Sunday, October 2, 2022

Meet BWL Authors - Diane Scott Lewis and Joan Soggie

Introducing 

Diane Scott Lewis

Diane is a BWL Author from Pennsylvania

 Diane Parkinson (Diane Scott Lewis) grew up near San Francisco, joined the Navy at nineteen, married in Greece and raised two sons in Puerto Rico, California, and Guam. She's a member of the Historical Novel Society and wrote book reviews for their magazine. She’s always loved travel and history and has had several historical novels published. Her most recent is the Revolutionary War novel, Her Vanquished Land.

Diane lives with her husband and one naughty puppy in western Pennsylvania.

For more on her books visit her website: www.dianescottlewis.org

Diane Parkinson
writing as Diane Scott Lewis - Facebook - Facebook Fan Page - Twitter @DSLewisHF  - http://www.dianescottlewis.org

Two of Diane's novels are featured below. Visit her Author page for more https://bookswelove.net/lewis-diane-scott/ 

 

 

Introducing Joan Soggie

Joan is a BWL Author from Saskatchewan 

 

 

Joan Soggie’s lifelong curiosity about her homeland has led her to explore the native prairie, the centuries-long relationship between the land and First Nations, and her own family’s settler history. Her 2014 non-fiction book, Looking for Aiktow, garnered praise from academics and general readers. “Beautifully told and filled with fascinating stories.” (Rick Book, author of Necking with Louise and Christmas in Canada.)   “The sort of plains history I particularly appreciate.” (Dr. David Meyer, professor emeritus, University of Saskatchewan.)

 

The prairie and all its creatures are her inspiration. Her family is her joy. She and her husband, Dennis, enjoy travelling and treasure days with their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.  Joan Soggie lives and writes in rural Saskatchewan

 For more about Joan's novels visit her BWL Author Page

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Saturday, October 1, 2022

BWL Publishing Inc. new releases for October 2022

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Desperate to save her people from the Marauders swarming her space freighter, Kefira prays for a miracle. Blake Volkov, legendary captain of the Blue Phantom hears her plea and deems her and her refugees worthy of his help. Grateful for the rescue, Kefira finds his price shocking. But despite his glowing wings, handsome looks and impressive abilities, Blake admits he is no angel… although Kefira’s feline bodyguard strongly disagrees.

Meanwhile, an old enemy bent on revenge unleashed an unspeakable evil on the galaxy. Time to face past mistakes… time for innocent blood to flow. Nothing prepared Kefira for the upheaval ahead.

Can Blake find redemption? Can Kefira save her people? Can she ever trust and love again?

 

Friday, September 30, 2022

Oh Baby: Eden Monroe

 

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Giving birth to more than one baby at a time is known as a higher-order birth and the more babies there are, the greater the rarity.

The Dionne quintuplets, Émile, Yvonne, Cécile, Marie and Annette, were indeed such a rarity. Born prematurely on May 28, 1934 near Callander, Ontario, all originated from one fertilized egg; “the quintuplets arising through the repeated twinning of the early single embryo”, according to Britannica.com. That means Elzire Dionne was actually carrying three sets of identical twins until Cecile’s twin was miscarried during the third month of pregnancy. The average estimate of spontaneous conception of quintuplets is extremely rare; the average estimate is one in over sixty million births says verywellfamily.com.

Twins are actually the most common multiple birth, and in Back in the Valley, Kane and Jessica Davidson welcomed identical twin boys, Jack and Tommy, during a late March blizzard:

Kane couldn’t speak for a moment and Bea understood, carrying the conversation until he eventually found his voice.

“You have every reason to be proud, and I’ll bet you’ve bought out the entire supply of baby boy cigars at the gift shop too.”

“Not yet,” he said as he wiped tears away with the back of his free hand, “but I’m about to. Oh Mum, I just can’t describe how it felt to hold my boys for the first time. It was the best day of my life.”

Fraternal (dizygotic) twins are more common than identical (monozygotic) twins. Fraternals can happen more than once in a family if the mother is prone to hyper ovulation (releasing more than one egg at a time), but more than one set of identical twins can also be born into the same family, although the chance of that happening are about 12,500 to one.

Nevertheless, the odds were in the Davidson’s favour in Back in the Valley:

“Did you say baby? Not baby, Kane, babies. We’re having twins again.”

“What!” Kane held Jessica at arm’s length so he could see her face. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Are you sure about that?”

