Thursday, December 6, 2018

It’s been fifty years! by Jan Scarbrough #Gemsinattic

“1968 in the United States was marked by several major historical events. It is often considered to be one of the most turbulent years of the 20th century.”

I went back to 1968 for a writing project a few years ago. To do this, I used memory, but I also researched the year, refreshing my memory with historical facts.

In August 2017, I wrote a Gems in the Attic blog asking Are you a worrier? All my young life, I recalled hearing stories of “THE DEPRESSION,” a multi-year event that shaped my parents’ lives. My father’s family couldn’t find enough food. My grandfather lost his job. He had six children. My mom’s family had six children too. They were dirt poor, but they lived in a farm which helped. Times were tough. I ended the blog with the realization that all times are tough, because basically life is tough. “It’s about perspective, isn’t it?”

My writing project were two novellas set in 1968 and 1969. I’m reducing the price of A Groovy Christmas for the holiday season. The ebook is now 99 cents. My characters revisit the time where women “wore flowers in their hair.” It’s a “happily-ever-after” take on a period of history that many of us may still remember.

A Groovy Christmas (1968)

Like the Hatfield’s and the McCoy’s, Kathleen and Grant’s families have been feuding for decades. At Christmas Kathleen discovers that free sex is not so free, and sometimes the man of your dreams comes into your life when you least expect it.

Not Quite Christmas (1969)

Accountant Frank Smith doesn’t want to go home for Christmas, not after he was dumped by his long-time girlfriend on Christmas Day a year ago. Avoiding Legend, Tennessee, is high on his priority list until he meets his mother’s houseguest—hippie chick Emmy Johnson, a girl with a past . . . . and maybe Frank’s future.


  1. Both books sound fun, Jan. Ah, I remember the 60's. The song that sticks out was "Are You Going to San Francisco." Every girl wanted to go to the city by the bay and wear flowers in her hair. *g* Guess that dates me. *g*


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