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Saturday, September 30, 2006

Mad Bad and Dangerous to Read


"Everyone is in favor of free speech. Hardly a day passes without its being extolled, but some people's idea of it is that they are free to say what they like, but if anyone says anything back that is an outrage" --Winston Churchill

"There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them" --Joseph Brodsky


This past week was Banned Books Week. (For more info, check out the ALA's official site). I always enjoy this week--not because I think banning books is a good idea (!), but because most of my life has been so white-bread boring that I enjoy feeling a bit subversive just for reading a book. :) In preparing this post, I spent a fascinating hour or so scanning lists of banned books on the Internet. Here are a few from around the Regency period:

Candide, Voltaire--In 1930, US Customs seized a shipment of Harvard-bound copies claiming obscenity. Two Harvard profs mounted a spirited defense of the work, and Customs later admitted a different edition

Fanny Hill, John Cleland--written in 1749, this tale of a prostitute was known for its frank sexual descriptions and its parodies of books like Moll Flanders. It wasn't cleared from US obscenity charges until 1966.

And speaking of Moll Flanders--Defoe's novel was banned from the US Mail under the Comstock Law of 1873 (the same law that banned the dissemination of birth control devices and information)

Rousseau's Confessions--seized by US Customs in 1924 as being "injurious to public morality"

And a few I just got a laugh from:

Ibsen's A Doll's House--in 1983 members of the Alabama State Textbook Committee called to ban this play because it "propagates feminist views"

These geniuses also tried to ban Diary of Anne Frank (also in 1983) for being "a real downer"

Vasilisa the Beautiful: Russian Fairy Tales was challenged in Mena, Arkansas in 1990 because it contains "violence, voodoo, and cannibalism" (the perfect story, IMO!)

D.T. Suzuki's Zen Buddhism: Select Writings, challenged in Canton, Michigan in 1987--"this book details the teachings of the religion of Buddhism in such a way that the reader could very likely embrace its teachings and choose this as his religion." Because, of course, the last thing we need in this world is a bunch of peaceful Buddhists meditating all over the place.

What are some of your favorite "dangerous" books?

Friday, September 29, 2006

Guilty As Charged


There are guilty pleasures, and then there are pleasures that are just wrong.

One of my guilty pleasures is watching historical movies, no matter the quality. A friend from high school and I (visitors to my blog will know her as the Super-Smart Lawyer) settle down on my couch after my son is asleep, crack open a bottle of wine, and indulge. We've seen two versions of Wuthering Heights (Olivier and Dalton), Clive Owen in Return of the Native, Century and King Arthur, Jane Eyre (just the Dalton version so far), and of course some others I can't recall--we've been doing this for awhile now.

My recent Sean Bean obsession, fueled by my viewing of the Sharpe series, has now led me to this: Scarlett. It is the 1994 mini-series based on Alexandra Ripley's sequel to Margaret Mitchell's Gone With The Wind. He plays a minor character in it, and to my surprise, I discovered it starred another historical favorite, Timothy Dalton.

But when I got it home from the library, I felt a little queasy. It's six hours long! It's a TV mini-series! Based on the sequel to a much-beloved book! If I do watch it, it will be alone, so I can hide my shame. My friend does not deserve six hours of cheesy TV melodrama.

Has anyone seen it? Can recommend it? Or not? And what is your guiltiest pleasure movie?

Megan
www.meganframpton.com

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Let's talk about...it


S e x.

Sex in the Regency. My advice would be, don't go there. Look at our own times. Is there a consensus on sexuality? Hardly, and yet everyone has an opinion. Trying to figure out sexual mores from a distance of almost two hundred years is a little daunting. Because for every discovery you make, there's an exception, and you just end up even more confused.

Sex was for procreation. Except when it wasn't. Yes, the aristocracy wanted to be sure that their heirs were actually theirs and not the third footman's...but it didn't mean anyone was going to enjoy it. Except for the sorts of misbehavior that were purely for enjoyment. Women were stupid creatures who didn't have any sort of control over the physical desire they weren't mean to know about. Anything you, uh, did on your own (see how polite I'm being today!) would cause a whole host of exotic, distressing, life-threatening physical and mental symptoms, and everyone would know what you'd been doing.

And oh yes, let's not forget the distressing consequences of unprotected sex, particularly for women.

It's enough to make you wonder why and how the Regency is now viewed as this incredibly sexy period. Because, of course, it is. The clothes, the clothes, celebrating men's beautiful athletic bodies (never in the history of clothing has a style so blatantly demanded that you look there, yes, there--and I don't count codpieces because they're just silly). Wonderful, feminine, floaty, transparent gowns for women with not a whole lot underneath. It's almost as though fashion was an acceptable means of erotic expression.

