Resurgam

Resurgam. Charlotte Bronte used the word in Jane Eyre, and I like it. It means: I shall rise again.

Since publishing my medieval historical novel, Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars, a lot of life has happened. Of the six novels I've offered to the world, Shadows is the most significant--it's story, its message, its value to literature. I researched and wrote for seven years, and Dennis and I visited the location in France where the story actually happened. I felt good in publishing when I did. Our society has so much controversy about freedom, so the novel's message is timely.

Before I published Shadows of Montsegur, my traditional publisher was showing signs of financially struggling; not paying their authors was the obvious sign. My critique group and other writer friends told me to try self-publishing. They had taken that route and found success.  After much deliberation, I took the plunge, hired a professional book cover designer and also the best editor I knew, and became an indie author.

Then we threw the most fun book launch party (above is the cast of characters), shouted my book on all the social sites on the list, did an Amazon promo, etc. My novel was doing well. 

But only two months into it, I was diagnosed with lung cancer--no pain, no symptoms, and I'd never smoked a cigarette in my life! I can't blame my carcinoid tumor for my plummeting book sales, but there is something about the C word that downs your spirit. All optimism that my novel would make a big bang in the historical fiction world flew out the window, and all I wanted to do was hide in my house (snuggled on my comfy couch) until the whole cancer thing was over. Who could feel exuberant about book promoting? This too would pass, I'd tell myself, and then I'd get back to my novel.

But when I had recovered from having my lung removed, I could do very little, and it wasn't the physical that restrained me. I was one of the fortunate who, by removing an obnoxious tumor, removed the cancer and it was gone. I didn't need radiation or chemo. I should have been enthusiastic and bouncing on the gym floor. But I couldn't muster any desire to bounce, or to promote. And I had no confidence to do so, no confidence to put myself out there as the author of a fantastic story. Had my confidence (I know I've used the word 3 times now) been removed along with the lung I now missed? I might have gotten as far as setting up a promo, and yet could not get myself to click the "submit" or "post" button. The air had gone out of my balloon. I was as wimpy as my protagonist on the first page of her story. I felt doomed.

My husband took me back to Montsegur, France. It was what I needed--to be reminded of why I had written Shadows, its message, and what the Cathars had gone through because they would not denounce their beliefs. 

Then life took a turn. We volunteered to spend the summer of 2019 in central Wyoming at a historical site called Martin's Cove. It filled my need to hide (in the middle of nowhere) while we served six months with 39 other couples who lived high standards and were fun to be with. We hosted at the visitors center and assisted youth groups who came to reenact pioneer treks wearing pioneer clothing and pulling handcarts across the valley in the never-ceasing Wyoming wind. It was rejuvenating, but I hardly did any book promoting.

Reenactment of pioneer treks

After six months, we returned. It is time to procrastinate no longer.

If you have read Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars, THANK YOU, and please leave a review or comment on Amazon. Reviews mean everything to authors. 

If you enjoy learning about our history, I encourage you to read Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars. It recounts a tragic event in history, but will leave you uplifted, with a better understanding of what mankind has gone through.

Has something ever happened that put your plans on hold? Share in the comments.

After six months, we returned. It is time to procrastinate no longer.

If you have read Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars, THANK YOU, and please leave a review or comment on Amazon. Reviews mean everything to authors. 

If you enjoy learning about our history, I encourage you to read Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars. It recounts a tragic event in history, but will leave you uplifted, with a better understanding of what mankind has gone through.

Has something ever happened that put your plans on hold? Share in the comments.

On this day, March 16, in 1244 over 200 Cathar believers were burned at the stake by the hand of the Inquisition in southern France. The fortress known as Montsegur. Their story is told in my novel Shadows of Montsegur.

