What's In A Name?


Happy Halloween! My little Gene Simmons is off at school, coming home tonight so Mommy can apply face paint and rhinestones.

I am looking forward to Falling Back, that is MY treat this year.

In writing news, I am considering changing my heroine's name. Right now, it's Alys, which seemed to suit her when I started, but now I am not so sure. I thought about Hyacinth--courtesy of some spam email--but that seems too frilly for my heroine. Perhaps you have some thoughts?

She looks like this picture here, she is smart, knows what she doesn't know (in other words, is well aware she is out of her depth dealing with her current situation), is wryly witty and interested in new experience (enter: The Hero). She has freckles, too, and I am considering adding other 'flaws' so she's not divinely, perfectly beautiful.

Until I have the name right, I can't write the character. I will be browsing through name books, mainly Withycombe's Oxford Dictionary of Christian Names, but I wouldn't mind some help.

Do character names jar you if they don't seem right? What's your favorite name for a character? How important is a character's name in terms of defining the character?

Thanks!

Megan

In Search of Love

I learned from Laura Schaefer's entertaining book about personal ads that the very first was placed by a woman seeking a husband in Manchester in 1727. So I thought I'd share a few with you. Most of the Regency era ones are very polite, or they seem to be:
If the Gentleman (supposed a Foreigner) who kindly took a YOUNG LADY from No. 13, Charlotte-street, Rathbone-Place, to Bristol, the beginning of September last, will appoint a Place and Time of Meeting with the Advertiser, whose discretion and secrecy may be relied upon, it may be attended with real benefit to the young Lady. Direct to D.G., at John's Coffee-house, Cornhill.
Mysterious stuff. The ad was placed on December 31, 1801, in The Times, a full three months after the journey. Surely this young lady's journey with a nameless foreigner did not result in a pregnancy? Was it an elopement that went wrong?

Or how about this one, from June, 1804, in the chapter entitled A Little Bitter, Are We?

TO M-AM-E. "Forget" you? By Heaven I cannot! Engraven on my soul is your memory, in deepest characters, which time vainly will endeavour to efface, contracted as now must be its span, since without one remonstrance, one expostulation, you can resolve for ever to forget me. Wherefore, then, often warned, persist in exciting a reluctant, indeed, but never more unfeigned sensibility, only to wound it? DO I DESERVE THIS? Is it generous? Is it equitable? But severe no longer, welcome now, is the mandate of authority, enjoining oblivion of ORL-O.
Personals were not always anonymous. Here's an excerpt from one placed in 1802 in the Ipswich Journal:
Sir John Dinely, of Windsor Castle, recommends himself and his ample fortune to any angelic beauty of a good breed, fit to become and willing to be the mother of a noble heir, and keep up the name of an ancient family ennobled by deeds of arms and ancestral renown .... favor him with your smiles, and paeans of pleasure await your steps.
So what happened? Sir John died a bachelor six years later. Perhaps despite his pedigree, maybe he didn't meet the basics, as defined by a modern Craigslist personal: Please have all or most of your teeth. Hair is optional.

Personals were not restricted to the educated, the literate, or the upper class. Here's a fascinating one from The Times, dated 1832, in the Just Plain Strange chapter:
Run away last night, my wife, Bridget Coole. She is a tight, neat body, and has lost one leg. She was seen riding behind the priest of the parish through Fermoy; and, as we never married, I will pay no debt that she does not contract. She lisps with one tooth, and is always talking about faries [sic], and is of no use but to the owner.--Phelim Coole, his X mark.
Didn't Phelim mean he wouldn't be responsible for any debt the one-legged lisping femme fatale might contract?

Confession time. Have you ever placed or answered a personal? Had a blind date, or used an online dating service?

Jack O'Lanterns

Last night we finished carving our Halloween pumpkins. I felt some doubt that this was a custom during the Regency, despite Halloween anthology covers like this one, so I thought I'd look it up.

The History Channel identifies the origin of Halloween with the Celtic rituals of Samhain and says people have been making jack o’lanterns for centuries, carving scary faces into turnips (pictured below) or potatoes and setting them in windows or near doors to frighten away evil spirits. It also says the practice is related to an Irish legend of a stingy blacksmith named Jack and the Devil (read more here).

I found the same story at www.jack-o-lantern.com which also says that when the word first appeared in print, it referred to a night watchman or man carrying a lantern. Halloween History says the word was used for the phenomenon of ignis fatuus, lights appearing over bogs and marshes. For all I know, both may be true. I didn't have time to search further!

Halloween History also says that:
“Throughout Britain and Ireland, there is a long tradition of carving lanterns from vegetables, particularly the turnip, mangelwurzel, or swede. But not until 1837 does jack-o'-lantern appear as a term for a carved vegetable lantern, and the carved lantern does not become associated specifically with Halloween until 1866. Significantly, both occurred not in Britain or Ireland, but in North America.”
So yeah, people probably did carve jack o’lanterns during the Regency, though they may not have called them that and probably wouldn’t have used pumpkins, which Cobbett wrote was “a thing little used in England”. I also think it was a country custom, not something the gentry or aristocracy would have done except perhaps on a whim.

Anyway, here are our creations. My kids are still into Greek mythology, so we have Medusa, the Minotaur and the Cyclops.

Anyone else doing anything fun with pumpkins…or other vegetables? That you’re willing to share, of course. Planning costumes for themselves, children or pets?

Elena
www.elenagreene.com

M is the Julia Quinn Winner

And the winner is.....




m, you have won Julia's prize, signed copies of both The Lost Duke of Wyndham and Mr. Cavendish, I Presume.







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Gateway Regencies



To begin with, a little scheduling:

Next Tuesday, join us when (through the Jane Austen Movie Club) we'll talk about our favorite heroines in Jane Austen movies.

And the following Tuesday, I'll finally unveil JANE AUSTEN'S "PHANTOM OF THE OPERA."

(I meant to have it ready for today, but I was kidnapped by a masked man who kept me busy with vocal warmups all evening...)




Now, the topic of the day:


Gateway Regencies!


After all, if a gateway drug is something that lures the inexperienced on to using more and more drugs...

then a Gateway Regency is clearly a Regency that gets a reader hooked on the genre.

So...what Regencies were your Gateway Regencies?

Which ones lured you to try more, and more, and more...

until reading Regencies was...

more than just a terrific means of entertainment...

more than just a great way to relax...

more than just a window on the past...

more than just a mentally stimulating pastime...

but became a way of life.

(Or a great fantasy life!)



Have you gotten anyone else hooked on Regencies?

If so, what Gateway Regencies did you supply them with...

or recommend to them?

Which books, which authors?

Did you ever recommend a fabulous book, which ended up being not the best book to hook someone with?



If a friend came to you today, and said she (or he) wanted to give the Regency genre a try...

and asked you what Regency to start with...

which book or books, or author or authors, would you recommend?

What sort of books in general would you recommend? (New, old, short, long, mostly history, mostly romance, mostly comedy, or what?)

Or are you of the opinion that Regencies are your private little world, and you don't want your friends and family to read them too?

All answers welcome!


Cara
Cara King, who could be crushed under the weight of the Regencies she owns if there's a big enough earthquake

Interview with Julia Quinn

The Risky Regencies welcome New York Times bestselling and two time RITA-winning author, Julia Quinn. On Oct 19, Julia's latest, Mr. Cavendish, I Presume, was number one on the New York Times bestseller list and this week remains in the top ten. Today Julia will be talking about Mr. Cavendish, I Presume and its simultaneous story, The Lost Duke of Wyndham.

Julia's journey to number one has included stops at Harvard and a brief stint in medical school before she decided writing Regency Historical Romance was what she was meant to do. Her books have been lauded for their wit and humor, and none other than Time Magazine said she has "a smart, funny touch." We are so happy to have Julia here, especially because she's been traveling a lot this month and spent yesterday traveling back home.

Listen to this! To one lucky commenter chosen at random, Julia is going to give away a set of The Lost Duke of Wyndham AND Mr. Cavendish, I Presume!

Heeeeerrrrree's Julia!

1. Tell us about Mr. Cavendish, I Presume? How it is connected to The Lost Duke of Wyndham?

Some time ago I was humming an old Dire Straits song called "Industrial Disease," and I got to the line: "Two men say they're Jesus. One of them must be wrong." Being the historical romance writer I am, I immediately change that to: "Two men say they're the Duke of Something. One of them must be wrong." The trick there, though, was to figure out how on earth the succession to a Dukedom could be in doubt, because that sort of thing was generally well-documented.