Romance has created a sort of never-never Regencyland which is a lot of fun to explore. I think it's also a lot of fun to incorporate some real history into our fantasy. But how much, and what? Real events, real people? What books have you read that you felt really gave you a sense of being in another time and place?

Janet

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

What are we waiting for?

When in the depths of first draft hell, sometimes I reach for some favorite quotes to keep me slogging. But not the usual motivational stuff. Later, I will appreciate words like Eleanor Roosevelt's: "The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." But when I'm at this stage, I want gritty realism and black humor.

Here are a few of my favorites:

Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not drive on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand. - Winston Churchill

A writer is somebody for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people. - Thomas Mann

There's only one person who needs a glass of water oftener than a small child tucked in for the night, and that's a writer sitting down to write. - Mignon McLaughlin

If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. - Lord Byron

Easy reading is damn hard writing. - Nathaniel Hawthorne

The first draft of anything is sh*t. - Ernest Hemingway

Only a mediocre writer is always at his best. - W. Somerset Maugham

Here's another one I love, though not specific to writing:

Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?
- Gimli, in the cinematic version of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Return of the King

So do any of you have favorite quotes, writing-related or otherwise, that help you get through the day?

Elena
LADY DEARING'S MASQUERADE, finalist NJRW Golden Leaf
www.elenagreene.com

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

MY LADY GAMESTER Contest!

Today is the day! Welcome to the MY LADY GAMESTER discussion -- complete with some excellent prizes!

To learn about the prizes (which include the book pictured here -- an 80-page 11" by 9" softbound book full of pictures and info on last year's movie of Pride and Prejudice, given to Oscar voters), and to see the complete rules, click here.

Remember: there will be at least two winners, and if there are a lot of comments, there will be three winners. So comment early, and comment often!

To refresh your memory -- to enter the contest, just leave a comment today (September 26) on this post talking about my Regency, MY LADY GAMESTER. Your comment doesn't need to be brilliant or funny or clever, and you don't need to say anything nice about the book either -- just as long as the comment basically means something, and has something to do with the book, it will count.

Feel free to say what you like, to introduce a new topic, or comment on one already going!

If you need ideas to get started, here are a couple that occurred to me recently...

I was recently reading some comments made on an early version of the manuscript a long time ago by various people... One of them complained that the whole idea of my plot was flawed -- that during the Regency, a woman in Atalanta's position would just have gone out and caught herself a rich husband to help her family, and the idea of gaming for money would never have crossed her mind. My first thought was "what a silly comment!" My second thought was "Hmm...come to think of it, I am quite certain that such an idea never crossed Atalanta's mind. But why not?" Setting aside the revenge factor, what was it about Atalanta that made her do what she did? Or, conversely, did I fail to show sufficient motivation for her actions? Did she do what she did merely because the author wanted her to? :-)


When my brother read the book, he gave me detailed comments on it. (Which I love to get! This, of course, is why I'm doing this remarkably self-absorbed contest.) I was intrigued to learn that he didn't care for Atalanta's brother, Tom. What interested me was that I'd found that most readers liked Tom, or at least thought he was a good character...and, in fact, if they disliked a younger brother in the book, it was Edmund, who some found to be a rather two-dimensional character. So. Brothers. Is Tom funny, annoying, lovable, unbelievable, or what? How about Edmund? Is Edmund just a cipher there, a tool in the plot, and a device to reveal Stoke's character? Will Tom and Edmund end up friends once they're living together, or will they be like oil and water? :-)

Poor Sir Geoffrey, living in a dead-end alley with his treasures. So -- what's his problem? How many mental illnesses does he suffer from? Could Malkham really have got him to play cards, like he does at the end? Have you ever heard of an alley in Regency London that had a dead end? :-) (I haven't. That bit was fudged.)

By the way, I fudged something else -- the upholstery in the Covent Garden Theatre was not royal blue -- it was pale blue. Shocker!

So -- please comment! Hopefully this will be fun!

Cara
Cara King -- egomaniac, and author of MY LADY GAMESTER, winner of the Booksellers' Best Award for Best Regency of 2005

Monday, September 25, 2006

La Comtesse and Maid Marion

Recently I was browsing Ebay and I put "1815" in the search field (I do this way too often!). This book popped up with only minutes to go on the auction and it was going for practically nothing, so I had to bid on it. It arrived a couple of days ago - not this version with the lovely cover, but Volume II of a three volume set- the memoir covering her life from 1815-1819.