“In addition to the exam the doctor did a blood and a urine test and both had elevated hCG. When I was pregnant for the baby we lost, my hCG levels were up, but with the twins it was really high – and now it’s really high again. Dr. Lafferty said there’s a very good possibility that this will be a multiples pregnancy too. Twins, maybe triplets.”

“Triplets! Come on, Jessica. No way. Triplets! We’re fertile, babe, but not that fertile.”

So who is most likely to have identical twins? As set out in verywellfamily.com: “Contrary to popular belief, the chances of having monozygotic twins are most often not related to your family history. If there is more than one set of identical twins in a family, it is probably due to luck or external environmental factors. Some genetic mutations have been identified that increase the chance of monozygotic twins, but these are very rare.

 


“However, dizygotic twins do run in families. This is mainly thought to be due to genes that increase the number of eggs released.

“Interestingly, in vitro fertilization (IVF) appears to increase the likelihood of having monozygotic twins.”


Markers that could influence fraternal twin (and sometimes triplet) conception include the mother being taller than average; having a higher BMI (body mass index of 30 or more); being thirty years of age or older (more likely to hyper ovulate as you grow older), or family history. Race is also a factor.  

“African-American women are more likely to have twins than any other race. Asian and Native Americans have the lowest twinning rates. Caucasian women, especially those over the age of 35, have the highest rate of higher-order multiple births (triplets or more).” (Beaumont.org/conditions/multiple-birth-about)

Igbo-Ora, a community in Southwestern Nigeria, is known as the twins capital of the world. (reuters.com) There, the incidence of twins is in fact the highest in the world, and diet could be a factor says Jean Carper, author of The Food Pharmacy, Dramatic New Evidence That Food Is Your Best Medicine, and a former senior medical correspondent for CNN in Washington:

“Some authorities, including Dr. Percy Nylander, a professor at the University of Ibadan in Nigeria, suspect that going heavy on yams could promote the birth of twins. That’s because the Nigerian Yoruba tribe he has studied has by far the highest rate of double births in the world – twice that anywhere else. And the Yorubas who eat prodigious amounts of yams, a staple of the tribal diet, have an even higher rate. The theory goes this way: yams are rich in hormone-like substances that trigger the release of other hormones, including one called follicle-stimulating hormone (FSH). This FSH, found in extremely high levels in Yoruba mothers of twins, is thought to stimulate the ovaries to release more than one ovum, setting the stage for double conception. Dr. Nylander also notes that the wealthier Yoruba people who have given up the tribal yam-dominated diet for Western fare have fewer twins.”

Another commonly held theory in Igbo-Ora that accounts for the high rate of twins there, is the consumption of the okra leaf popularly used to make stew “that should be eaten immediately and never stored.” (reuters.com)

Oyenike Bamimore of Igbo-Ora believes she’s living proof that the okra leaf results in the conception of twins. “Because I eat okra leaves a lot, I gave birth to eight sets of twins,” she said. (reuters.com)

However it’s unlikely that okra or yams were the principal diet eaten by the queen of multiple births, and not just twins. We have to step back to the 1700’s to meet the peasant woman who lived in Shuya, Russia. Her name was not recorded, other than she was the first wife of a Mr. Feodor Vassilyev. As set out in www.guinnessworldrecords.com/, Mrs. Vassilyev, through twenty-seven pregnancies, gave birth to sixteen pairs of twins, seven sets of triplets and four sets of quads for a grand total of sixty-nine children. Village records also indicate that when Mr. Vassilyev married for a second time he fathered eighteen more children. No mention was made of additional multiple births.

 



Thursday, September 29, 2022

About Elizabeth II -- Reminiscence

 


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 Inevitable that several of us BWL authors will write about the death of Queen Elizabeth, so here's my contribution. I still can't quite believe she is gone, even after ten days of a most Royal sendoff. She's been The Queen for most of my life. I do remember George VI's death, however, as this was also big news at our house. My parents discussed how brave the king had been, during the war, staying in London with his people, throughout the nightly bombing. 

On the great stage of today's (apparently) endless train of planetary disasters, her death doesn't mean much beyond the UK and the remaining commonwealth nations, but how well I remember Elizabeth's coronation, which took place when I was eight. With an Anglophile Mom, I couldn't help hearing--and viewing (for a new wonder, a television had just arrived in our home) an English Coronation, full of glittering regalia and history. 


