Book Giveaway – author interview and excerpt – Jessamine Rose

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Don't Let The Secret Out

About Don’t Let the Secret Out

Jessamine Rose offers readers a glimpse into her life. She was born in 1937, in a small town in eastern Kentucky. For many her upbringing will seem foreign but for some it will sound all too familiar. The family’s cabin was cold, the cracks in the floor made it impossible to heat. The bathroom was an outhouse. Her father often beat her mother. Her father shot her mother to scare her. At one point the family lived under a cliff. In the hills of eastern Kentucky “you could shoot a dog and spend a year in jail, shoot a man and nothing.” She faced sexual abuse, beatings, neglect and yet rose above it all. She was a mere 6 years old the first time she was raped. Her mother gave away her young brother and sister. Jassamine made her escape in the back of an ice truck, she was less than 14. She ended up living in a park in Ohio.

Her teen years weren’t much better suffering at the hands of authority. Her life finally changed for the better when she met the love of her life and life began anew.  Jessamine searches for her family and tries to reconcile her past memories with those who had wronged her. Jessamine faced many hardships in her life. Yet her memoir is upbeat, despite her childhood beginnings.

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Author Jessamine Rose

 

Read The Excerpt!

Spring came and mommy had Edna Cora
She was named after my Daddy’s sister and also was the sibling I nicknamed Flukey. Daddy decided to join the Army and instead of Mommy getting allotment for us kids, he put it in Aunt Cora’s name. She owned a little country store and was supposed to give us food. Almost everyday we’d walk to her grocery store and she’d be kind enough to give us a load of bread with some applesauce. However, she greedily kept most of the money for herself.
After I grew up I came back to Incline, Ky to face Aunt Cora for keeping most of the money and not giving us food in exchange. As we were driving up the dirt road, I could see Aunt Cora in the garden working. She was all bent over hoeing a row of beans. We parked the car, got out and walked toward her. I was so mad and planned to do more than yell at her; I wanted to hit her. As I got closer to her she stood up and she was all crippled from arthritis. Needless to say I felt so sorry for her, so I couldn’t be mad at her. We talked for about an hour and I left. I was so hurt I couldn’t even cry. I never say Aunt Cora again.

 

Interview with Jessamine Rose

Q:  Give us an example of a typical writing day. 

 

A:  Up between 3am to 9am. Before feet hit the floor, thank God for another day. When you are 73 and you open your eyes it’s a special day. Then coffee, stagger to the computer.  Looking out the window at the many kind of birds eating. Looking at the secret garden, with many roses blooming. Then fingers find their way to the keys began to type.

 

 

Q:  Do you work from an outline? I just sit down and think back on my life words just flow out.

 

A:  Type as they come to mind.

 

 

Q:  Biggest Career Surprise,,,,,

 

A:  I could write, I didn’t know how to write or spell until I was 13 years old. Any way I did very little. I have learned more about writing in the last 10 years then all my life. I am so surprised I have a career.

 

 

Q:  Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

 

A:  Sitting at the computer thanking God I’m still here writing. Looking out the window watching the birds.

 

Q:  What’s next for you?

 

A:  Finishing up my third book then on to some children’s books.

 

 

Q: In writing your book/novel if you could do it again what would you do differently?

 

A:  Add more detail, makes sure all the words was spelled correctly. Add a few things, at the time I couldn’t bring my self to write about

 

 

Q:  How did you feel holding your book in your hands for the first time?

 

A:  I cried, memories were almost more then I could think about. I was holding my life in my hands. And I couldn’t do any thing about what had happened to me. I couldn’t turn the clock back and undo anything.

 

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