Because it is Volume II, there is no introduction so all I know of la comtesse so far is from a website review "Born Adele d'Osmond in 1871 (I think he means 1771), daughter of a diplomat, lady-in-waiting to royalty, married to a General, she knew (or knew of) all the major players in this historical epoch." I do not even know if the lovely portrait on this bookcover is la comtesse.

This volume begins with her traveling in France and staying for a few days in Lyon. She tells about a woman who visited her maid there, a woman named Marion, who had only one arm. Marion had been a servant to a vicar who had been imprisoned "during the Terror," and every day Marion brought the vicar food that she carried in basket.

Here is the countess's maid relating the story: "One morning, when she had been brutally repulsed, her perseverance in requesting admission to the prison exasperated one of the 'sans culottes' who was on guard; he proceeded to assert that her basket certainly contained evidence of a conspiracy against the Republic, and attempted to seize it. Marion, fearing that her poor dinner would be plundered, attempted to defend it. Then one of these monsters...struck off the arm which held the basket with a blow from his sword. Roars of laughter greeted this action. Poor Marion left her hand and half her forearm on the pavement of the prison, wrapped up the bleeding stump in her apron and came home to us...."

I think it is remarkable enough that Marion could have walked home with half her arm cut off, but here is the kicker. After her wound was dressed, Marion fixed another basket full of food and went back to the prison to deliver it to the vicar--that same day! She wrapped up her arm in lots of linen and put it in a sling and the vicar never knew she'd lost her arm until long afterward, when he was freed from the prison.

What incredible strength and endurance people must have had in those times. No ambulance. No emergency room. No morphine drip. No time to even mourn the loss of a limb. If I wrote that scene in fiction, no one would find it credible.

Can you also imagine how terrifying France must have been if one could be accused of 'conspiracy against the Republic' for merely carrying a basket of food? It must have been a perpetual nightmare.

Marion's incident certainly hooked me on reading la comtesse's memoir, but (alas!) I must put it down. I'm reading Memoirs of a Highland Lady, because the book I'm working on now, Mills and Boon/Harlequin Historical book #5, creatively known as "Tanner's story," is going to be partly set in Scotland. So far Elizabeth Grant, the Highland Lady, is remembering London....sigh!

Do you have any other memoirs or biographies to recommend to me? I love to learn of "our period" through the eyes of people who lived it.

Cheers!
Diane

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Elena and Janet Mud Wrestle Again


The finalists of the New Jersey Romance Writers' Golden Leaf Contest have been announced, and Riskies Elena Greene and Janet Mullany will be duking it out for the Regency category! Click the title of this post for the full listing. The third finalist, Meredith Bond (Dame Fortune), will be joining them in the Hepplewhite-inspired tub of mud.

The results will be announced at the New Jersey Put Your Heart in a Book Conference, coming up in a couple of weeks!

Saturday, September 23, 2006

1812

First of all, I'm sorry for the lack of pretty graphics to go with this post! For the past two weeks, blogger has decided not to like for me to download things (actually, I think it may be my ancient computer!). Next week a computer geek friend is coming over to help me work on it, so hopefully next Saturday we will be good to go again. In the meantime, we will just have to imagine! :)

I've been researching a new story idea while I wait on various project floating around out there, one in which the heroine is a Russian ballerina in 1890. As usual, I've gotten a little sidetracked in my research meanderings, and wasted a great deal of time reading various books and visiting various websites. One book I'm enjoying is Orlando Figes' Natasha's Dance: A Cultural History of Russia. It's a massive volume, and I've only read bits of it, but there is a whole section titled "Children of 1812" which details the effects of the conflict with the French on Russian society and culture. Since this fits in with "our" period, I decided to kill two birds with one research stone and talk about this here a bit (then my reading is not in vain, LOL!)

Figes says "As readers of War and Peace will know, the war of 1812 was a vital watershed in the culture of the Russian aristocracy." French was the language used at court and in the cities; French culture had been emulated since the days of Peter the Great and had become ingrained in the fabric of aristocratic life. Now suddenly the French were the ENEMY! To be "Russian" was suddenly in vogue. The use of French, so long de riguer, was frowned on in St. Petersburg salons (Tolstoy's novel also captures the spirit of this time, when nobles brought up to think and speak in Frencg suddenly struggled with their native tongue). In the 18th century, French was considered the sphere of "thought and sentiment" and Russian of "daily life" (i.e. men used Russian in dealing with serfs and middle-class businessmen; court and city life were for French). Girls, unlike their brothers, would not have much business with serfs and merchants, and were thus less likely to be taught to write Russian script (though I'm sure they would have spoken it, at least some). By the early 19th century, this was changing. Bilingual was the norm; letters would often switch back and forth, even in the same sentence, and even women could write it (Tolstoy's mother Maria, for example, even wrote poems in Russian).