Once I came up with a way to make the plot work, I started thinking about the characters. Which would be the bad guy--the current duke or the long-lost duke? Then I thought--wouldn't it be so much more interesting if they were both good guys?

At that point I realized I'd need two books, since if both were hero material, both would need to their own love stories. At first I thought I would write them sequentially, with one picking up where the other ended, but as I delved into the plotting, I realized that there were so many scenes that were crucial to both sets of characters. I couldn't bear, for example, to show the big reveal scene (when the characters learn who is the real duke) from only one hero's point of view. So I ended up with two novels that took place at the same time.

2. We're all about taking risks here at Risky Regencies. What do you think is the greatest creative risk you've taken in this book?

Running the stories simultaneously. This meant I was going to have to write them simultaneously as well. It was a tremendous creative challenge for me--and one that I found very exciting and energizing. I loved weaving two separate and distinct love stories through one set of external events. But at the same time, I risked alienating some readers, who might not like this approach. If you've read Lost Duke, for example, you know who the real duke is before you start Cavendish. I personally don’t think this detracts from the novel in any way; the real heart of the story is in the characters and how they adjust to and learn from the events. But some readers didn’t like this; they felt they’d started the story already “spoiled.”

3. With Mr. Cavendish and The Lost Duke so intertwined, did you have to do anything different than your usual plotting process?

Absolutely! In fact, this was the hardest part of the process. I wrote a joint outline for the two books, which was far more daunting than I’d envisioned. Normally when I’m plotting I can make my secondary characters do whatever is best for the main story, but this time I had to consider the other book as well. It took forever. I’m not kidding when I say I went through seventeen versions. (Okay, many of the versions were somewhat truncated, but still.) And I kept switching who would end up with whom!

4. What is it about the Regency that keeps you writing in that time period?

I’m not sure exactly. It just seems to work for me. The witty repartee, probably.

5. You've won the RITA two years in a row, 2008 for The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever, and 2007 for On the Way to the Wedding. Can you tell us what this has meant to you?
It’s indescribable. There is something so special about validation and praise from one’s peers. And I had reached the finals so many times that when I finally won, I couldn’t stop laughing. I was giddy, absolutely giddy.

6. I've heard your excellent workshop on writing dialogue. What is your greatest weakness in writing dialogue, the one thing you find yourself having to fix before turning in that final draft? (Mine is overuse of dialogue tags)

I find myself deleting dialogue tags, too. But weirdly, I also find that I have to add action tags and emotional tags to flesh things out.

7. What is next for you?

I’m writing a spin-off of The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever. It’s about Lady Olivia Bevelstoke. I’ve paired her up with an all-new character named Harry Valentine. Olivia is such a great character. I think it’ll be a lot of fun!
♥♥♥♥♥
What is your favorite Julia Quinn book and why? Do you have any questions for Julia? Now's your chance.
Remember, if you comment, you have a chance to win the set of The Lost Duke of Wyndham AND Mr. Cavendish, I Presume.

What did Diane do with Julia Quinn???

No, I didn't "duke" it out with Julia over cover models. I did a nice thing. It turns out Julia is traveling today and would have had to come online to comment late and after she just returned home. So I gave her my Monday.
Wasn't that nice of me?
So tell everyone to stop by tomorrow, October 27, for the interview with Julia Quinn!

Two Lives



First on this Saturday post--a little bit of Shameless Bragging! I finally got to see the cover for my January '09 Harlequin Historical release, High Seas Stowaway (Balthazar's story). I love it! The sense of movement, the drama and passion--it's beautiful, and even suits the story. What do you all think???

And I also got an email with a new review for my last book, A Sinful Alliance, in the Chicago Tribune, which says "In A Sinful Alliance, her latest flawlessly crafted historical romance, Amanda McCabe expertly blends political and romantic intrigue into a captivating story." Sigh. If only all reviews could be like that, for all of us! It would make this job easier sometimes...

And on Friday October 31, be sure and join me, along with Michelle Willingham, Nicola Cornick, and Bronwyn Scott as we launch our Blog Tour in honor of the debut of Harlequin "Historical Undone" ebooks! We'll be at Greyhaus Literary Agency on that day, and here at Risky Regencies on November 2 (full schedule to come).

Now, when I was looking online for possible topics for today, I found out that October 25 had great significance in the lives of two men who had enormous impact on the history of this country--and the world. (Seems kind of appropriate to look at the beginnings of the USA, with the election only a little more than a week away!). On October 25, 1760, George III ascended the throne of England on the death of George II, and on October 25, 1764 John Adams married Abigail Smith.

George III was born in London at Norfolk House in 1738, the son of Frederick, Prince of Wales and Augusta of Saxe-Gotha, grandson of George II. His grandfather and father did not get along, and George II took very little interest in his grandchildren. Until the Prince of Wales unexpectedly died in 1751. Three weeks later, Prince George became Prince of Wales. In the spring of 1756, as he approached his 18th birthday, his grandfather offered him his own household at St. James's Palace, but, guided by his mother and his advisor Lord Bute (who wanted to keep him close at home) he refused.

In 1759, he became infatuated with Lady Sarah Lennox, one of the extraordinary daughters of the Duke of Richmond, but, once again guided by Bute, he gave up thoughts of marrying her and turned to Princess Sophia Charlotte of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. He met her on their wedding day in September 1761, and they ended up with 15 (mostly troublesome) children. Two weeks after the marriage they were crowned at Westminster Abbey. (The madness and the loss of the American colonies all came later...)

John Adams met Abigail Smith when they were 17 and 26 years old, and fell in love pretty much right away, though the wedding would have to wait. Abigail's mother, Elizabeth Quincey Smith (of the Quinceys) did not approve of the son of a mere farmer for her daughter, even though John was by then a lawyer with a new practice. But even when they were apart they wrote torrents of letters, over 1100 of which survive today to testify to this great romance and partnership. Including this one, dated October 4, 1762:

Miss Adorable,

By that same Token that the Bearer hereof satt up with you last night I hereby order you to give him, as many Kisses, and as many Hours of your Company aftr 9 o'clock as he shall please to Demand and charge them to my Account: This Order, or Requisition call it which you will is in Consideration of a similar order Upon Aurelia for the like favor, and I presume I have good Right to draw upon you for the Kisses as I have given two or three Millions at least, when one has been received, and of Consequence the Account between us is immensely in favor of yours,
John Adams

The wedding finally took place several years later, performed by her father, the Congregationalist minister Reverend William Smith. They then moved to the house in Braintree John inherited from his father and had 4 children who grew to adulthood. They were married for nearly 50 years.

And if you haven't seen the HBO miniseries John Adams, run out and rent it right now! It is one of the best historical dramas I've ever seen.

Any other milestones on this October Saturday???

Failure To, Well, Do Anything


Oh, yikes, it's Friday again.

Today I am heading to New Jersey for their fabulous conference. I will be the sole Risky in attendance (and yes, I am bringing buttons, fellow Rs!), and I look forward to hanging with old friends and making some new ones. Oh, and attending a few workshops, of course.

But this week, in personal terms, has been a dud. First off, although I wrote--and wrote well--this week, I only managed one day of writing. And one day of exercising. And I regained the two pounds I had lost the week before (to which I say, WTF?). So last night I made some Bad Choices and should have done some things and did others instead. I have to run around like a crazy person packing for Jersey and stressing because there's just never enough time, except for when I waste it.

So now I hate myself.

Which means you all have to suffer, too.

No, not really.

Yes, you do.

No, not really.

Ye--anyway, I am always up for a resolution, especially if it is public, so I am resolving to make Good Choices and try to write, even though sometimes it seems as though I am writing only for me (can you tell I haven't heard anything yet from my agent about my submission? Yeah, like that.).

And exercise, because it's good for my heart and stuff.

And I do feel good about going to Jersey, and I hope not to be a ninny, and get some benefit out of going. I am looking forward to Halloween (my son is going as Kiss's Gene Simmons, his idea, not ours!), and pumpkin ale, and cute sweaters, and getting to 25,000 words, and visiting with relatives, and lots and lots of tea.

Okay. Hold onto those good thoughts, Megan.

What is your surefire way for getting out of the doldrums?

Janet the Grouch

Yes, I'm having a grouchy day.

I've already vented my spleen over at History Hoydens today about The Great Scone Infiltration, which, as may or may not be obvious, is about food anachronisms in Romancelandia, in particular the humble scone.

