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Monday, 23 November 2015

TOUR & #GIVEAWAY - King Arthur’s Sister in Washington’s Court by Kim Iverson Headlee


Morgan le Fay, 6th-century Queen of Gore and the only major character not killed off by Mark Twain in A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court, vows revenge upon the Yankee Hank Morgan. She casts a spell to take her to 1879 Connecticut so she may waylay Sir Boss before he can travel back in time to destroy her world. But the spell misses by 300 miles and 200 years, landing her in the Washington, D.C., of 2079, replete with flying limousines, hovering office buildings, virtual-reality television, and sundry other technological marvels.

Whatever is a time-displaced queen of magic and minions to do? Why, rebuild her kingdom, of course—two kingdoms, in fact: as Campaign Boss for the reelection of American President Malory Beckham Hinton, and as owner of the London Knights world-champion baseball franchise.

Written as though by the old master himself, King Arthur’s Sister in Washington’s Court by Mark Twain as channeled by Kim Iverson Headlee offers laughs, love, and a candid look at American society, popular culture, politics, baseball...and the human heart.

EXCERPT (from Chapter XLI: The Dictum)

Sandy said in an endearingly hopeful way, “Do you want me to stay?”

I wish he had not phrased it that way; of course I wanted him to stay! Of a sudden I had never wanted anything more acutely in my life. But sometimes wants have nothing to do with the way things must be. I said as gently as I knew how:

“If Ambrose has come all this way to speak with me, then I suspect he would prefer a private audience. Do not worry, my love, I shall be fine.” I conveyed my further assurances with a kiss that I hoped was more convincing to Sandy than I felt.

“I’ll wait on the other side of the door. If there’s a problem, just give a shout, and I’ll be here in an instant.”

Our second—and final—kiss felt deeper and sweeter than all its numberless predecessors combined. It took my full exertion of will to keep the tears from slipping free. At last we parted. He rose, stooped to brush his lips across the top of my head, and left my office.

Sandy is—was—will be—such a daisy.

First I wish to thank all the Archaeolibrarians for hosting Mark Twain and me on your blog!

The dear boy turns 180 years old on November 30th, and to celebrate, I am releasing the print edition of King Arthur's Sister in Washington's Court. Retail links for the hardcover and paperback are forthcoming; for now, please sign up for my monthly newsletter The Dawnflier to be among the first to learn how to preorder a personalized, specially discounted copy of one of the most important novels to be published in the last 126 years.

Like the original 1889 edition of Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, the #KASIWC print editions feature more than 100 original pen-and-ink illustrations to complement my satiric sequel. 

Here's a peek at what the print edition readers may expect:

Art ©2014 by Tom Doneske.

The time on the pocket watch represents

Mark Twain's time of death

(6:21 p.m. April 10, 1910).


I'M GIVEN TO understand some of my posthumous critics have intimated that I was jealous of Jules Verne—that maybe I even felt threatened by him. I have never heard such cocky popping beetle dung in my entire death.
Verne was a hack of the First Order whose publisher (engaged after he had inflicted two decades of the most unengaging whining and pleading, pining and wheedling upon all the other High Lords of Bookdom) viewed it necessary to transform his dyspeptic drivel into something within shouting distance of palatability for the reading public. Jules Verne didn’t invent science fiction; his publisher, Pierre-Jules Hetzel, did,—and I’m sorry I wasn’t born a couple of decades sooner to save everyone the time, trouble, and confusion.
As for this book, here I confess it’s long past overdue. I buried one clue in the joined opposites of Hank Morgan, Technology-Wielder, and Morgan le Fay, Magic-Wielder. Furthermore, Mrs. le Fay was the only important character in A Connecticut Yankee whom I didn’t kill off, of the thousands I did lasso, hang, shoot, electrocute, explode, drown, torpedo, and otherwise murder. Unfortunately, certain Weightier Matters contravened my intent, and I never put pen to parchment to commence the duologue’s conclusion within my lifetime. That nobody acted upon my clues in the hundred years since my sadly unexaggerated demise, speaks to the fact that I’ve been waiting till I’m well and truly dead before whispering my words into the quick and able ear of my chosen Ghost-Writer. For the matters depicted herein, of course, are things which ought to be settled. I don’t have anything else in particular to do in eternity anyway.

Written upon the occasion of my 
175th birthday,  
November 30th, 2010
Wytheville, Virginia.

P.S. by K.I.H. For decades I’ve admired Verne’s ability in Michael Strogoff to transport the reader to nineteenth-century Tsarist Russia, especially considering the author never stepped on the steppes. Yet Twain/Clemens still selected me for this project. Go figure.

Kim will be awarding an autographed print copy of King Arthur's Sister in Washington's Court to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour (international giveaway)

Click HERE to enter - ends 1st December

Follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-twentieth century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet.

Kim is a Seattle native and a direct descendent of twentieth-century Russian nobility. Her grandmother was a childhood friend of the doomed Grand Duchess Anastasia, and the romantic yet tragic story of how Lydia escaped Communist Russia with the aid of her American husband will most certainly one day fuel one of Kim’s novels. Another novel in the queue will involve her husband’s ancestor, the seventh-century proto-Viking king of the Swedish colony in Russia.

For the time being, however, Kim has plenty of work to do in creating her projected 8-book Arthurian series, The Dragon’s Dove Chronicles, and other novels under her imprint, Pendragon Cove Press. She has been a published novelist since 1999, beginning with the original edition of Dawnflight (Sonnet Books, Simon & Schuster, ISBN 0671020412).

YouTube video interview:


Street Team “Kim’s All-Stars” –

Tour Organised By: 

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  1. Thanks so much for featuring KASIWC on your blog today, and the paperback is now available!
    Happy Thanksgiving,
    Kim Headlee
    Stories make us greater.

  2. Enjoyed the excerpt and guest post, sounds like a terrific read, thanks for sharing and Happy Thanksgiving!