Native Russian foods and crafts also came into style. For example, Count Alexander Osterman-Tolstoy (a military hero of 1812) had a great mansion in St. Petersburg, with the reception rooms decorated with marble and mirrors, and a bedroom lined with rough wooden logs to look like a peasant hut. Dances like the pliaska were added to the round of waltzes and minuets. Princess Elena Golitsyn said "Nobody had taught me how to dance the pliaska. It was simply that I was a Russian girl." (Amanda's note--well, my family is Irish, and I doubt I could suddenly just jump up and do a jig. I'm just saying).

Country houses, or dachas, were now a must-have. They were constructed in a simple Russian style, two stories, made of wood, surrounded by a mezzanine veranda, with ornate window and doorframe carvings in Russian motifs. There the city-escapees picked mushrooms in the woods, made jam, drank tea from samovars, fished, hunted, visited the bathhouse, etc. Back in town, ladies started appearing at balls and receptions in native dress--the sarafan tunic and kokoshnik head-dress, for example. Peasant shawls were the new trend, replacing Indian imports. They were made in bustling serf workshops. The "natural look"--cotton gowns, simple hairstyles, pale complexions, and lighter perfumes were in (Tatiana in Pushkin's famous poem Eugene Onegin personified this new natural woman).

Pushkin also used Russian songs and tales in hsi work, and he was a serious student of folk traditions--Ruslan and Ludmila, Tsar Saltan, The Golden Cockerel all derived from folktales. By Pushkin's death in 1837, the literary and musical use of folk tales and motifs was common. The Collection of Russian Folk Tales (1790) was an instant hit. Beethoven used two songs from the collection in his "Razumovsky" quartets (1805), including the "Slava (Glory)" chorus, later used by Mussorgsky in the coronation scene of Boris Godunov. It was originally a sviatochnaya, a folk song used by Russian girls in divination games at New Year's. This simple tune became a national chorus in 1812.

I admit to being something of a Russophile, so I hope I haven't bored you with all this info! Hopefully it was kind of interesting to glimpse a culture of the Regency period so far from England. And I'm going to have to echo Megan's question here, because I need to find out--would you find a Russian heroine interesting??? What about paranormal elements that derive from Russian folktales? What are some other cultures you would like to see more of in novels?

Friday, September 22, 2006

Drug of Choice

I am currently in the midst of writing a proposal to send to my agent. A proposal, for those of you not aware (as I was not until Carolyn Jewel told me this past summer. And I think I'm so smart.), is the first three chapters and synopsis for a proposed book.


In other words, I don't have to actually WRITE the entire book in order to get it sold. How cool is that?!?

Of course it means I have to write the synopsis, which is agony for another day.

But meanwhile, I am actually doing RESEARCH, another first for me, as those of you who read A Singular Lady know (there's definitely some wrong stuff in there). My hero this time around is an opium addict, although he'll start to kick by the end of Chapter Three, or else it wouldn't be much of a romance--kinda more like Hunter S. Thompson goes to ton.

So I've gotten quite a few books out of the library, so many I hope no-one's monitoring me, or I'd definitely be tagged as suspicious. The most useful one thus far is In The Arms of Morpheus: The Tragic History of Laudanum, Morphine, and Patent Medicines by Barbara Hodgson. I just got Opium: A History by Martin Booth, which Jo Beverley cites in the author's note of her latest release, To Rescue A Rogue, which also features an opium addict (and here I thought I was being so innovative! But my hero is scads different from hers, so hopefully it won't be walking over the same romantic ground). Of course I have Thomas De Quincey's Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, but his writing is so hyperbolic it's not so informative. Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem "Kubla Khan" was supposedly written under the influence, as was Christina Rossetti's Goblin Market, which is gorgeously illustrated by her brother, Dante Gabriel Rossetti.


Addiction to laudanum was not disgraceful, especially for the upper class. The Prince Regent was addicted, and several other famous personages of the time used laudanum frequently. Laudanum was cheap, too, so poor people could obtain it easily. The most heinous thing about its use at this time is that opium was an ingredient in several children's elixirs, guaranteed to soothe the fretful child. There were many deaths attributed to over-medicating.

Opium affects the brain in powerful, immediate ways, so it is very easy to get addicted quickly, and very hard to stop taking it. I am reading Jo Beverley's book now, and she does a fantastic job of explaining how hard it is to get off it: Imagine wanting the best chocolate chip cookie ever, and you haven't eaten all day, and you have to deny yourself the pleasure of eating it. And then magnify that by 1,000 times. That's what it seems to be like to be addicted to opium.