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The idea of showing this rite to the public had been much debated beforehand--such a break with tradition! Those grainy black-and-white images of a beautiful young Queen inside her fairy-tale golden carriage, riding through gray, battered, postwar London, now all decked out beautifully for the celebration. The procession to the Abbey was followed by film of the mystery taking place inside. This was ground-breaking, this showing of so much of an ancient ritual to the public, but it proved to be a huge hit with the viewing public all over the world.  From now on, television would give those who liked to "royal watch" a whole new tool with which to engage. 

Anticipating the event, The New York Times was suddenly full of articles on the British royal family and also on English history, a news glut on a single subject, from the time of the death of King George VI onward to the crowning of the new, young queen.   From this time, I'd date my ever-increasing, ever-expanding, sixty year passion for learning about human history. 


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Certainly, at first, this history was of the WASP kind, as that was the brand on offer at my house. I had a scrapbook filled with articles clipped from Newsweek, the NYT, Look, and whatever magazine resources we had that dealt with current events. I was not a tidy kid, so this was a messy affair of white paste and missing bits of text, but I was thoroughly engaged while making it. 

When Mom took me to England after her divorce, I ended up in a country boarding school in Penzance. Here, I found myself regularly singing "God Save the Queen." My 5th form classmates were rather surprised to learn I already knew the words, but, with a Mom like mine, this had been inevitable. I had been taught that "When in Rome, do as the Romans do" so I adapted as fast as I could in all ways. 

I'd had no idea that a person could live on cabbage and potatoes and slices of brown bread and a single pat of butter, but that was what was on offer in boarding school, so I wolfed it down like everyone else. Post-war, even in the early sixties, things were tight and war-time frugality was still the order of the day. In winter, the school was kept at 45 F., and so our wool and flannel clothing was a necessity, not an affectation. We shared a once a week bath--3 girls bathed and washed their hair in the same tub. Therefore, the water was super hot to start, but I was often allowed that first bath by default, because no one else wanted to brave the temperature.

In London, while sightseeing, I saw huge open swathes of emptiness and broken bricks in some places, in others, like around St. Paul's Cathedral, there was an expansive green void on every side, where that huge ediface stood, white and shining, perfectly alone, a miracle of survival during the Blitz. 

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When Mom and I transferred ourselves to Barbardos, in what was then the British West Indies, we sang "God Save The Queen" there too. Barbados was part of the old British Commonwealth, and called Elizabeth II "Queen of Barbados," but I understand that this "Island in the Sun" has become a republic (as of November, 2021), and replaced the British Crowned head with a President, while remaining as part of the Commonwealth of Nations. English rule, begun in Barbados in 1627, has ended at last,  and with it, the days of Bajan schoolgirls singing "God Save the Queen."  



--Juliet Waldron



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Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Being a Writer Isn't Always About the Story By Connie Vines #Writing, #BWLInsidersBlog, #connievines-author.com

 There is a common myth that writers feel like writing all the time.



My writing process is tied to my emotions and the well-known writer's anxiety.   

Sometimes traumatic events in a writer's personal life can stop the creative flow--not forever but for a time. 

Why?

Because how the process of writing works or doesn't work can be fascinating or frustrating. 





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Being a writer is not just the creative process, the editing, and the re-editing; it's about the hustle and the sell. It's about readers leaving a positive review.

It is also about sharing, caring, and interacting with others. It is also about sharing joy.

It's about a birthday trinket from a younger (and taller) adult sibling 😀.

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Enjoying your first cup of hot pumpkin spice (hold the whip) latte for the season. 🎃☕

The scent of a pot of vegetable soup simmering on the stovetop and a pan of cornbread baking in the oven.

And the joyous laughter of your eldest granddaughter during the chaos of her bridal shower. And the fashion a 'wedding dress' from rolls of toilet paper contest. 

My two pups play with a toy and wrestle on the couch while I try to sip my morning cup of coffee and listen to the news. Of course, a toy hits my head and lands in my mug.

Chanel (not guilty, lol)



Gavin ( guilty: note Orange fox toy)


Every aspect of a writer's life is fodder for a future story, a newly minted character, or a scene. Emotions experienced by a writer weave their way into a fictional character. This is what defines the 'voice of an author.' 

The author's voice is just as important, if not more important, than the plot, setting, or storyline.

I believe this to be true because the author's voice is a writer's style, the quality that makes their writing unique. A character's voice is a character's speech and thought patterns in a narrative. The latter voice is one of the most vital elements of a story for fiction readers. (cite Google search).


Life is also about book teasers 😉...

Happy Almost Halloween!


