With over one hundred and twelve million books in print and forty-two New York Times bestsellers to date, Nora Roberts is indisputably the most celebrated and loved women's fiction writer today. Tears of the Moon is her second book in the enchanting Irish trilogy featuring the Gallagher siblings of Ardmore, Ireland. In this splendid story Nora Roberts evokes a land filled with magic, music and myth, and captures the secret dreams and enduring passions of three extraordinary siblings.A talented songwriter, Shawn Gallagher spends his days lost in reverie and wonder, oblivious to the wiles of woman and the ways of the world. He claims that he's content with his life, but his music tells a different story-one of loneliness and desperate longing.
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1 . the one that got me hooked
Posted April 28, 2010 by Diane , MassThis one the first trilogy I read by her and I got hooked and started reading all her books. This one is set in Ireland and you just become part of the family and countryside and just want to continue reading the books to learn more.
September 28, 2003
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Excerpt from Tears of the Moon by Nora Roberts
IRELAND IS A land of poets and legends, of dreamers and rebels. All of these have music woven through and around them. Tunes for dancing or for weeping, for battle or for love. In ancient times, the harpists would travel from place to place, playing their tunes for a meal and a bed and the loose coins that might come with them.
The harpists and the seanachais -- the storytellers -- were welcome where they wandered, be it cottage or inn or campfire. Their gift was carried inside them, and was valued even in the faerie rafts beneath the green hills.
And so it is still.
Once, not so long ago, a storyteller came to a quiet village by the sea and was made welcome. There, she found her heart and her home.
A harpist lived among them, and had his home where he was content. But he had yet to find his heart.
There was music playing in his head. Sometimes it came to him soft and dreamy, like a lover's whisper. Other times it was with a shout and a laugh. An old friend calling you into the pub to stand you for a pint. It could be sweet or fierce or full of desperate tears. But it was music that ran through his mind. And it was his pleasure to hear it.
Shawn Gallagher was a man comfortable with his life. Now there were some who would say he was comfortable because he rarely came out of his dreaming to see what was happening in the world. He didn't mind agreeing with them.
His world was his music and his family, his home and the friends who counted. Why should he be bothered overmuch beyond that
His family had lived in the village of Ardmore in the county of Waterford, in the country of Ireland for generations. And there the Gallaghers had run their pub, offering pints and glasses, a decent meal and a fine place for conversation as long as most cared to remember.
Since his parents had settled in Boston some time before, it was up to Shawn's older brother, Aidan, to head the business. That was more than fine with Shawn Gallagher, as he didn't quibble to admit he had no head for business whatsoever, or the desire to get one. He was happy enough to man the kitchen, for cooking relaxed him.
The music would play for him, out in the pub or inside his head, as he filled orders or tweaked the menu of the day.
Of course, there were times when his sister, Darcy -- who had more than her share of the family energy and ambition -- would come in where he was working up a stew or building some sandwiches and start a row.