My wonder is that more people weren't addicted back then, given its availability and lack of social stigma.

And my questions are: Would you find an addicted hero sympathetic? What about an addicted heroine (mine isn't)? Have you found anything out about the Regency period (such as what I discovered about the children's elixirs) that startled you?

Megan
www.meganframpton.com

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Our Mutual Friend


Nothing--directly--to do with the Regency, but what else is new. We all posted our beach reads a couple of months ago, and although I haven't been near a beach I have read, actually re-read, one of the books I listed--Our Mutual Friend by Dickens. His last published book, it was published in installments, and I suspect he was pretty much a pantser. The Penguin Classics edition has his chapter by chapter notes, and he takes some astonishing liberties with his plot. He introduces new characters one third of the way through a book already crowded with a cast of dozens. There's one character who has a long, introspective monologue telling you a key plot point that none of the other characters know, something that made me grit my teeth and mutter "Not fair! No one else could get away with it." True, because no one else writes like Dickens. No one else breaks the rules with such flair and chutzpah and good humor.


Another "writerly" thing--using setting as characters. This book is haunted by two very strong, atmospheric settings--the river Thames, both a destroyer and a means of rebirth, and the mysterious Dust Heaps that produced a fortune for their owner. What's in the Dust Heaps? Good question. Secrets and, probably, excrement. It's possible to go way overboard on Freudian/Marxist interpretations of what OMF is about, so I'll desist. But one of its themes is about the effect of money--too much, too little--and what it does to people.

But what struck me most about OMF was how much I wanted the female characters to be different. It's a complex plot, and there are two heroines. One, Bella Wilfer, has a scene that reminded me a little of Anne Elliot's declaration in Persuasion, where she publicly states that she loves the man she once rejected, even if he no longer cares for her. Anne's declaration is understood only by Wentworth, and it comes from hard-won self-knowledge and trust in her own feelings. Bella's is equally impassioned and sincere, but she's been manipulated into it by a male character, her patron Mr. Boffins (who has inherited the Dust Heaps)--who does it entirely because he cares about her. So she goes from being an infantilized daughter to the wife of another man who then deceives her--in the most playful, charming, kind way--as to the extent of his real wealth.

The other main female character, Lizzie, is interesting because she's working-class and as sexual a female being as Dickens ever wrote about. How he does it is interesting--by omission, mostly, but it works. She's pursued by an upper class, wealthy man whose intentions may or may not be honorable--he doesn't even know himself. You'd think a woman who rowed a boat on the river while her father dredges up corpses could handle this situation--heck, even the genteel Lizzie Bennett could and did. But no, she too has a male mentor, another father figure, who tells her that she isn't strong enough to withstand the gentleman's advances, and advises her to flee.

It's interesting that Jane Austen, with her stalwart, principled heroines, was read as widely as Dickens. So were those other proponents of strong, passionate female characters, the Brontes and George Eliot. Why? Because Dickens delivers. Even a troubling book like OMF has so much--wonderfully named characters, sympathetic and grotesque, and usually both; scenes of melting tenderness and silly comedy--oh goodness, I'm going to say all human life is there, but it's true. It must have been fifteen years since I read this last, but the good bits are still good. Dickens is the consummate storyteller, the puppeteer pulling the strings of his characters and his readers.

So what's your favorite Dickens book/tv or movie adaptation?

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Winner of IN THE THRILL OF THE NIGHT!


Congratulations to jennybrat, who has won a copy of Candice Hern's IN THE THRILL OF THE NIGHT. Please send your snail mail address to egreene@stny.rr.com to receive your prize.

Thanks to all who visited during our interview with Candice, and to Candice for sharing her stories and fabulous collections with us!

The Riskies

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

One Week To Go! And Must-Reads!

In one week, on Tuesday September 26, is the Gamester Contest!!! Just leave a comment on that day's Risky Regencies post talking about MY LADY GAMESTER, and be entered to win!

To learn about the great prizes (including an eighty-page, lavishly illustrated Pride & Prejudice "FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION" Book, a biography of the Prince Regent, and a souvenir guidebook from the Bath Assembly Rooms & Museum of Costume) or to read the complete rules, click here.

Remember -- your comments don't have to be flattering. They don't have to be clever, or witty, or insightful. They just have to reflect what you really thought about the book.