"You and Elvis have done a great job on this house," Meredith said as her older sister led the way downstairs toward the kitchen, where the tour began. 

"Sorry I couldn't get over until now, but I've been sort of...well, busy." Slipping her Juicy Couture tortoise-shell framed sunglasses into a bright pink case, Meredith crammed them into her black Coach handbag. She hoped her sister didn't ask her to define busy. Becoming a zombie, and dealing with the entire raised form the dead issue over the past six months, was not a topic easily plunked into casual conversation.

Pippa waved the comment aside, "I'm glad you like it. We had such fun decorating. Of course, we couldn't do it all at once."

Even though Meredith was in the best relationship with her sister, she couldn't help but feel a sharp nip of jealousy. It hadn't been long since she'd had her own happy home. Unfortunately, she'd filed for divorce from Vicktor, and then there'd been that bizarre little accident where she'd ended up dead and then undead.




How do you feel about an author's voice?
Are you drawn to certain authors?

Or do you like a particular setting? 

Tell me all about it!

You can post to my Twitter/Instagram/or Facebook page :-)

What are you currently reading?  

What do you like best? Badboy/good girl (or reversed), Friends to Lovers, or?

Remember to visit my BWL page :-) Ebooks make great gifts!


Happy Reading,

Connie
XOXO










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Tuesday, September 27, 2022

Introducing the Blue Phantom and its gloomy captain - by Vijaya Schartz

 ANGEL SHIP, Book One of the Blue Phantom series
is an October 2022 release from BWL Publishing 
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There is a phantom ship that glows like a beacon in black space, appears and vanishes, and never registers on scanners. Rumors say it will save the righteous, the oppressed, and the downtrodden… and slay the unworthy without mercy. The space pirates fear it. Their victims pray for it... but its help comes at a price...

Desperate to save her people from the Marauders swarming her space freighter, Kefira prays for a miracle. Blake Volkov, legendary captain of the Blue Phantom hears her plea and deems her and her refugees worthy of his help. Grateful for the rescue, Kefira finds his price shocking.

Despite his glowing wings, handsome looks and impressive abilities, Blake admits he is no angel… although Kefira’s feline bodyguard strongly disagrees.

Meanwhile, an old enemy bent on revenge against Blake unleashed an unspeakable evil on the galaxy. Time to face past mistakes… time for innocent blood to flow. Nothing prepared Kefira for the upheaval ahead.

Can Blake find redemption? Can Kefira save her people? Can either of them ever trust again?

Cast of characters:

Kefira is a Sardar princess, the last descendent of a long line started by a goddess, to lead her people. Her name means “Young lioness” and she is loyal, fierce, and dedicated to take her people to the home of their ancestors, where they can live in peace and be safe. But travel is perilous. Since the collapse of the evil Galactic Trade Alliance, space pirates plunder, rape, kill, and trade slaves with impunity.

In this disorganized and lawless galaxy, Blake Volkov, captain of the Blue Phantom, is haunted by his past mistakes and doubts his self-worth. He vowed to redeem himself and erase the guilt of his shady past, by helping those worthy of rescue.

And, of course, there is a big cat named Karak, the heroine’s sturdy bodyguard. Their minds are linked, and his fangs and claws are deadly. He follows her in the boardroom and in battle. Karak’s devotion to his job and fierce protective instincts are only surpassed by his love for his human mom, who still calls him Kitten.

But in the shadows, a new evil power is rising to fill the void and take control of the galaxy. Matchitehew, Sorcerer Supreme of the Stygian Order, will stop at nothing to realize his ambitions, seeking revenge, ruling through fear, spilling rivers of blood, sacrificing the innocent…

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If you like science fiction, fantasy, action and danger, strong heroines, brave heroes, powerful villains, cats, robots, cyborgs, angels, and a touch of romance, you may want to also check out the other series in the Azura Universe: Azura Chronicles, set on an angel planet, and Byzantium, set on a space station.

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Happy Reading!


Vijaya Schartz, author
Strong Heroines, Brave Heroes, cats


Monday, September 26, 2022

Queen Victoria--Tricia McGill

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As we move into a new era after the passing of our beloved Queen Elizabeth who lies in state as I write, prior to her funeral in a few days’ time, my thoughts returned to another long serving Monarch. Until her death in 1901 Queen Victoria’s reign of 63 years and 7 months was longer than that of any previous British Monarch. What was known as the Victorian Era was a period of industrial, political and scientific, not to mention military change within the United Kingdom. This era was marked by a great expansion of the British Empire and in 1876 the British Parliament voted to grant Queen Victoria the additional title of Empress of India.