It's difficult to present oneself publicly as a grouchy romance writer. I'm supposed to be a purveyor of sweetness and light, aren't I? Never mind that the economy is collapsing, and we have the possibility of a grouchy old man and his accompanying albatross with glasses (not my definition, but the brilliant Graham Norton's) taking us down the path to ... well, I hate to think where. I spring out of bed these days with a song on my lips, but unfortunately it's a song that goes along the lines of things aren't going at all well...

So is it true that in these troubling times we need Romance? Will people flock to buy books--or borrow them from the libraries (when they can get there and if the books are there--ever noticed how library budgets suffer at the drop of a dollar hat?)? I wonder if books will become the equivalent of movies during the 1930s--rather than going out for an evening for a relatively small amount of money (and let the theater's heating and the press of bodies warm you), we'll stay at home and read.

The movies of the Golden Age of Hollywood offered fantasy, escapism, and a glimpse into the lives of the rich, famous, and fashionable. Now we see altogether too much of the lives of the rich, famous, and fashionable, but we still crave fantasy and glamor.

I wonder if romance will fill that void.

The reason it might not is that reading is a solitary pursuit. I think in particular that romance is isolating in that it answers your fantasies--whether your particular fantasy is tea in a Regency drawing room or sex with three werewolves (at once)--and a shared fantasy becomes something else. It requires an act of trust to share the need for fantasy, or the fantasies themselves, with others, and I think that's why the internet provides so many discussion boards and other safe environments for readers who want to talk about romance. But I'm wondering whether we need human contact--and that's what going to the movies represented during the Depression. The experience would continue long after leaving the movie theater, providing common ground for discussion about the movie and its stars.

So, a couple of questions for you.

Do you think reading romance will get us through hard times?

Do you find online friends and community as satisfying as "real-life" friends?

Originality

Last week, a scene from the Project Runway finale had me thinking.

The judges compared designer Kenley's gown (left) to a recent creation by Alexander McQueen (right). Kenley complained that the judges called her a copycat. Annoying as Kenley is, I don't think she ripped off the design. I didn't hear the judges say so either. What I did hear is their advice to her to become more aware of what other designers are doing.

I wondered whether this advice--no doubt excellent for the fashion industry--makes sense for romance writing. Many publishers do in fact advise aspiring writers to read their line before submitting. However, I think the intent is to get more submissions that suit the current line, not avoid similar stories, which is more often my concern. I sometimes worry that I've accidentally hit upon a similar idea to something that is already out there, even (horrors!) something so popular and successful that my own attempt would inevitably raise suspicions.

But I stress about this less than I used to. When I heard that Victoria Alexander wrote a book with a balloonist hero, I steeled myself to read it, ready to ditch or alter my own balloonist story if it seemed too similar. As it turns out, HER HIGHNESS, MY WIFE is a fun read but the plot and characters are completely unlike mine. Even the ballooning element is different, as her aeronaut uses hot air and mine uses hydrogen. You may think this does not matter but consider the fact that in a hydrogen balloon an aeronaut can, um, stay up much longer. :) But I digress.


I know some authors who don't read in their own genre because they want to avoid unconsciously absorbing others' ideas. I won't go so far; I enjoy historical romance too much to give up the pleasure. But I'm also not about to embark on a major survey of what sort of historical romances are currently out there, either to try to fit in or to deliberately make sure I've written something that is completely unlike any other story. I don't have the time!

Although there are a lot of elements in a single garment, a novel is still a more complex creation. Two writers working in isolation could very well come up with some similar ideas, especially if they're fascinated by the same bit of history and using the same sources. But if they are drawing from within themselves, the resulting novels are still going to as different as the two writers.
I found a cool quote by James Stephens:
Originality does not consist in saying what no one has ever said before, but in saying exactly what you think yourself.


I like that! How about you? Do you think authors should read in their own genre or not? Which do you think results in greater originality?

Elena
www.elenagreene.com

Anniversary of Trafalgar

Little did I realize what a smart move it was for me to have the mother of all colds last Thursday and hand the responsibility of the day over to Cara. (Thanks Cara!)

That's because today is the anniversary of the Battle of Trafalgar, October 21, 1805. Three years ago I blogged about the two hundredth anniversary of the battle and a politically correct approach for the millenium. Today I've come up with a collection of things I found interesting--I hope you do too--because the whole topic of Nelson and Trafalgar is so huge you can't do it justice in one blog. (Note the cunning way I leave things open for your comments and a possible part two on Thursday.) If you were raised in England the legend of Nelson and Trafalgar, "kiss me Hardy" and all the rest of it, are part of your consciousness--everywhere you turn there are pubs, streets, houses, memorials. And of course, Nelson's Column in, where else, Trafalgar Square, London.

True to form, the National Maritime Museum in Greenwich is holding an exhibit celebrating the 250th anniversary of Nelson's birth (September 29, 1758), and the site has some great pictures, articles, and information.

You can see Nelson's coat, still bloodstained, which Emma Hamilton was given after his death, although Nelson's family would have liked to have taken possession of it. She sold the coat when she'd fallen on hard times, shortly before she left for Europe, where she died in 1814. Prince Albert, consort of Queen Victoria, bought it back and presented it to Greenwich.

I like this piece of embroidery, traditionally thought to be worked by Emma, of herself, Nelson and their dog Nileus at Merton Place, Surrey. It's of colored silks on a silk taffeta ground, but the faces and hands are painted on the fabric with watercolors. Pictures were produced and sold to women to be worked on at home, and the Nelson-Trafalgar story caught the imagination, and the money-making instincts of the British, with a huge amount of souvenirs produced.

Here's a Nelson snuff box from 1804.

Another fascinating sort of souvenir is artefacts made from scrap wood of Nelson's famous ship Victory during renovations (which you can visit at Portsmouth.)

I visited eBay (of course) and found this fascinating item, an English Oak Glove Stretcher. It's engraved with the name Victory.

There's a wonderful collection of Nelson memorabilia here, including this very cute mid nineteenth century toby jug.

I actually own a piece of Nelson memorabilia myself, an engraving of his house at Merton Place, which I think is genuine (I paid very little for it). Mine is colored and much prettier than this version.

Do you collect memorabilia or antiques? Or, what would you like to collect if you could afford it? Do you have any thoughts on Nelson or Trafalgar you'd like to share?

Julia Quinn Stole My Man

Well, not really.

But she did sorta steal my model. As far as I know A Reputable Rake was the first romance cover to use model Ben Whitaker, so naturally I thought he was my model. But Julia says she picked him--picked him--for the cover of her newest release, Mr. Cavendish, I Presume.

Look at this!!!!!!


See? He looks happy to be on my cover and a bit surly on Julia's. What conclusion would you make comparing the two?

If these are not enough for you, here are more images of Ben Whitaker

And here is more discussion of him.

I tell you, this Julia is really something. She also stole my model from The Vanishing Viscountess; took him for The Lost Duke of Wyndham.

Check this out:




Of course, this model is the popular Nathan Kamp. And he's been around, so I guess neither Julia nor I can claim him.


But, Ben? That's another story.



Watch Julia and me duke it out over dukes and other cover heroes next Sunday. New York Times best-selling author and double RITA winner, Julia Quinn will be our Risky Regencies guest Sunday Oct 26, and she's answering my interview questions, and discussing The Lost Duke of Wyndham and Mr. Cavendish, I Presume, two very connected books. She'll also be giving away one signed JQ book, maybe one with a hunky hero. So don't forget to stop by.

I actually think Julia's and my covers are terrific. All of them. Which one is your favorite and why?

(Aren't you proud of me? I got through the whole blog without once reminding you that Scandalizing the Ton is still in bookstores and available online....Oops. Well, I almost made it.)

My contest is still running on my website. Win my backlist book of your choice!

To The Tower!


So now--The Further Adventures of Amanda's Vacation Pics!


I visited the Tower of London on the last day of my trip, and it was the perfect morning for it. Overcast, a bit chilly, but not yet rainy. (It waited to pour down until later that afternoon, when I happened to be walking across Tower Bridge to have lunch at The Anchor. Fun).

It wasn't very crowded there yet--in fact, I had Tower Green practically to myself for a few minutes! I didn't see any of the famous ghosts, but I did get a rather melancholy feeling. Maybe it's because Halloween is coming up, or maybe it's just that history geek-ness that causes intense attachments to people and events long gone, but it does seem that certain places hold onto strong emotions. At the Petit Trianon, I wanted to run and laugh and roll in the grass (I didn't--I'm a good history geek who obeys Stay Off The Grass signs!). At the Tower I sometimes wanted to cry.

