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April Greetings from Kathleen Eagle

Apr 4, 2005

Technology is getting way ahead of me. This month I'm
doing a "teleconference" interview, and I'm not even sure
how it works. All I know is that on April 26 at 7:30 pm
I'll be hooked up to an interviewer by phone, and we'll
chat. The weird thing is that anyone who wants to can
listen in. No, not on the radio. By phone! If you're
interested, visit http://www.armchairinterviews.com/ and
see what it's all about. You can sign up to participate in
my interview, and you can even send in a question for the
interviewer, Andrea Sisco, to ask me. Andrea has read both
NIGHT FALLS LIKE SILK and its prequel, THE NIGHT REMEMBERS,
and she's an experienced TV interviewer. Should be fun.

Well, I've improved my web site updating habits. Now that
A VIEW OF THE RIVER (Sept '05) is finished and well along
in the editorial process at my publishing house, I can
breathe a little easier. I don't know why this was such a
difficult book to write. I love the setting, love the
characters, was intrigued by the setup right from the
getgo. The hero is an Ojibwe holy man. He might also be
called a pipe carrier, but the term "medicine man" is
Hollywood-ish. We (husband Clyde and I) have known several
holy men, and I'm fascinated by the challenge that calling
presents. Traditionally, a holy man does not take payment
for conducting ceremonies, but might receive gifts.
Non-Indian "new agers" seem to have a fascination with
Indian medicine, and, of course, I do, too--even though I'm
not a new ager. There's a bit of hippie in me, and I'm
getting some age on me (as Clyde would say), but I'm the
Eagle's Nest resident skeptic and straight man. And that's
the role of the heroine in A VIEW OF THE RIVER.

If you hop over to www.kathleeneagle.com and go to the
April News, you'll see pictures of our baby's wedding (2
years ago), the event that really inspired this story.
When I visited with the manager of the Linden Hill Retreat
and Conference Center (Little Falls, MN) she showed me some
strange pictures that were taken on the premises. Ghost
photography? Interesting, but rmember, I'm a skeptic.

Imagine my surprise when one of the pictures taken by my
dear author friend Pamela Bauer revealed an orb on
Christopher's cheek. You can see it vaguely on my web
site, but--you'll have to trust me on this--it's perfectly
clear in the original photo. Together with the history of
the estate--built by lumber barons whose industry caused
the displacement of the Ojibwe back at the turn of the 19th
century--the atmosphere at Linden Hill really got my
creative juices flowing.

My editor says the book is fabulous. No, she doesn't have
to say nice things. She's got The Power. Her first
comment: "Why can't I meet a man like Birch Trueblood?" I
can't wait to find out what readers think.

Happy Spring!