Victoria was the daughter of Prince Edward, Duke of Kent and Strathearn who was the 4th son of King George111 and Princess Victoria of Saxe-Coburg-Saalfeld. Raised under the close supervision of her mother and comptroller John Conroy, Victoria did not have a particularly happy childhood. Inheriting the throne at the age of 18 she attempted to influence government policy and ministerial appointments. She was identified as having strict standards of personal morality. In later years Victoria described her childhood as melancholy under her mother’s set of rules and protocols devised along with the Duchess by Sir John who was rumoured to be the Duchess’s lover. Their main aim was to render her totally dependent on them.

Victoria married her first cousin Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha on 10th February 1840 in the Chapel Royal of St James’s Palace and was apparently completely love-struck. She wrote in her diary the evening after their wedding: “I Never, never spent such an evening! My dearest dear Albert—his excessive love and affection gave me feelings of heavenly love and happiness I never could have hoped to have felt before. He clasped me in his arms and we kissed each other again and again. His beauty, his sweetness and gentleness—really how can I ever be thankful enough to have such a husband! To be called by names of tenderness I have never yet heard used to me before was bliss beyond belief. Oh! This was the happiest day of my life.”

During Victoria's first pregnancy in 1840, in the first few months of the marriage, 18-year-old Edward Oxford  attempted to assassinate her while she was riding in a carriage with Prince Albert on her way to visit her mother. Oxford fired twice, but either both bullets missed or, as he later claimed, the guns had no shot. He was tried for high treason, found not guilty by reason of insanity, committed to an insane asylum indefinitely, and later sent to live in Australia. 

Her first daughter, also named Victoria, was born in November 1840. The Queen apparently hated being pregnant, viewed breast-feeding with disgust, and thought new born babies were ugly. Nevertheless, over the following seventeen years, she and Albert had a further eight children: Albert, Alice, Alfred, Helena, Louise, Arthur, Leopold and Beatrice.



After Albert’s death in 1861, Victoria plunged into deep mourning, avoiding the public. She came to rely increasingly on a Scottish manservant, John Brown. Rumours appeared in print of a romantic connection between the two, and some articles even went as far as calling her Mrs. Brown. Their relationship was the subject of the movie Mrs. Brown. Victoria praised Brown highly in the book she published titled ‘Leaves from the Journal of Our Life in the Highlands.’


After her death in 1901 Victoria was succeeded by her son Edward V11 of the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. As a last request, her favourite pet Pomeranian Turi was laid upon her deathbed. Among the mementos that she requested be put alongside her in her coffin was one of Albert’s dressing gowns, plus a plaster cast of his hand. A lock of John Brown’s hair along with a picture of him was placed in her left hand and concealed by a bunch of flowers. There was also a ring owned by John Brown’s mother that was given to her by Brown.

 


More information of her long and eventful life can be found here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_Victoria


Tricia McGill Web page


Sunday, September 25, 2022

The Queen

 

 

The Queen

 Earlier this month we in the UK (as well as many people throughout the world) were shocked to learn that Queen Elizabeth II had died. Yes, she was 96; yes, she had just celebrated her 70th year on the throne. Maybe we should have been ready for it, but somehow we weren’t.

Only two days earlier, she had been photographed asking our new Prime Minister to form a government. True, she looked frail, but we still didn’t expect her to die two days later.

For the majority of people, she was the only sovereign they had ever known. I am actually in the minority, as I do remember her father, King George VI. The Brownie ‘Promise’ I made when I was seven included the words “To serve The King and my country.” About a year later, the head teacher came into my school classroom to inform us that the King had died. I only remember seeing black and white newspaper photos of his funeral.

The following year, there was great excitement about the Queen’s Coronation. Streets were decorated, and street parties were held. My mother had a wool shop and I helped her make a display for the window, with the Union Flag in red, white and blue balls of wool surrounding a photograph of the young Queen.

On the actual day people crowded into the homes of those who actually owned a television, which were few and far between at that time. My parents arranged for me to visit a friend of theirs who did have a television set, and so I watched the Coronation on a black and white, nine-inch TV screen. As a nine-year-old, I confess to becoming somewhat bored by the lengthy ceremony, apart from the actual crowning when everyone shouted ‘God Save the Queen’. After that a few friends and I went out to play in the garden, but we were called back to watch the newly-crowned Queen return to Buckingham Palace in the ornate state coach.