The Tower, of course, is not just one tower, but a compound of many buildings from different eras. The oldest, and most recognizable, is the White Tower, built by William the Conquerer in 1078, of Caen stone brought from France (it was later whitewashed, which gave it the name). In the 12th century, King Richard the Lionheart increased the White Tower with a curtain wall and had a moat dug around it. In the 13th century, Henry III turned it into a royal residence and had palatial buildings constructed within the Inner Bailey, south of the White Tower. (most of these were later destroyed by Cromwell).

A few of the buildings built along the Inner Wall are Lanthorn Tower, Devereaux Tower, Beauchamp Tower (pronounced Beecham--I went here to look at the restored Renaissance grafitti, and peer out the window at the scaffold site). There is also the Bloody Tower (nicknamed after the Princes of the Tower).

The river entrance to the Tower, called Traitor's Gate, cuts through St. Thomas's Tower. As I stared down at the stone steps leading up from the Gate, I remembered the tale of Elizabeth I, who was sent to the Tower as a princess by her sister Queen Mary during the Wyatt Rebellion. It was pouring rain, and Elizabeth plopped herself down on the wet stones, refusing to go inside until she had proclaimed her innocence ("It is better sitting here than in a worse place").

The Tower is certainly best known for its famous prisoners (like Elizabeth). The first prisoner was Ranulf Flambard in 1100, when he was Bishop of Durham and found guilty of extortion. He was also the first (and one of the few) escapees, climbing down a rope, which had been smuggled in via a cask of wine, from the White Tower. There was also Sir Thomas More (imprisioned on April 17, 1535 and executed on Tower Hill July 6). Henry VI, murdered in the Tower May 21, 1471 (on this day each year, the Provosts of Eton College and King's College, Cambridge, lay roses and lillies on the spot where he died). Edward V and his brother Richard, the Princes of the Tower. Sir William de la Pole, the longest-held prisioner (1502-1539). John Gerard, one the many undercover Jesuit missionaries captured during Elizabeth's reign (he also escaped, climbing a rope over the moat). Sir Walter Raleigh spent 13 years there (1603-1616), but lived in rather comfy quarters where his family could visit--he even planted New World tobacco on Tower Green. Guy Fawkes, of "gunpowder treason and plot" fame. And, during the Regency period, there were Johan Anders Jagerhorn, a Swedish officer and cohort of Lord Edward Fitzgerald, who was involved in the Irish uprising, and Lord George Gordon (of the Gordon Riots)

So, anyway, I took the good advice of many guidebooks to get to the Tower early, and was very glad I did! I zipped through the Crown Jewels (very sparkly! I especially liked Queen Victoria's little diamond crown), then just wandered around. I saw Raleigh's rooms in the Bloody Tower, the armorie museum in the White Tower, and more than a few gift shops.

Then I took a quick peek at the Chapel of St. Peter ad Vincula and stood on Tower Green for a while. On the scaffold site is a flat glass monument, engraved with the words "Gentle visitor pause awhile: where you stand death cut away the light of many days: here jeweled names were broken from the vivid thread of life: may they rest in peace while we walk the generations around their strife and courage: under the restless skies." Tower Green was a very privileged place for private executions; only 7 people were beheaded here. William, Lord Hastings (1483); Anne Boleyn (1536); Margaret Pole (1541); Katherine Howard and Jane Boleyn (1542); Jane Grey (1554); and the Earl of Essex in 1601.

Behind the site is the Chapel, where those 7 (along with others, like More, Jane Grey's husband Guildford Dudley, and Charles II's illegitimate son the Duke of Monmouth) are buried beneath the floor. Alongside is Beauchamp Tower (where that grafitti can be seen, including Guildford's pathetic "Jane", and an RD said to be carved by Robert Dudley). Across is the building known as the Queen's house (where Anne Boleyn spent her last days). On the west is the rampart known as "Elizabeth's walk"; next to it once stood the house where Jane Grey was imprisoned.

I stood there for a while, imagining Anne Boleyn walking from that house in her black gown, trying to be dignified in front of the witnesses. What was she thinking? Of mistakes, regrets, good memories? The 3-year-old daughter she left behind? She felt the cool breeze on her face, just as I did that day, and those very same buildings were the last thing she saw. I admit it--I did get a little tearful.

Then I had a cup of tea at the New Armories restaurant and watched the ravens hop around. (Oh yes, the ravens! They stay there because of the legend that if the ravens ever leave the Tower, the White Tower, the monarchy, and the whole kingdom will fall. They're huge, and a little scary).

All in all, a really great day (even if I didn't see any ghosts!). Have you had adventures at the Tower, or anyplace that evokes the past for you in a big way? Seen any ghosts?

Oh, and there were a few more good Renaissance CDs I found to add to my list last week! "The Triumphs of Oriana" and "Elizabeth's Music" (both from the Chandos label), and "Pastyme With Good Companye: Music From the Court of Henry VIII". You can go here to find a poem by Anne Boleyn set to music.

Retrench!



Don't you wish you could marry for money?



With the economy faltering, perhaps we can learn some lessons from our heroes and heroines as to how to economize ("Retrench? Retrench! How may I retrench").

1. Wear the same gown every day. When your gown is threadbare, turn it inside out and start wearing it that way.

2. Throw entertainments inside your home.

3. When venturing out, make just going to town the entertainment. No cost to you! And you might just find a husband, too.

4. Rise with the sun, go to bed with the moon.

5. Pay your servants paltry wages. Threaten them with no references if they complain.

6. Never pay your bills, except gambling debts. Those are debts of honor.

7. Become popular, so you get invited everywhere.

8. "Forget" your reticule when shopping.

9. Start writing a secret newspaper column/illustrating humorous cartoons for extra cash.

10. Take up spying.

11. If you're a courtesan, threaten to publish your memoirs with names unless the men pay up to keep you silent.

12. Go to sea.

13. Head for India/the West Indies to make your fortune.




What can you think of?

Megan

JANE AUSTEN MOVIE CLUB: The Duchess

Welcome to a surprise meeting of the Risky Regencies JANE AUSTEN MOVIE CLUB!

(Janet, I hope you feel better soon!!!)

Today we're discussing the new movie THE DUCHESS.

Based on the Amanda Foreman biography of Georgiana, the Duchess of Devonshire, who lived from 1757 - 1806, THE DUCHESS tells her story from just before her marriage until several years in.

The movie is visually sumptuous, as these pictures show. (By the way, if you want to see any of the pictures bigger, you can just click on them!)

Here's some useful background info on the movie itself:



DIRECTOR: Saul Dibb

SCREENPLAY: Jeffrey Hatcher, Anders Thomas Jensen, and Saul Dibb

Jeffrey Hatcher, by the way, wrote the play and screenplay for the Restoration theatre drama STAGE BEAUTY, and co-wrote the screenplay for the Heath Ledger CASANOVA.


CAST:

Keira Knightley: Georgiana, The Duchess of Devonshire

Knightley, of course, played Lizzy Bennet in the recent film of PRIDE AND PREJUDICE.

Ralph Fiennes: Duke of Devonshire

Charlotte Rampling: Lady Spencer

Dominic Cooper: Charles Grey

Cooper played Willoughby in the most recent TV version of SENSE & SENSIBILITY.

Hayley Atwell : Bess Foster

Atwell played Mary Crawford in the recent TV attempt at MANSFIELD PARK.

Simon McBurney: Charles Fox

Aidan McArdle: Richard Brinsley Sheridan


So...have you seen it?

If so, what did you think?

How did you like the script, the casting, the performances?

What did you think of the costumes and the stately homes?

All answers welcome!


Cara
Cara King, who wouldn't mind living in Somerset House herself

Writing in Season


One of our autumn rituals is to go apple-picking at a local orchard, coming home with bagfuls for eating and making pies. I use a recipe from my grandmother's little old Lithuanian ladies' group cookbook, with honey, raisins and nuts. Yum! I have to confess, though, I cheat and use the premade pie crust from the store. I used to try to make them from scratch and though they came out OK, the process involved a lot of cursing and sticking torn bits back together, and flour everywhere. Now everyone is happy. :)

But while I'm steeped in autumn activities with the family, I'm also working on a section of a story that occurs in April. As a reader, I have no problem transitioning between seasons. If the author has done her job, I could enjoy a snowbound-in-a-cottage romance from a beach-chair. But as a writer, I find it takes some work to look away from the colors coming through my windows and picture springtime in England instead. It helps to look at images like this one, of a bluebell wood in England, like one I used to walk through when I lived there. For anyone who hasn't smelled bluebells, the scent is similar to hyacinths. I know some people who think the fragrance is too strong but I love it. Walking through a wood like this and drinking in the purple-blue color and the scent is a heady experience!

