking out the three drunk merchants in room four to make room for this nice couple? Or instead does she focus on how stupid these census laws are? I’d love to know the whole story.

Clearly doctors were not in the habit of attending births in those days, but midwives were. It’s hard to believe that a woman with no sexual experience and an older bachelor, who might well have been a virgin, too, managed to deliver their first child together without incident. My guess is that somebody sent for a midwife, and the story of the woman who delivered baby Jesus would have made a great addition.

what she said 1The British of a few hundred years ago seemed to really take to the angels and shepherds part of the story, given the amount of their Christmas carols inspired by the idea. I always wondered if girls got to be shepherds back then, and if they did, why were shepherds in pictures always boys? I decided it was because all the angels were girls.

As a child my favorite part of the Christmas story was the three wise men.  I don’t know, they just seemed more interesting than the rest of the people. Riding camels following a star, now that was cool. I though being a wise woman would have been a lot of fun. Arguably, three women on camels might have been quite a force for good. Maybe it’s a shame that the three wise women weren’t part of the story.

For other slightly offbeat looks at Christmas, see my posts “Christmas is Not about Love, but“,   “Duct Tape and Christmas Cards” and “The Future of Christmas.