Now for today's question: what book was so wonderful that you couldn't put it down? What book do you reread frequently, or tell your friends "you have to read this!" What book makes you ask "How does she do that?" or "Why can't every book be like this?"

Or is there a whole series, or an author, that excites you that way? Or more than one author? Please share!

All opinions welcome!

Cara
Cara King -- author of MY LADY GAMESTER
Booksellers' Best Award
for Best Regency of 2005

Monday, September 18, 2006

Words by Diane

I’ve been hard at work revising Warner book #3, Desire in His Eyes by Diane Perkins, which will be released in 2007. One of my revision tasks is to take a look at the words I use. For me, this means a couple of things:
1. Watch out for word repetition
2. Watch out for anachronisms

You have to love Microsoft Word (unless you are still a Word Perfect devotee, that is) because it make it so easy to search for repeated words. I discovered I was using the word “shrugged” all throughout the manuscript. My characters were shrugging all over the place. So I used Word’s “find” function and changed a bunch of them.

Another way words are repeated is on the same page or even in the same paragraph. I have a fist fight in the book and I used the word “thud” about three times in the same scene. My mind went blank about another word to substitute.

To the rescue came http://thesaurus.reference.com/

I used to have to pull out my thesaurus, look for my word in the back, then look in the various sections for the synonyms. In thesaurus.com I instantly have my synonyms!
For “thud,” I found “crash” “smack” “thump” and a really nice word, “thwack.”

That brings me to item number 2: anachronisms. Would my characters even use the word “thwack”? I try to use words that were in use in the Regency, even in my narrative.

Rescue #2 comes with http://www.etymonline.com/index.php

I love this website! No more risking a hernia lifting my Abridged Oxford Dictionary. No more eyestrain trying to read the small print. This is an online etymology dictionary, telling the earliest usage of a word and also how the word was used. Here is the entry for “thwack”: to hit hard with a stick," 1530, of echoic origin. The noun is recorded from 1587.

So I could have used “thwack” but in the end I thought it sounded too “Batman” (the old TV show that used to use balloons saying “thwack” “bop” “wham”)

I also checked etymonline.com for was the phrase, “he was upstaged.” “Upstage” came into use in 1921, so I didn’t use it.

Another indispensible tool is http://dictionary.reference.com and the cool thing is you can flip back and forth from dictionary.com to thesaurus.com. I don’t trust my usage of words. In my very first manuscript, I used the word “discrete”, but what I really meant was “discreet.” That manuscript was read by lots of critique partners and contest judges and only one of them discovered my mistake. So for this blog, I double-checked the definitions of “anachronism” and “devotee.” It only took a minute.

What are your favorite online sites to assist with the writing process? Readers of our blog, this means you, too. I’ll bet nearly all of you use Word or Word Perfect for something. Or perhaps you have a favorite reference book. I’d love to know!

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Temeraire Flying Onto the Big Screen?


This week, the Hollywood Reporter reported that

"Peter Jackson is eyeing his next fantasy series. The filmmaker has dipped into his discretionary fund to option "Temeraire," a historical fantasy series by first-time novelist Naomi Novik, as he puts the pieces together for his career post-"King Kong."

The "Temeraire" saga reimagines the world of the Napoleonic Wars with the addition of an air force of dragons and valiant aviators. It centers on British naval Capt. Will Laurence, who captures a French ship, where he discovers an unhatched dragon egg in the hold -- a gift from the Emperor of China intended for Napoleon. When the egg hatches, he is forced to give up his naval career to become captain of the dragon he names Temeraire.
"

I just started the second installment, Throne Of Jade, and was immediately swept into the wonderful, magical world Novik created. Amanda has read all of the books, I think (there are three of them--Novik is working on a fourth), and in the past, Cara has posted about the mingling of genres. This is a fantastic example of that.

So hie thee to a bookstore, and discover the magical world of Laurence and Temeraire yourself!

Megan
www.meganframpton.com

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Into the woods

This weekend I'm off at a writing retreat. Well, I hope there will be writing, or at least a little anyway. I have a new idea I'm dying to tackle (maybe I need to do Janet's BIAW? Sans fruit, of course!). But a friend who makes her own wine is coming, with several new bottles. Plus there are hiking trails, a swimming pool, horses, and lots of people to get caught up with--you see the problem. :)

The place where the retreat is being held is a beautiful, "rustic" lodge on a lake, totally different from the noisy town where I live. Internet and cell phone access is complicated, and there are no shops or restaurants to distract. I'm really looking forward to the getaway--and I really have to start packing! So, I'm going to turn to Miss Austen for help on this post. Here are some of her thoughts on town vs. country:

