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ellaquinnauthor:

I had to share the wonderful post from Angelyn!

Originally posted on Angelyn's Blog:

By 1814, the Romantic “cult of feeling” was finding its way into all sorts of media, including the obituary section of Regency-era periodical. Evocation of far-away places, heroic sacrifice, violence and a desire to return to the natural state of things were being expressed:

Sarah Anderson, a free black woman, a native of Guinea, of the Congo country, died the 20th of September last, at Providence Grove, St. John’s, Jamaica, at the extraordinary age of 146 years! She arrived on that island in 1687, during the Government of the Duke of Albemarle, whom she remembered well, and whose person she described quite accurately.

Major Maxwell McKenzie, Lieutenant-Colonel of the 71st Regiment..this gallant officer received his mortal wound in an engagement with the enemy near Bayonne, while nobly cheering and leading on his men to charge the enemy, and thus terminated an honorable life in a glorious death..

At Gibraltar, in consequence of a severe and violent attack…

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Please welcome historical author, Georgie Lee, back to the blog. We’re going to do something just a little different today. Georgie is promoting her October release, The Courtesan’s Book of Secrets, but giving away her April release, Rescued from Ruin! She is extremely organized, much more so than I am right now and even has a Rafflecopter link for you!

As always, we’ll begin with the cover. How do you like that?

Cortesean's Book of Secrets

The Courtesan’s Book of Secrets by Georgie Lee

Available October 1, 2014 from Harlequin Historical

Blurb                                                                    

Uncovered: a list of noblemen’s names—each one guilty of treason.

To save his family legacy, Rafe Densmore must seize a courtesan’s infamous register. No one can ever know how his father betrayed his country! One person stands in Rafe’s way—the beautiful Cornelia, Comtesse de Vane.

In the card rooms of Paris, Rafe and Cornelia made an unbeatable…intimate team. Until, convinced of Rafe’s desertion, desperate Cornelia married an elderly comte. Now, returning to London an impoverished widow, she’ll do anything to possess the register.

Even if that means becoming Rafe’s partner once again….

Here is an exclusive excerpt!

London, July 1803

Rafe Densmore, Fifth Baron of Densmore, marched up the stone staircase of Mrs Ross’s unimposing town house off Gracechurch Street. He rapped his knuckles against the door and the black ribbon hanging from the brass knocker fluttered in the breeze. He eyed it with a frown, wondering if the ancient courtesan’s sudden demise would be to his benefit or his detriment. She’d been perfectly alive and well when she’d penned the letter in his pocket, summoning him to her sad doorstep.

The old shrew.

He shifted back and forth on his feet. Deep in his boot, his toe caught the beginning of a hole in one stocking.

Damned cheap wool. If he employed a valet, the man would do something about it. Perhaps he might charm Mrs Linton, his landlady, into mending it for him. Though if her needlework proved anything like what she did to the meagre meals she deigned to deliver to his room, he might as well mend it himself. He wondered if her meals were the true extent of her culinary skills or revenge for his grossly outstanding rent.

The hackney horse waiting at the kerb whinnied, failing to disturb the thin driver leaning against the vehicle, smoking a long pipe. The smoke swirled around his head before the wind carried it over the back of his stocky grey animal.

Rafe eyed them both. Whoever had hired the poor beast and his horse must still be inside and it was time for them to draw their business to a close. He hadn’t fought so hard to reach Mrs Ross, or to raise the blunt needed to meet her demands, only to be stalled on the doorstep by a dawdling caller.

He raised his fist to knock again when the bolt scraped and the door creaked open to reveal the drooping eyes of a withered old butler. Rafe brushed past him and into the small entrance hall, his throat tightening from the thick dust covering every surface. A spider scurried behind a dark painting. Compared to this house, his current lodgings seemed breathtakingly opulent.

‘Lord Densmore to see Mr Nettles,’ Rafe announced. ‘He’s expecting me.’

‘Yes, of course. This way, my lord.’ The butler shuffled across the hall.

Rafe followed before something along the edge of his vision brought him to a halt at the morning-room door.