I also like to visit sites such as The British Library's wildlife sounds archive to get an idea of the birdsongs of the season.



So for my fellow writers, do you have to do anything special to help you convey the sense of the season you are writing? For those of you like Amanda and Diane who write Christmas novellas, is this an issue for you? Personally, I'd find it hard to get into the holiday mood if it was 90 and humid outside. I don't know what I'd do: turn up the AC and drap fake mistletoe around the writing room?

For our reader friends, is it ever a wrench for you to read a story set in a different season? Do you prefer certain sorts of books at certain seasons?

Elena
www.elenagreene.com

Scandalizing the Ton Winner!!!


The Winner of Scandalizing the Ton is...........

Arkiern !

Congratulations, Arkiern.

Send us an email by Oct 20 at riskies@yahoo.com with your name and address and your signed copy of Scandalizing the Ton will be on its way!

The Huntington

It occurs to me that I've never talked up the Huntington at Risky Regencies!

If you're ever in the Los Angeles area, you need to visit the Huntington...which includes the Huntington Library, the Huntington Gardens, and the Huntington Art Collections.

I was there yesterday showing my sister around, and thinking how any Regency fan would love it.

To start with: imagine owning the library pictured above!

Not too shabby.

And as for art...
it has Gainsborough...
Lawrence...
Romney...
Reynolds...
Turner...
Constable...

The most famous of its holdings include Gainsborough's Blue Boy, from 1770...

And the painting nicknamed "Pinkie," painted by Lawrence in 1794.

Visitors, by the way, like to fancy that Blue Boy and Pinkie are a couple.

Certainly they stare at each other across the gallery with great fixity...

Walk around the art galleries for long enough,

and you will also stumble across people like Emma Hamilton,



and the great actress Sarah Siddons.

I also saw the Duchess of Devonshire today.

And if you like French art, you can find Boucher, Watteau, Fragonard, Greuze...

And as for the Huntington Library displays, there are first editions of Byron, Burns, and a bunch of other beautiful brilliant books...

Ah, to be a fabulously wealthy railroad magnate in the early 20th century! That's the sort of luxury I could get used to.

So...have any of you ever visited the Huntington? (Do you all promise to, the next time you're in the LA area?) Do you particularly like any of the artists mentioned here?

And speaking of the Duchess of Devonshire, has anyone here seen the movie THE DUCHESS yet, or plan to soon? (In other words, how long should we wait until we discuss it here at Risky Regencies?)

All answers welcome!

Cara
Cara King, who also loves the gardens

A Columbus Day Potpourri

It is Columbus Day, a federal holiday here, but one lots of employers trade for the day after Thanksgiving.

Did you know that Christopher Columbus asked King Henry VII of England for the money to fund his search for a shorter route to the Far East? King Henry said no.

He also was the first to bring cocoa beans to Europe, only he didn't really appreciate this finding.
After he robbed the cargo of a Mayan trader, he made this comment:
"They seemed to hold these almonds (the cocoa beans) at a great price; for when they were brought on board ship together with their goods, I observed that when any of these almonds fell, they all stooped to pick it up, as if an eye had fallen"

We, of course, understand that extreme need for chocolate.

Take this Christopher Columbus multiple choice quiz
My favorite:
Why were his crew extremely nervous?
A. Columbus had a drinking problem so he was a bit odd at times
(Did I tell you this quiz was intended for children?)

But Columbus has not much to do with the Regency...

So, I thought you might be interested in the legalities that formed the basis of Scandalizing the Ton. These came from Nancy Mayer of the Beau Monde Chapter of RWA, who helped with this part of the story.

It has to do with a posthumous child, the unborn child of a deceased earl, in this case.

The title and inheritance cannot pass until ten months after the father's death so that, should the man be married, his wife has time to produce the baby. If this baby is a boy he will inherit.

The wife was not allowed to say whether or not she had intercourse; the paternity of the child could only be contested if it could be proved the wife had not been in proximity of her husband. In Scandalizing the Ton, I had to be sure that Lydia's deceased husband had been with her within a month of her encounter with Adrian. (The time sequence of Scandalizing was another thing that took some careful thinking)

Here's a real kicker. If a widow marries again and bears a child within the ten months, she can decide whose child it is; that is, she can say it is her deceased husband's child or her new husband's child. The child is the legal child of whichever husband she selects.

Of course, this is not true today, but there weren't any paternity tests in the Regency.

And speaking of Scandalizing the Ton (do I talk about anything else these days?), our sometimes commenter here, the lovely Mallory Pickerloy, went on a search for Scandalizing the Ton at her local Wallmart and she took photos.

Here's the display of Harlequin Historicals



And here is a photo of a whole shelf. Can you see Scandalizing the Ton in there? (this is a little like Where's Waldo?)










Here's the photo of the whole book department there, which is a large one.




Thank you, Mallory! I am very tickled that you took the photos!!

Any other Scandalizing the Ton sightings?

Thanks to everyone who visited me yesterday. I'll announce a winner a little later today.

(I'm also blogging about sprucing up your Golden Heart entry at Wet Noodle Posse today)



Diane's here!

Yes, here's Diane Gaston, to talk about her newest release Scandalizing the Ton, and one lucky person will win a signed copy of the book--your comment or question enters you into the contest. So chat away and have fun.

4 Stars! In this spin-off of The Vanishing Viscountess, Gaston deftly portrays the era and brings back previous characters. Her sensitive, compassionate and sensual romance shows how the power of love can overcome adversity. — Joan Hammond, Romantic Times BOOKreviews

Scandalizing the Ton has everything you want in a romance novel - love and passion, scandal and secrets....Debby Guyette, Cataromance

Tell us about Scandalizing the Ton (and congrats on the great reviews!).

Scandalizing the Ton is my Regency Paparazzi story, my idea of what it would be like for a Regency lady to be the victim of the historical equivalent of the media frenzy we’ve seen around celebrities like Paris Hilton and Britney Spears. Or Anna Nicole Smith.

Here is the backcover blurb: Lady Wexin, once the ton’s foremost beauty, has been abandoned by her family and friends, and creditors hound her. Her husband’s scandalous death has left her impoverished and the gossip-mongering press is whipped into a frenzy of speculation when it becomes clear the widow is with child. Who is the father? Only one man knows: Adrian Pomroy, Viscount Cavanley. He has cultivated the reputation of a rake, but in truth yearns for something useful to do. Delicate beauty Lydia Wexin could pose an intriguing and stimulating challenge.

Your hero, Pom, appeared in an earlier book. (Is that really his nickname?) When you created him, did you anticipate that he would have his own story?

Sigh. I didn’t realize when Pomroy first appeared in Innocence and Impropriety that “Pom,” as his friend Tanner called him, was a derogatory Australian term for a British person. Pomroy was a minor character and I had no plans to make him a hero, even when he was mentioned in The Vanishing Viscountess, Tanner’s story. When I selected Lydia as my next heroine, though, Pomroy was the perfect hero for her because of his reputation and his connection to Tanner. I couldn’t go through the book calling him “Pom” (my British editor told me) so I gave him a courtesy title and contrived to have Lydia call him Adrian, which I thought was a pretty cool hero name. He’s Adrian throughout the book—except to Tanner.

How would you define your books?

My niche at Harlequin Historical is to write about the Regency Underworld, the darker, grittier side of the Regency. The Mysterious Miss M, my first book, set the tone with its heroine who had been forced into prostitution. Since then I’ve tries to focus on the seamier side of gambling, of the theatre, and I also sent a marquess on the run with a beautiful fugitive. Scandalizing the Ton examines the darker side of the press during the Regency.

Do you find US and UK readers have different demands or expectations, and how do you meet both?

I mostly leave this up to my editors to help me get the varying expectations correct. (See my answer above about “Pom.” – there’s a lot I don’t know about the UK !). I do believe that the UK readers would want me to get their history and their geography correct. As a result, I try to be as accurate as I can be. Mostly, though, I believe both US and UK readers primarily want a good story. That is what I try to deliver.

How did you start this book: with the characters, or with the idea of a book about paparazzi in the Regency?

I started with the character of Lydia , who had to suffer for the sins of her former husband. At the end of The Vanishing Viscountess I’d left poor Lydia , totally innocent of any wrongdoing, in a very unhappy situation. She deserved a happy ending and someone like Pomroy ..er ... Adrian ... who was a light-hearted charmer, seemed perfect for her.

I originally focused on the pregnancy aspect of the story and had a villain who, in the end, abducted her baby. My editor accepted it but added, “Diane, do you realize you have ended the last three books with an abduction?”