"One day in the country is exactly like another" --Northanger Abbey

"...the influence of London is very much at war with all respectable attachments" --Mansfield Park

"They come from Birmingham, which is not a place to promise much, you know, Mr. Weston. One has not great hopes from Birmingham" --Emma

"...I have heard that there is a great deal of wine in Oxford" --Northanger Abbey

"I am quite convinced that, with very few exceptions, the sea-air always does good" --Persuasion

"She sighed for the air, the liberty, the quiet of the country" --Sense and Sensibility

"...to sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure, is the most perfect refreshment" --Mansfield Park

"What are men to rocks and mountains?" --Pride and Prejudice

And now I'm off! I'll be back next week with a report on the proceedings. Where would YOUR ideal retreat be?

Friday, September 15, 2006

Treat Yourself.


I hate Fridays. Absolutely despise them. Which makes no sense, since I am a stay-at-home mom. I have no days off, no weekend to look forward to, no downtime. By Friday, though, I am tired of packing lunches (for both son and husband), tired of errands (later today--laundry! In the rain! At the laundromat!), tired of trying to get enough sleep so I can pop out of bed at 7:10 and get everyone ready for their respective days.

So on the way home from the gym, I decided to treat myself. And not with food, because apparently I did that all summer, and my jeans are really, really tight. Hence the gym. I love shopping at Amazon, absolutely love not paying tax or shipping, but there is really nothing like going to a bookstore, choosing your book (or books, plural--I hate Fridays, remember?), and getting to take it home right away. Bliss.

I bought two books, but eyed at least a dozen more. My friend, and fellow writer, Myretta Robens recommended Jo Beverley's latest book, To Rescue A Rogue. So I bought it. Take that, Friday! I also bought Jenna Petersen's From London With Love. Jenna will be gracing us Riskies with an interview later on this fall. I've already pre-ordered Jenna's next book, Desire Never Dies, from Amazon, but I didn't want to wait until my order was complete to get this one from Amazon (you know, the free shipping conundrum--I want it NOW, but I also want to save money).

I bet most of the folks who visit here get that same new book thrill--so what's the latest book you bought that lifted your spirits? How long do you take before actually reading it? And have you read either of those two books? What did you think of them?

And do you hate a particular day of the week?

Megan
www.meganframpton.com

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Book-in-a-Week

I'm posting late and at home where, because of Blogger's antipathy toward Macs, if I try to upload pics the browser crashes.

So today, it's deathless prose only.

This week I'm engaged in a Book-in-a-Week(BIAW). Writing one, that is. It's a ploy writers often use to jumpstart a project, the idea being that you get together with a bunch of people, publicly set goals, and post daily what your word count is. It can be very effective. Since I'm having to write a lot anyway because I'm on deadline, I proposed a BIAW to my local chapter, seeking misery in company. There was a terrific response--some of us are revising, some writing new material. We're all raring to go.

Here is the true, unadulterated account so far of my efforts. My goal is 50 new pages by Sunday.

Day One: Monday. I arrived home from work, and find an imploded melon. This was a small, seedless watermelon--called, in the store, for some reason, a "personal watermelon." A cute little green-striped thing, nothing like those large, impersonal corporate melons that give the fruit a bad name. Adorable. In fact, we liked it so much we couldn't bear to cut into it and Mother Nature took over. Cleared up melon. Made dinner. Wrote five pages.

Day Two: Tuesday. Watched the only TV show I will go out of my way to watch, "House." Four pages. A discussion started on our BIAW list about unpleasant vegetable matter in our respective refrigerators, following the story of the imploded melon. I'm planning a refrigerator clean out and I can guarantee I am the winner, Slattern Queen of the BIAW.

Day Three: Wednesday. Now this was a great evening. Ten pages. Went to bed very late, wired, and couldn't sleep, and then when I did drop off, was awoken by my musical husband having a sneezing fit and humming in between nasal explosions.

Day Four: Thursday. The evening is relatively young but so far two pages are written. I decided to make stuffed squash for dinner. After putting on some rice to cook, I noticed that the house was full of smoke and the fire alarm went off. Burned rice. Started again. Meanwhile, the sausage I was going to use, even frozen, had a very peculiar odor. So I put it back in the freezer until I can safely get it into the trash (we've also run out of trash bags). I decided to use turkey bacon instead, which, while it is a nice idea, is not bacon. I won't give the rest of the ingredients, because, believe me, it was disgusting and I should have just eaten the squash alone. I also spent quite a bit of time frolicking on eBay--yes, this is writing-related, buying promotional items.