A tall, voluptuous woman draped in gauzy black silk stood by the cold fireplace. She didn’t move or greet him, but remained silent beneath the dark veil covering her face. A slow smile spread across Rafe’s lips, his fever in obtaining the register momentarily dampened. Despite her silence, something about her called to him and he moved closer to the doorway. The slight tensing of her shoulders made him stop, but not turn away. Her dress, dark and wispy like smoke, swirled around her curves. She clutched a book to her chest. The leather tome obscured the full roundness of her breasts, except for the creamy tops which were just visible beneath her black-net chemisette.

‘Good morning.’ He swept off his hat and dropped into a low bow, noting the few white petals scattered on the faded carpet at her feet, probably the remains of Mrs Ross’s funeral. By her own account, Mrs Ross was a recluse, but apparently she wasn’t completely devoid of friends to mourn her.

And what a delightful friend this is. Rafe straightened, admiring the woman’s generous measure of height. Heat flooded through him as he imagined tucking the statuesque creature into the curve of his body and brushing his lips along the bit of exposed neck caressed by her short veil. He tapped his fingers against his thigh, sensing her height would match his perfectly, the way Cornelia’s once did.

His hand tightened into a fist, the sharp edge of betrayal cooling his ardour. He relaxed his fingers and struggled to keep smiling. Why the deuce was he thinking of Cornelia? He’d left that business in France where, with any luck, it would stay.

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The Source of Inspiration

Inspiration often strikes in the most unlikely places. OK, that isn’t entirely true. As a rabid reader of non-fiction history, it’s hard for me to get through a non-fiction history book without slapping a sticky tab on some story idea. I don’t always use the story idea right away, but the sticky tab makes it easy to come back to the idea at a later date. This was the case behind the inspiration for my upcoming October release, The Courtesan’s Book of Secrets. The story centers on Rafe, a destitute Baron, and Cornelia, a widowed comtesse, who must recover a book filled with the names of traitors or face ruin.

The idea for The Courtesan’s Book of Secrets first took hold when I was reading a biography of Nell Gwyn, one of King Charles’ II of England’s mistresses. The book mentioned a register listing the names of all the women King Charles slept with. It was kept by the woman who helped sneak the ladies in and out of Whitehall. The book has since been lost to history. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if it were suddenly found? The idea of writing a story about a book filled with names and scandals reemerging to shock and perhaps ruin members of society never left me. Eventually, the idea became Rafe and Cornelia’s story.

Researching their story was a treat because both characters, though they move through respectable society, have ties to the darker side of the Regency. It was fun to read about seedy coffee houses, unscrupulous moneylenders, coaching inns and the laws governing treason. I had to learn how to play Regency era card games in order to give my gambling scenes and my characters more depth. I also had to research limestone deposits in the Weald of England and how they could make a man rich. It was quite a mish-mash of research reading, but I enjoyed every minute of it. I also garnered a few more story ideas for future books. I’ve had to buy sticky tabs in bulk!

I hope you will consider adding The Courtesan’s Book of Secrets to your reading list, and if you do, that you will enjoy reading Rafe and Cornelia’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Thank you Ella for having me here today, and thank you to everyone who stopped by. I’m giving away one e-book copy of Rescued from Ruin, my April Harlequin Historical. All you have to do is follow the directions on the Rafflecopter below to enter. The giveaway runs from midnight July 18, 2014 until 11:59pm July 20, 2014. I will email the winner on Monday, July 21, 2014. Good luck and happy reading!

Now for the book you have a chance to win.

Giveaway

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About Georgie:

Georgie5.3-1A dedicated history and film buff, Georgie Lee loves combining her passion for Hollywood, history and storytelling through romantic fiction. She began writing professionally at a small TV station in San Diego before moving to Los Angeles to work in the interesting but strange world of the entertainment industry.

Her first novel, Lady’s Wager, and her contemporary novella, Rock ‘n’ Roll Reunion are both available from Ellora’s Cave Blush. Labor Relations, a contemporary romance of Hollywood, and Studio Relations, a love story set in 1935 Hollywood, are currently available from Montlake Romance. Hero’s Redemption, a Regency novella, is now available from Carina Press.