Acck! (Amazing how blind one can be to such things) It was back to the drawing board for me. The paparazzi element had always been part of the story, but my friend Julie suggested I make the press the “villain.” Once she said that, I knew I had my story, a story I could put my heart into.

What's your favorite scene?

Probably the initial scene when Adrian is caring for Lydia and it leads to lovemaking. I like to write these premature love scenes between two people who are obviously right for each other but who don’t even know each other yet. It’s like a foreshadowing of what is meant to be between them.

What was the most troublesome scene to write?

Oh, gosh. I can’t think of a troublesome scene (or one more troublesome than all the others). What was tricky was sustaining the love story between Lydia and Adrian when they really were not together for a significant part of the book. I did that by keeping them in each other’s thoughts and by the scene when Lydia sees Pomroy...er Adrian ...pass by in a carriage.

What's next?

The very next thing is my novella in the anthology I’m doing with Amanda and Deb Marlowe. We had such fun plotting this together. The anthology is called The Diamonds of Welbourne Manor, to be released May 2009, and it will be a featured book in Harlequin’s Diamond Jubilee. Mine is the first story and here is the set-up:

When the Duke of Manning ran off with Lady Linwall it had been the scandal of its day. Did they care? Not at all. Their home, Welbourne Manor, soon housed a happy miscellany of his and theirs—but not hers, not the young son she left behind. Now all the children are grown, this estranged son is on their doorstep, and all their lives are about to change.

There are more books coming, too, but you’ll hear more about them a bit later. Scandalizing the Ton really brings to an end the series of books that began with The Mysterious Miss M, which makes me a little sad, but I ran out of characters and I was coming perilously close to the end of the Regency era. I have a new trilogy planned and this is what you’ll hear more about as time goes on.

And you can always check my website!

Ask away... your question or comment enter you into a contest for a signed copy of Scandalizing the Ton.

p.s. sneaky promo from Janet, who's guest blogging over at Historical Romance UK today. Come on over and chat!

Domaine de Marie Antoinette


So, I did promise lots of posts using the research I accumulated on my European adventure! (like that annoying relative with all their vacation slides, the ones that go on for hours and hours...).

Today I'll talk a bit about my visit to Versailles, especially the Petit Trianon and the adorable Hameau (called on the rather confusing directional signs "Domaine de Marie Antoinette." Hint: when you come to the fork in the pathways and it points left, go right). The Trianon just completed a year-long, $7 million renovation, meant to look as if the Queen and her friends had just stepped away for a moment. I was lucky to have a beautiful warm, sunny day, the perfect time to wander the gardens and daydream about going back in time about 230 years.

The Petit Trianon was built between 1762 and 1768, originally meant for Madame de Pompador, though she died before she could make use of it. It was then used a bit by Madame du Barry, but did not come into its own until 1774, when it was gifted to Marie Antoinette as her little retreat from the suffocating etiquette of Versailles (if you look at pics contrasting her bedrooms in the chateau and in the Trianon, you can see why she might need a break! Sorry about the fuzzy quality of the Trianon pic--I was in a hurry)

According to the booklets I bought, it's a fine example of the transition from Roccoco style to the refined Neoclassical. The exterior is simple and elegant, essentially a big cube with four facades that reflect the part of the estate they face. The gardens around the house reflect the Queen's interest in the more natural, "English" style of garden espoused by Rousseau, and features meandering paths, streams, and a little Temple of Love as well as a grotto. Inside, the rooms are airy and intimate, the perfect place to hang out with friends, play some music, have a little play in the cute little theater--get into some amorous trouble!

A short walk from the house (follow the little stream past the Temple and turn left, through the trees) there is the Hameau, the rustic retreat meant to look like a miniature (and cleaned-up) Norman peasant village. It comes complete with a dairy, mill, and farmhouse, and this is where the Queen and her friends would wear their simple little white muslin dresses and straw hats and chase sheep around. (On display was one of her milk buckets, porcelain from Sevres, fashioned to look like wood and decorated with the entwined MA monogram). The little gardens were in full autumn bloom, with pumpkins and apples, though the buildings can only be peeked at through doors and windows.

It was here, while sheltering from the rain in the grotto, that the Queen learned an angry mob was on its way from Paris. She returned at once to the chateau, and never saw the Petit Trianon again.

I had the most wonderful afternoon wandering around here, picturing what it all must have been like! I wished I had a muslin gown and little lamb to make it all complete. (Though I'm sure the other tourists around thought I was crazy enough already, the way I ran about exclaiming over everything...)

What would be your favorite part of Versailles? Or of any historical site? Do you go a little crazy there, like I do??

And next week we will move across the channel (and back even further in time) to the Tower of London...

Food, wonderful (?) food

I'm trying to be enthusiastic about food.

Now, to those of you who know me, that may sound odd, because formerly I loved to eat. In fact I did rather too much of it. Then came adventures with teeth, where for some time I nursed along two temporary crowns and a gap, and had to think every time I put something in my mouth whether it could dislodge a crown and whether it was therefore worth the effort. (Yes, we romance writers are such glamorous creatures.)

Now I sport a full working mouth of teeth again and decided I should build on the momentum of losing weight by joining Weightwatchers. I'm finding it a slow, tedious process, the program altogether too damn perky, and some of the food weird. (Brownies made with black beans? Eew.)

I'm not that enthusiastic about food and it's not helping the weight loss process, so I'm trying to take an interest. I mourn the brief tomato and peach seasons of the summer; the first time my farmers' market had heirloom tomatoes, I brought some home, along with a loaf of expensive artisan bread, and made myself a massive tomato sandwich. I think it was the highlight, gastronomically, of my summer.

I'm thinking hard about the pleasures of winter squash and of the delicacies of winter-harvested brussel sprouts; yes, I know 90% of you are turning up your noses, but believe me, brussel sprouts turn deliciously sweet in frost, even if you have to saw through the stalks. I'm indebted to the wonderful Tiny Farm Blog for this picture and other interesting stuff.

So, what would Regency folks eat in October? According to Sarah and Samuel Adams, you'd get the last of the artichokes and scarlet beans, the first broccoli, and cabbage, carrots, endive, leeks, onions, potatoes, beets, parsnips, spinach, and small salad (not sure what this is; does anyone know?). Just imagine what you could get if you had a greenhouse. Yum. (The pic, by the way, is from Colonial Williamsburg, not England.)

What are you planning on eating and cooking this fall? Any sources of good recipes you'd like to share?

Plausible Sex


Look, like a lot of you, I wrestle with the oxymoronic construct of wanting to read super-sexy scenes AND historically accurate stories.

It's really hard (no pun i.) to put the characters into situations that are satisfying in a modern sexual context as well as maintaining the period's standards.

So us authors end up justifying ourselves (and our characters) with bizarre situations to explain the action.

I've been working on a synopsis lately--my best one yet! (which isn't saying much)--and I have to figure out a way to have the heroine want to have sex with the hero, even though she's traveling to her fiance's estate. All without making her a total, moral-less slut.

So I've come up with giving him nightmares, which she wants to comfort him from, and her feeling free of society's strictures for the first time in her life, and plus he's really hot, but I still think it's going to be tough sell.

What books juggle this difficulty well? What situations could you see one of our heroines putting aside her societal rules and getting it on with Mr. Hottie? What explanations of such behavior bother you in our books?

Thanks--

Megan

Andrea Pickens Winner

Congratulations, Louisa Cornell! You have won a signed copy of The Scarlet Spy. Email your address to us at riskies@yahoo.com to claim your prize

Beautiful Grounds

Diane’s post on Mapping the Ton had me thinking about settings and how we use them in our stories, whether they are real places or our own creations.

I often like to do country settings, perhaps because I have so many happy memories of walking and riding through the English countryside. I sometimes choose counties I've visited. Sometimes I choose an area based on the mood of the story or what seems right for my characters.

I used a Sussex setting for LORD LANGDON’S KISS, as that’s where I lived during my UK assignment and thus knew best. For THE INCORRIGIBLE LADY CATHERINE, I wanted a setting that was wilder, to match my rather tempestuous heroine. I ended up using the northern Lake District, around Ullswater. I even had my characters stroll through the area that inspired Wordsworth's famous poem about the daffodils and was delighted with how the art department depicted that scene (I am less delighted with the depiction of the hero, but enough of that!) I used the Cotswolds for THE REDWYCK CHARM; I felt the more rolling, pleasant landscape suited to the lighter story.