So would I recommend BIAW? Yes, definitely. It's a way of instilling good writing habits, you do get a lot done (generally) and it's nice to be in touch with a bunch of other people in the same situation. I would, however, recommend that you get all melons out of the house first.

Janet

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The Need . . . for Speed

This weekend we went to the Vintage Grand Prix at Watkins Glen. Besides racecars droning by on the curvy track, there was a cool vintage car show with all sorts of models from different countries. We even brought our own cool British car and did 3 parade laps of the track. Nothing fell off, so it was a great day!

"Mini Mouse" joined our family a few years (and too many repair bills) ago. My husband wanted a Mini ever since our 3 year assignment in England, and finally found this one. She's a vintage, c.1982 or so, Mini, not a Cooper, but a model called the Mayfair. What could be more perfect? She's great fun, so noisy and rattly that when you're going 30mph it feels like 60.

The Watkins Glen event marks the end of car show season. I'm more of a horse person, but I've come to really enjoy these events. Seeing all those gorgeous cars from different time periods is fun. The "horseless carriage" pictured here dates from 1904. Doesn't it look just like a phaeton (not the high-perch kind, of course) sans ponies?

My own fantasy car, should I ever start pulling in those 6-digit advances, would be a vintage Jaguar in British Racing Green, of course. Couldn't you just see me arriving for a booksigning in one of these, hair in a chic scarf? Ok, maybe not but I can imagine.

I still like horses best and would love to own one someday. Here's me on my friend Davina's horse, Jack, now sadly deceased though I immortalized him as my hero's horse in LORD LANGDON'S KISS. At over 17 hands high, he was half Thoroughbred, half Irish Draft, all good nature. The epitome of the equine gentleman, he could jump higher obstacles than I would dare put him at and never shied at pheasants darting from the hedgerows. His only quirk was that he detested pigs. It was quite difficult to get him to go past them!

So how would you satisfy your Need for Speed, Regency style? Would you ride a well-bred steed, wearing a flowing habit and plumed hat in the latest mode? Would you ride alongside your beaux in a dashing curricle, or would you take the ribbons yourself?


Back to modern times, do you own or dream about a fantasy vehicle? What is it that excites you about it?

Elena
LADY DEARING'S MASQUERADE, RT Reviewers' Choice Award, Best Regency Romance of 2005
http://www.elenagreene.com/

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

CONTEST! Two Weeks to Go! And Shakespeare!

In two weeks, on Tuesday September 26, I'll be holding a contest here, at the Risky Regencies blog. To learn about the great prizes, including a biography of the Prince Regent, and an eighty-page, lavishly illustrated Pride & Prejudice "FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION" Book, and for the rules, see last Tuesday's post.

To enter, simply read my book -- MY LADY GAMESTER, by Cara King -- and then enter a comment about it on my September 26 post here. Your comment will need to show you've read the book, and have at least a little bit of content. (It doesn't have to be clever or flattering or anything else, it just has to make a little bit of sense.) You can respond to something someone else has said, or start a debate, or just say what you think. (The book is available through Amazon and similar outlets.)

And remember -- if this contest goes well, we may have more such in the future. So win now, win later -- it's all good!

In other news -- I just returned from a quick trip to England -- six plays in four days. I saw Shakespeare's King John on Thursday, Troilus & Cressida on Friday, and his three Henry VI plays all on Saturday. It was amazing, it was exhausting, it was invigorating. It made me want to be a better writer. It made me wonder why people don't do King John more often -- and why Shakespeare ever thought it was a good idea to write Troilus and Cressida.

And now I have seen performed every one of Shakespeare's plays -- if you go by the list in my college Shakespeare book. (It didn't include things like Edward III, which some more recent editions of Shakespeare are including.) This was one of my life goals. I have actually achieved one of my life goals! (Come to think of it, I've also achieved the goal of never reading Clarissa. So there's two!)

By the way, here's a picture of Dorothy Jordan dressed as a "boy" (a very curvy boy!) in As You Like It.

The question of the day: which is your favorite Shakespeare play? Your least favorite? Or was there one production you saw that you thought was really exceptional, or one you thought was really lacking?

All opinions welcome!

Cara
Cara King -- author of MY LADY GAMESTER
Booksellers' Best Award
for Best Regency of 2005

Monday, September 11, 2006

It Was the Worst of Times by Diane

It is difficult to think of a topic related to the Regency period or about writing Regency on this day, Sept 11, the fifth anniversary of the horrific event known by its date, the three numbers we punch into our phones in the event of an emergency. 9/11

I was at work that day, a social worker for the county that includes the Pentagon. A co-worker brought in a radio for the first time that day and was just testing it when the first pl