These classic historical romance novels are getting a new look for the next generation of readers. But the wonderful stories remain the same, as touching and fresh as they were when first published. Praise for the Brides of Culdee Creek series: "A poignant love story that will remain with the reader long after the book is closed."--Lori Copeland, author of the Brides of the West series "A beautiful story of redemptive love. . . . A memorable read."--Robin Lee Hatcher, author of Catching Katie "A spectacular new series."--Library Journal Praise for Kathleen Morgan: "Kathleen Morgan writes with deep emotion and feeling."--Reader to Reader "A marvelous storyteller."--Romantic Times "Kathleen Morgan is a phenomenal writer!"--The Talisman

They were called "frail sisters," "fallen angels," "filles de Joie, " "soiled doves," "queens of the night," and "whores." They worked the seamy brothels, saloons, cribs, streets, and "hog ranches" of the American frontier. They were the prostitutes of the post-Civil War West. Daughters of Joy, Sisters of Misery details the destitute lives of these nearly anonymous women. Anne Butler reveals who they were, how they lived and worked, and why they became an essential element in the development of the West's emerging institutions. Her story bears little resemblance to the popular depictions of prostitutes in film and fiction. Far removed from the glittering lives of dancehall girls, these women lived at the boarders of society and the brink of despair. Poor and uneducated, they faced a world where scarce jobs, paltry wages, and inflated prices made prostitution a likely if bitter choice of employment. At best their daily lives were characterized by fierce economic competition and at worst by fatal violence in the hands of customers, coworkers, or themselves. They were scorned and attacked by the legal, military, church, and press establishments; nevertheless, as Butler shows, these same institutions also used prostitutes as a means for maintaining their authority and as a lure for economic development. Daughters of Joy, Sisters of Misery is based on an enormous amount of research in more than twenty repositories in Wyoming, Arizona, Texas, Colorado, New Mexico, and Kansas. Using census lists, police dockets, jail registers, military correspondence, trial testimony, inquests, court martials, newspapers, post return, and cemetery records, Butler illuminates the dark corners of a dark profession and adds much to our knowledge of both western and women's history.

Sumptuously illustrated with some of the world's finest art, this book celebrates the incredible bond between parents and their daughters. With words of wit and warmth, this is a book that captures the spontaneity, the laughter, the passion and the sheer joy of daughters - of any age.

Matthew Cordell, Caldecott Medal-winning author and illustrator of Wolf in the Snow, delivers yet another warm and delightful picture book in King Alice. Alice and her family are stuck indoors on a snowy day. Alice loves to read, and when her dad suggests that she make her own book, she snaps out of her "I'm bored" mode and makes up a story that lasts till the lights go out later that night. Here is a book that celebrates books, reading, and an imaginative way that one family handles being housebound. Praise for Matthew Cordell “Beautifully paced . . . ultimately reassuring.” —Wall Street Journal on Wolf in the Snow “Shows the power of kindness and bravery. Reminiscent of William Steig's Brave Irene, Cordell's book is a perfect choice for the dark days of winter.” —IndieBound on Wolf in the Snow

We End in Joy: Memoirs of a First Daughter offers an extraordinary perspective on public life in an intimate account from the daughter of a highly controversial southern governor and a widely beloved first lady. Angela Jordan enjoyed a comfortable and quiet life in Vicksburg, the small southern town in which she was reared. She was a thirty-five-year-old mother of three daughters, and a woman with a politically liberal bent, when, against all history's odds, Mississippians elected her conservative Republican father, Kirk Fordice, governor in 1991. Suddenly fate threw the whole Fordice family into the glaring lights of public life. They made headlines, enlivened the 6 o'clock television news, and provided fodder for every dinner table conversation and robust political speculation around the Southeast. As the Governor and First Lady Fordices' longstanding marriage dissolved slowly and publicly over two terms in office, everyone with a newspaper subscription or a cable connection watched the train wreck and high-profile betrayals. In honest, direct, sometimes poignant, and often funny prose, the author offers a rare glimpse into a profoundly complex family and its painfully public fall from grace. Though the book is the story behind the headlines of one of Mississippi's prominent families, Jordan's narrative will also resonate with anyone who has experienced humiliation, divorce, or loss, whether public or private. Through it all, Jordan finds a story of joy ascendant, and the wonder of discovering that in the deepest sorrow, light and love always shine through.

From a bracing new voice comes this life-affirming memoir of a daughter making and remaking her life in her mother’s image. Sifting gingerly through memories of her late mother, brilliant newcomer Sarah McColl has penned an indelible tribute to the joy and pain of loving well. Even as her own marriage splinters, McColl drops everything when her mother is diagnosed with cancer, returning to the family farmhouse and laboring over elaborate meals in the hopes of nourishing her back to health. In a series of vibrant vignettes—lipstick applied, novels read, imperfect cakes baked—McColl reveals a woman of endless charm and infinite love for her unruly brood of children. Mining the dual losses of both her young marriage and her beloved mother, McColl confronts her identity as a woman, walking lightly in the footsteps of the woman who came before her and clinging fast to the joy she left behind. With candor reminiscent of classics like C. S. Lewis’s A Grief Observed, Joy Enough offers a story that blooms with life.

From the time she was a little girl, Edie Lynch has been listening to family stories, starting with her beloved grandmother Josie, where they sat together on an old swing couch on Josie's front porch and Edie learned that Josie was the daughter of a white doctor and her beautiful and ambitious slave mother, Missy. The doctor came to the plantation one day where Josie and her mother were laboring in the cotton fields of Alabama and he leaned down from his big black horse and handed Josie a pair of little red shoes, declaring that the shoes were from her Pa. The doctor and Missy's child, Josie, met for the first time that fateful day and they never saw each other again. Edie was troubled and fascinated with Josie's story and began documenting it as well as the story of her own father, known as the Joy Boy. The Joy Boy was a well-known club owner whose neon lit night spot drew the likes of Duke Ellington, Lena Horne, Benny Goodman, Nat King Cole, and Count Basie. Edie went on to marry a charismatic man, like her own father, and to put her husband through medical school, she became Pennsylvania's first black model, doing fashion shoots and television commercials before earning two Master Degrees in International Affairs and Media Studies at The New School. Edie shares riveting life lessons she learned when her husband deserted the family, her son became ill, and the painful search for her missing, lost grandson. Both Edie's son and daughter would make a mark for themselves in the Arts, the son as a world class composer, and the daughter as a Marketing Director for top music stars. Edie 's memoir traces the colorful life she has lived as a film director, model, jeweler, and photographer, and the life she values the most, teaching homeless and poor children living in tough inner city neighborhoods the solace that comes from practicing the Creative Arts. Edie's memoir spans six generations and shows her gifts as a natural storyteller.