SAVING LORD VERWOOD had a darker thread, which I thought worked best in the far reaches of Cornwall (all sorts of cool ancient sites and great craggy cliffs to push people off). When inventing fictional stately homes, I like to use real houses from the same area as inspiration. Not that I incorporate every detail of the architecture or imitate exact floor plans, but I like to know some of the materials and building styles used. Though I adore Palladian mansions, for Verwood's home I wanted something older. I found what I was seeking in Trerice House, pictured above. I think the art department captured the essence very nicely (the hero looks hot, too.) :)

For LADY DEARING'S MASQUERADE I used Finchcocks as inspiration. It's a lovely Georgian manor in Kent that also houses a museum of historical keyboard instruments (well worth a visit). Among the cover art suggestions, I also included a picture of an orchard in Kent, with a traditional oast house (used for drying hops) in the background.













So I don't know how the cover ended up the way it did. Though I do like the overall layout and the color, the close up is reminding me of how very UN-Colin-Firth-like the hero looks. And that hair is giving me the shakes!

Moving on to my current work-in-progress. Part of the story will be set in Norfolk, so I have been looking around for inspiration from real stately homes there.



Holkham Hall (home of Coke of Norfolk of agricultural fame, pictured to the left) is gorgeous but not quite what I have in mind for this story. Felbrigg Hall (on the right) is a possibility.













However, Mannington Hall (pictured below, a medieval manor house now better known for its gardens) is very appealing. It even has a moat! I’ve already written a hero who owned a stone circle but never one with a moat. That could be interesting…















What sorts of settings do you enjoy? Do you have favorite counties, or favorite stately homes?

If you write, how do you come up with imaginary settings?

And do you enjoy seeing settings used in cover art? Personally, I tend to prefer them over clinches and headless male torso covers. Maybe like Elizabeth Bennet, I’m a pushover for "beautiful grounds."

Elena
www.elenagreene.com

JANE AUSTEN MOVIE CLUB: Bride and Prejudice

Welcome to the October meeting of the Risky Regencies JANE AUSTEN MOVIE CLUB!

Today we'll be talking about BRIDE AND PREJUDICE.

So please, chime in a say what you liked, what you didn't like, and how much you enjoyed seeing Naveen Andrews dance.

And if you haven't seen it, let us know if you want to!

To aid the discussion, here are the major credits:


DIRECTOR: Gurinder Chadha

SCREENPLAY: Paul Mayeda Berges
and Gurinder Chadha

CAST:


Aishwarya Rai: Lalita Bakshi
[Lizzy Bennet]

Martin Henderson: William Darcy

Nadira Babbar: Mrs. Manorama ChjamanBakshi
[Mrs. Bennet]

Anupam Kher: Mr. Chaman Bakshi
[Mr. Bennet]

Naveen Andrews: Balraj Bingley


Namrata Shirodkar: Jaya Bakshi
[Jane Bennet]

Daniel Gillies: Johnny Wickham

Indira Varma: Kiran Bingley
[Miss Bingley]

Sonali Kulkarni: Chandra Lamba
[Charlotte]

Nitin Ganatra: Mr. Kohli
[Mr. Collins]

Meghnaa Kothari: Maya Bakshi
[Mary Bennet]

Peeya Rai Choudhuri: Lakhi Bakshi
[Lydia]


Alexis Bledel: Georgina 'Georgie' Darcy

Marsha Mason: Catherine Darcy
[Lady Catherine]


And if you need some questions to get you started, how about:

If you had to marry either Mr. Collins or Mr. Kohli, which would you choose?

All answers welcome!



Cara
Cara King, drinker of tea and typer of words

"Mapping" the Ton

When I'm writing a Regency, I like to try to be as authentic as I can be, so I do a lot of examining period house floor plans, looking at lots of photographs, thinking about carpets (see the comments on Andrea's blog yesterday!). I almost always have a "real" house in mind for my characters, and I almost always try to set that house in a real place.

Much of Scandalizing the Ton takes place in Mayfair, so I did a lot of looking at maps of the area, trying to make certain I put Lydia's house in a "real" part of Mayfair. When I wrote the first draft, the opening scene took place behind Lydia's townhouse, in the mews. Note the cover. You can see the door of a stable in the background.

After I sent in the first draft of the manuscript, my editor, Linda Fildew (pictured on Amanda's blog last Saturday), said one of the other editors walked through Mayfair at the location I'd given Lydia's townhouse and there were no mews there. On the corner, however, there was a fence with a gate into the garden. So if you read the first scene , you'll notice that Lydia and Adrian meet on the pavement and go through the gate to the garden. The cover had already been designed by then.

This wasn't the end of my mapping woes, though. I received additional revisions. I thought I'd share a bit of how it went:

Linda: I’ve been poring over maps from the early 1800s and am struggling with the road layout. P1 Chesterfield Street appears to run south of Charles Street when the story has it running alongside Hill Street which is north of Charles.
From a modern map this road is called Chesterfield Hill, but can’t find this on the 1802 map of London’s streets that I’ve been looking at. Could I ask you to check this, please? You may have better recourse to maps than I do.

Diane: I’ve discovered the problem! On the modern map, the street that intersects with Hill Street is named Chesterfield Hill (Chesterfield in 1827 intersects with Curzon and Charles). In 1827 Chesterfield Hill was named John Street. I’ve made the changes.

Isn't this the best? My editors walk Mayfair and pore over period maps!

The map I used for Scandalizing the Ton was Greenwood's Map of London 1827 available online. Part of the Mayfair section of the map is shown above.

My question....Does it matter to you that the geography is right?

For more about the history of gossip and scandal that inspired Scandalizing the Ton, take a peek at my Behind the Scenes feature. For more of my mapping adventures check this Behind the Scenes.

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The Riskies Welcome Back Andrea Pickens

(Today at Risky Regencies we've invited Andrea Pickens to be a guest blogger, and tell us about her newest release The Scarlet Spy! Comment for a chance to win an autographed copy...)

"Deftly blending an expertly realized historical setting and a deliciously subtle sense of wit, Pickens gives the popular espionage-tinged Regency plot a refreshing new twist as she brings the Spy trilogy to a spellbinding conclusion"--Booklist



Hi everyone! Amanda has invited me back to the Riskies to talk about my new book, which hit stores October 1. First of all, it's so great to be back here among such a fun community of readers. I love stopping by and seeing all the smart, savvy discussions--and I never cease to be amazed by all the great things I learn here. It's--well, it's humbling. And inspiring, for I feel a knowledgeable, discerning audience challenges an author to try to create something really special.

Now back to the book! The Scarlet Spy is the third in my Regency-set "Spy" trilogy. The series revolves around the idea of a secret school for female spies. The students are orphans from the rough slums of London, who are trained in the art of swordplay and seduction. They're tough, courageous, and smart (not to mention sexy!). Yet they also have an inner vulnerability.

For me, this was the foremost challenge--to create strong heroines who had very complex, and at times opposing, facets to their characters and use those conflicts to make them interesting and appealing to present-day readers. And I liked the idea of turning tradition on its ear by making women the kick-ass agents. After all, the Regency was really the beginning of the "modern" world, when so many old assumptions and attitudes were being questioned in art, politics, science, and society in general. The wars raging throughout the Continent reflected this clash of old and new. Women, in particular, were rebelling against the constrictions of the past. Many weren't content with traditional roles and dared to explore their passions.

I've tried to make each of the three heroines very different individuals, and place them in different settings. Siena, from The Spy Wore Silk, is a brooding, introspective agent whose assignment involves attending an art auction at a rambling manor house in the wilds of Dartmoor. Shannon, whose explosive temper gets her in trouble, is the star of Seduced By A Spy. She sees action in Ireland and the Highlands of Scotland, where she teams with a rakish Russian spy to defeat a French assassin.

Sofia, who is featured in The Scarlet Spy, is the most ladylike of the three. Unlike her roomates, she has a natural grace and regal bearing. So it seemed right to put her in the heart of London, with a mission that calls for her to be introduced into the ton in order to learn who is running a ring of corruption operating in the highest circles of government. Not only does she spin through the glittering ballrooms of Mayfair, she also must explore the seedier parts of the city, where drugs and high-stakes gambling are just a few of the vices that abound.

I was very careful to base my plot on the realities of the time. For instance, smoking opium attracted a number of rich aristocrats who were drawn to "living on the edge." One of the things that excites me about writing historical fiction is trying to make history come alive for those who might now know much about a particular era. For some odd reason, I've always been fascinated by the past--maybe because there are so many parallels to the present. I love trying to conjure up the taste, the smells, the feel of an era, so that it becomes richly textured, relevant, and real to readers.