Ten days after the Coronation, we had a school trip to London, at that time a five-hour journey by train. I’m not sure how our teachers coped with about thirty excited youngsters, but we went to Westminster Abbey and also saw all the decorations in the streets, especially the huge arches in the Mall.


We were outside Buckingham Palace, where a lot of people seemed to be congregating on the pavements. One of my teachers asked a policeman what was happening, and was told the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh were due to arrive back from a visit to Greenwich. The policeman then allowed us to climb into one of the VIP stands which had been erected outside the Palace for the Coronation. As a result, we had a wonderful view of the Queen when the open carriage came round the Victoria Memorial and entered the Palace forecourt.

That was my first sight of Queen. Since then, I’ve seen her three more times, and on one occasion I met and spoke to Prince (now King) Charles, but I’ll tell you more next time!

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Saturday, September 24, 2022

Alberta History in My Writing by Joan Donaldson-Yarmey

 


 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I began my writing career as a travel writer and I drove and camped through all of Alberta, British Columbia, and the Yukon and Alaska, writing about what there was to see and do in those provinces, and the territory and state. I learned a lot of history, saw a lot of beautiful scenery, and met a lot of wonderful people.

The following historical excerpt is about Fort Macleod, along the Crowsnest Highway, from my travel book the Backroads of Southern Alberta. Fort Macleod, coincidently, is the setting for the novel, Illegally Dead, the first book of my Travelling Detective Series.

The Only Shadow in the House is set north and east of Edmonton, Alberta, and Whistler’s Murder takes place in Whistler, British Columbia.

After the Hudson's Bay Company sold Rupert's Land to the Canadian Government in 1869, fur traders from Fort Benton in Montana travelled north into present day Alberta and set up illegally trading posts called Whiskey Forts. They brought wagon loads of whiskey and guns to trade for furs with the natives. The watered down whiskey, laced with any or all of Tabasco, red pepper, tobacco, ginger, molasses, tea, sulphuric acid and ink, drove the natives wild and they brutalized and killed their own tribesmen, other bands, and some whitemen. Sir John A Macdonald, prime minister of Canada at the time declared that the area should be safe for settlers moving west and he formed the North West Mounted Police (NWMP) in 1874. They marched west and established Fort Macleod, which is southern Alberta's oldest settlement.

The downtown district, on 24th Street between Second and Third Avenues, was declared Alberta's first provincial historical site on May 14, 1984. There are many wood frame buildings that date back to 1890s and some brick and sandstone ones from the early 1900s.
The Empress Theatre opened in 1912 and was used for vaudeville acts, minstrel shows, silent films, political rallies and talking films. It has been renovated, but the original pressed metal ceiling, double seats in every second row, and the old radiators remain. The Empress Theatre Society presents movies or live performances during the summer.
The present-day Fort Macleod is a reproduction, but some of the log buildings inside the Fort Museum are original and house numerous historical native and North West Mounted Police-Royal Canadian Mounted Police artifacts. A Musical Ride is staged four times a day during July and August. Young men and women dressed in replica North West Mounted Police uniforms present an exhibition of horsemanship and precision, similar to the world famous Musical Ride.

Harry `Kanouse' Taylor, a former whiskey fort owner, set up a hotel in Fort Macleod after the arrival of the NWMP-the original name of the RCMP. Due to the changing times and transient population, there had to be certain rules in his hotel. They were:
1. Guests will be provided with breakfast and dinner,
but must rustle their own lunch.
2. Spiked boots and spurs must be removed at night
before retiring.
3. Dogs are not allowed in bunks, but may sleep
underneath.
4. Towels are changed weekly; insect powder is for sale
at the bar.
5. Special rates for Gospel Grinders and the gambling
profession.
6. The bar will be open day and night. Every known fluid,
except water, for sale. No mixed drinks will be served
except in case of a death in the family. Only
registered guests allowed the privileges of sleeping
on the bar room floor.
7. No kicking regarding the food. Those who do not like
the provender will be put out. When guests find
themselves or their baggage thrown over the fence,
they may consider they have received notice to leave.
8. Baths furnished free down at the river, but bathers
must provide their own soap and towels.
9. Valuables will not be locked in the hotel safe, as
the hotel possesses no such ornament.
10. Guests are expected to rise at 6:00 a.m., as the
sheets are needed for tablecloths.
11. To attract the attention of waiters, shoot through
the door panel. Two shots for ice water, three for
a new deck of cards.
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