Blog Tour: The Archivist by Christy Sloat (Guest Post + Giveaway)

Title: The Archivist
Author: Christy Sloat
Series: The Librarian Chronicles, #2
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Publication Date: May 28, 2018

Synopsis: "With the whimsy of Alice in Wonderland and the romance of Outlander dive back into the next installment in the Librarian Chronicles."

Savannah Preston has a rare and precious gift: The ability to time travel through books. She, and others who share this unique ability, are faced with the insurmountable task of preserving history. They are known collectively as The Librarians.

While researching infamous Scottish outlaw Sir Malcolm Wash during the raging conflicts of the 14th Century, Savannah loses the only thing that tethers her to her own time. She must rely on her knowledge of both the present and the past to survive long enough to find a way home. Along the way, she enlists the help of a misfit named Eoin. With his guidance, she might just get home. It’s a risky and dangerous adventure, but then, so is Eoin…

About the Author: Christy Sloat resides in New Jersey with her husband, two daughters and her Chihuahua, Sophie. Christy has embraced the love of reading and writing since her youth and was inspired by her grandmother's loving support. She loves adventurous journeys with her friends and can be known to get lost inside a bookstore. She is the Best Selling author of ten novels including; The Visitors Series, The Past Lives Series and Slumber.

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Guest Post: How I Would Use Time Travel

I’ve always dreamed of travelling through time. It fascinates me that there could be a possibility someday to do such a thing. If I could time-travel I would go back in time. Not to change anything, or to interfere, but to simply visit. You see the one person I lost in my life was the only one who really believed in me. She always told me that I could/should be a writer. That person was my grandma Theda. I’d go back to her little green house in Apple Valley, CA, and sit with her one last time. We’d sit on her porch swing, and drink coffee. I would tell her how I actually did it; I became a writer. Then as we watched the sun go down over the mountains, I would kiss her goodbye one last time.

I know she’d be proud of me. And that would be something I could hold with me forever.

One last visit. One last hug. One last smile from the woman who meant the world to me.

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-Kristen ♥