That said, some readers have complained that my books aren't "traditional Regency stories." In other words, they are Risky! I take that as a huge compliment. Those who think the Regency just a polite world of formal tea parties and balls, governed by rigid rules of decorum that no one ever dared to defy have obviously never read the posts here. As all the Riskies have often pointed out, beneath the silks and satins was a darker side to Regency life. Sex, gambling, drugs, gossip, corruption--these forces were just as much in play in the 19th century as they are now. After all, human nature is human nature! So, while I may push the boundaries a bit, I take pains to be precise with historical details. Truth is sometimes stranger than fiction!

I've been accused of being far-fetched in making women sword-wielding spies. But I like to point out that my research turned up a number of fascinating facts that show the era was anything but strait-laced. I wonder how many people know that there were actually women fighting onboard British ships at the Battle of the Nile, one of Nelson's great victories. There are stories of females enlisted in the navy disguised as men, but Naval records confirm that Ann Hopping, who later remarried and was known as Ann Perriam, served as a powder monkey during the Napoleonic Wars.

And there's the story of the cross-dressing Cound d'Eon, who disguised himself as a woman to spy in Russia--or was 'he' a 'she' who disguised herself as a man to spy in England? Wagers abound in the betting books of London regarding the true sex of the expert duelist. (An autopsy proved once and for all that d'Eon was indeed a man).

Research is always a fun part of writing a book. The Scarlet Spy is set in London, one of my favorite cities in the world, and I've been lucky enough to visit there a number of times over the years. So I've had a chance to walk through the parks and streets, studying the architecture and little details like door handles and window shapes. One of my favorite afternoons was accidentally stumbling upon St. George's, Hanover Square, where many aristocratic weddings were held!

And of course the museums and galleries offer a wealth of inspiration. The Victoria and Albert is a treasure trove of fashion and everyday items, from keys and dinner plates to tea tables and wallpaper designs. (I think the guards thought I was a little weird getting down on my hands and knees to study a carpet pattern...) The world class art galleries, especially the National Portrait Gallery, also show a fascinating array of people and scenes of everyday life from the era.

Closer to home, I'm very lucky to live near a fabulous resource of original material from the Regency. The Center for British Art at Yale has a wonderful study room, where visitors can peruse the collection of prints and watercolors. I've spent hours looking at prints by Rowlandson and Gilray. I've also been able to go through boxes of Turner watercolor sketches (yes, actually touch them!). That's been such an inspiring experience I've made the hero of my current WIP a gentleman artist.

In case you're wondering what's next after the spies of Mrs. Merlin's Academy, I'm working on a new trilogy for Grand Central Publishing, which revolved around a small circle of intellectual females. The new trio of heroines are beautiful, brainy ladies with an expertise in science--and each has a dark secret in her past that comes back to haunt her. They're scheduled for release in 3 consecutive months, but they won't hit the shelves until early 2010. I hope to be back sometime in the future to tell you more about it! In the meantime, please check out my website for chapter excerpts, arcane trivia, and the chance to win autographed books from me and other GCP authors.

Home Again!



Hello, Risky Readers! I'm back from my travels, and ready to get back to writing and blog-reading (after finishing the laundry, anyway). It was a wonderful trip, and in the next few weeks I'm sure I'm going to be using my research in lots of posts. It's hard to narrow down what I liked best (chocolate eclairs, maybe?), but these were some favorites:



Versailles: I especially loved walking around the gardens (the weather was beautiful), and exploring the Domaine de Marie Antoinette (the Petit Trianon and the too-cute-for-words Hameau)





Artists' walk in Montmartre: I saw where Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec, Renoir, Picasso, and many others lived and worked (plus Amelie's cafe!)

Bath: This was just a quick day trip, but I got to have tea with the lovely Nicola Cornick at the Pump Room! Also explored museums and walked along the Circus and the Royal Crescent (there was an exhbit of costumes from Miss Austen Regrets at the Jane Austen Centre)

The Globe: I went to see A Midsummer Night's Dream at the Globe; Shakespeare as it was originally seen! (Sort of--it was an evening show, with artifical lights. But still magical)

Lunch with the Harlequin editors: That's Linda Fildew and Joanne Carr with my mother and me, at an adorable French restaurant near their offices in Richmond! They have promised to visit Risky Regencies very soon, so stay tuned.

All in all, a fabulous visit, despite the exchange rate. What have you all been up to in my absence?? I see I missed dancing, books coming out, and Isaac Mizrahi interviews!

And, just in case you're in the Christmas spirit (and who isn't on October 4??), A Homespun Regency Christmas is on shelves now. It features my novella Upon a Midnight Clear (one of my favorite things I wrote for Signet Regencies), along with stories by Sandra Heath, Carla Kelly, and Emma Jensen.

A bientot! Happy Saturday, everyone.


Style, Very Little Substance

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.--Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900)

Next week, because of my freelance work, I am interviewing designer Isaac Mizrahi and What Not To Wear's fashion expert Clinton Kelly and makeup artist Carmindy.

Not that I'm terrified, or anything.

But it got me to thinking, of course, as most things do (that don't revolve around Clive, Sean or Richard; they just get me to drooling). And, because my head is portioned between political debates, returning to an old writing project, waiting for the agent to let me know things, where are my cute sweaters and what will my son be for Halloween, I had a lot of different thoughts.

Play along with me:

--what would a What Not To Wear-type person advise one of our heroines?
--did shy debutantes feel as scared as I do to meet famous people, like dukes, and such?
--why weren't there any designers, rather than modistes, in our era? Charles Frederick Worth is reputed to be the first designer with a house and all; why weren't' there any before then?
--what did poorer, but still fashionable, ladies do to stay a la mode (here I'm thinking of Isaac Mizrahi's line for Target)?
--what makeup existed to enhance a lady's looks without making her look like *that* kind of woman?
--were there lady reporters? I know there were in some of our fiction, but did they actually exist?
--and, what questions would you ask any of those three I'm talking to next week?

Thanks!

Megan

It's pink! Very pink

The Little Black Dress edition of The Rules of Gentility--out today in the UK and elsewhere!

Here's the back cover blurb:

Fashion and charitable works are all very well--but what's a Regency girl got to do to get married around here?

Regency heiress Philomena Wellesley-Clegg is not short of offers. Unfortunately those doing the offering--two lords, a viscount and a mad poet--all fall short of her expectations. But she's about to meet Mr Inigo Linsley. Unshaven, wickedly handsome and hiding a scandalous secret, he simply isn't Philomena's type--so why can't she stop thinking about how good he looks in his breeches?

Pride and Prejudice meets Sex and The City in this ravishing Regency romp about boys, bonnets and breaking the rules.

Isn't that cool? And the sort-of sequel, A Most Lamentable Comedy, will be released in March 2009.

Today I've joined the History Hoydens--I'm blogging over there about local history, the town of Bladensburg, Maryland. Come and check it out.

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Lady Hester Stanhope

Recently, I read THE DREAM HUNTER by Laura Kinsale. I won’t say too much because this is not a review site, but I would say this book is “average” Laura Kinsale. Which basically means I gobbled it up. :)

Although the story is set in the 1830’s, there's a Regency connection. The heroine is the fictional daughter of the real Lady Hester Stanhope and her young lover, Michael Bruce. Years ago I read a bio of Lady Hester by Joan Haslip. She was the daughter of the eccentric Earl Stanhope, niece to William Pitt and for a time his political hostess at 10 Downing Street, who shocked society with her arrogance and disregard for convention. After Pitt's death, she "roamed the Near East, met Byron in Athens, lived with her lover in a villa in Turkey, was shipwrecked off Rhodes, and eventually settled in a ramshackle 'palace' in the Lebanon. Here she lived on for twenty-five years, ill, lonely and in debt, but still intriguing in the violent and complex politics of that country and famed as prophetess and 'Queen of the Arabs'."

There is no conclusive evidence Lady Hester ever had a child but according to the Historical Note in THE DREAM HUNTER, there are holes in the record that indicate it was possible. Kinsale goes on to recommend some of her sources including the brief bio of Lady Hester in PASSIONATE PILGRIMS by James C. Simmons and THE NUN OF LEBANON, a collection of letters. (Of course now I want to read them both.)

The use of Lady Hester Stanhope in THE DREAM HUNTER isn’t just a bit of interesting history, though. The impact of being raised in the Middle East and by such a brilliant and fascinating but obsessed woman shapes the heroine’s character and the story conflict. I love when authors play this sort of “what if”, including persons and events from recorded history and then embroidering in the gray areas.

How about you? Do you have any favorite books that played with history this way? Have you read any of the sources Kinsale mentions, or do you have any favorite bios of Lady Hester Stanhope?


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