Lavelanet of the Ariege

Medieval street in Lavelanet

The story of Shadows of Montsegur takes place in and near the Medieval town of Lavelanet. This lovely village grew up beside the Touyre River and at the foot of "Castelsarrasin", a castle that belonged to the Count of Foix. The castle was destroyed in 1212 by the Crusaders of Simon de Montfort, and rebuilt during the Renaissance, and finally demolished in 1964. 

Touyre River

For centuries, Lavelanet was famous for their textiles. Now the factory is a museum and gift shop, but the smokestack is still standing.

As a result of the Treaty of Paris in 1229, Toulouse became subject to King Louis of France, changing the world of the Languedoc forever. Lavelanet fell under the lordship of Mirepoix.

River Touyre

The first Catholic church in Lavelanet was established by the monks of Saint Sernin in the 9th century. The first building served for hundreds of years, and the present church house was built in the 1600's. Here are a few photos of the interior.

Madonna

Confessional

Countryside

Textile factory smoke stack now stands

The green countryside allows for a lovely scenic drive.

The ruins of the fortress of Montsegur can be seen in the distance from the village of Lavelanet.

One of the oldest structures in Lavelanet

Walk the streets of the enchanting village of Lavelanet in the Shadows of Montsegur. Learn about the Cathars, their beliefs, and why they had to choose between their religion and life.

The Beginning of the Inquisition--A Mission of Love Gone Awry

                









                  The 11^thcentury dawned with a new religion spreading rapidly across northern Italy and southern France, creating such a hub-bub and raising caution with Catholic leadership. The papacy labeled this religion’s claim to authority from Christ, and their profoundly different theology, as heretical. The Church saw its growth as a threat, and sent priests to the Languedoc to bring these lost souls back into the fold. Sincere preachers taught and debated with the Cathars for decades, finding some success, but most heretics resisted converting or denouncing their faith. 

During these thriving years, this new religion was not particularly known as Cathars, but asBons Hommes,or the Good Men. The term Cathar has become popular to distinguish them since their demise. This religion attracted new believers because Cathar preachers were tradesmen and their own neighbors, and taught in the language the people understood. They charged no taxes, and lived peaceful lives of self-discipline.

After years of fruitless persuasion, in 1209 the papacy abandoned its converting tactics and declared war against the Cathars. 

The pope charged the Dominican and Franciscan orders to track them down in what became known as the Albigensian Crusade--the beginnings of the Inquisition. The cry changed from “Convert them!” to “Exterminate them!” These priests who previously had preached with love and sincere intent on converting souls, almost overnight became the executioners of the Inquisition. 

The most horrendous act that began the crusade happened at Beziers. In July 1209, the papal legate ordered to kill all in the city. But the objection was made that half the population were Catholics. “Kill them all. God will know his own!” the leader answered. Nearly twenty-thousand people died that day, as many Catholics as Cathars.

Crusades had been going on for centuries, but warriors had always fought in far off countries and with those considered heathens and enemies to Christianity. But now, reluctant soldiers were required to fight against neighbors and their own families who were Cathar believers. The war was too close to home. 

The Inquisition was initially meant to be temporary, but after Catharism was well under control, the killing went on for at least five more centuries to include Jews, Muslims, and anyone who dared to go against the established beliefs of the Church. One could not stand up for what he believed without being arrested, and even tortured until death. Millions died at the Inquisitors’ hands—ironically, by priests charged with teaching the Gospel of Love.

Shadows of Montsegur tells of the Cathars' last days at the fortress of Montsegur.

A Visit in Toulouse

I had the priviledge of meeting with the translator of Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars, Genevieve Ficquet, in the lovely city of Toulouse, France this summer. Genevieve transformed my story into Dans l'ombre de Montsegur. We shared a lovely dinner of roasted duck, visited local libraries and cathedrals, and were given a tour of her husband's extensive herb garden. A few libraries in the Toulouse area now have my novel to loan, and I know a little more about herbs than I knew before!

Shadows of Montsegur, A Tale of the Cathars, book trailer

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