When not writing, Georgie enjoys reading non-fiction history and watching any movie with a costume and an accent. Please visit  www.georgie-lee.com for more information about Georgie and her novels.

 

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Blog: http://georgielee.blogspot.com

Website: http://www.georgie-lee.com

 

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ellaquinnauthor:

I had to share this great post on editing.

Originally posted on MUSETRACKS:

This link is really self-serving. I’ve finished my third novel and am knee deep in the editing process.images

Sigh.

My first question: How come this crap sounded so wonderful in my head when I was writing it?

The answer: Because I finally figured how to turn off my inner editor and simply write the story. …well, mostly turned it off… sort of turned it off…well, OK it was a daily battle but I did succeed some of the time.

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Regardless of where you are in the writing journey, at some point you will have to edit your own work. This week’s links are here to help you do that particular job.

http://www.writersdigest.com/online-editor/what-to-look-for-when-editing-your-manuscript

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/there-are-no-rules/how-to-edit-your-book-in-4-steps

https://www.autocrit.com/ (I have not used this, but came across it and thought it might interest some of you.)aton1395l

http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/09/10/25-steps-to-edit-the-unmerciful-suck-out-of-your-story/ ( Do NOT read this if you are offended by crude language!!!!!) -excellent article BTW'Not bad, Mr Poe...but could you write in a love interest for the raven?'

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Here we go again. It bashed me on my head this morning that in one week I fly to San Antonio for RWA’s annual conference!! And what have I not ordered? Swag! So where you ask is all this going? After all Monday is for excerpts. To day I invite you to post a quote from your latest book, WIP, or upcoming release. Buy links are welcome. I also want you to tell me what you are bringing for swag and if you’re not an author, what you like to receive.

Here is mine from Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret.

Enticing Miss Eugenie Villaret“Just because I did not throw myself on you does not mean I refused you.” She scowled. “I said I would think about it. I will give you an answer later. After all, this is very sudden.”

He curled his hands into fists; otherwise they’d wrap themselves around her beautiful neck. “There is nothing hasty about this.”

Eugénie opened her eyes wide. “Oh, but there is. Before, you only wanted me as your mistress.”

“How the dev . . . Why would you think that?”

“We women know these things.”

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Life seriously interfered with everything writing yesterday. To make it up to you I invite you to post any excerpt of 500 words, buy and social media links. Please keep it PG-13.

If you’re here to read, let us know how we’re doing.

Here is mine from Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret which releases on August 7th!

Enticing Miss Eugenie VillaretJuly 1816, England

William, Viscount Wivenly, caught a glimpse of sprigged muslin through a thinly leafed part of the tall hedge, behind which he’d taken refuge.

“Are you sure he came this way?” an excited female voice whispered.

  1. He didn’t like the sound of that. Will found himself in sympathy with the fox at a hunt.

“Quite sure,” came the hushed response. “You must be careful, Cressida. If I reveal to you what Miss Stavely told me in the strictest confidence, you must vow never to repeat what I’m about to say. I swore I’d never breathe a word.”

“Yes, yes,” Miss Cressida Hawthorne replied urgently, “I promise.”

He’d been dodging the Hawthorne chit for two days now, and unfortunately she wasn’t the only one. The other woman sounded like the newly betrothed Miss Blakely.

“Well then”—Miss Blakely paused—“I really shouldn’t. If it got out, she’d be ruined!”

“I already promised,” Miss Hawthorne wheedled.

After a few moments, the other girl continued. “Miss Stavely said she followed Lord Wivenly to the library so that they’d be alone, and he’d have to marry her.”

“What an excellent plan.” Miss Hawthorne’s tone fell somewhere between admiring and wishful.

“Well, it wasn’t.”

Even thinking about the incident with Miss Stavely made Will shudder. There were few worse fates than being married to her in particular. Fortunately, the lady was not as intelligent as she was crafty. The minute she’d turned the lock, she had announced he would have to marry her. However, she’d failed to take into account the French windows through which Will had made his escape.

“What do you mean it wasn’t a good idea?” Miss Hawthorne asked.

“Have you heard a betrothal announcement?”

Their footsteps stopped. Drat it all, there must be another way out of here. He surveyed the privet hedge, which bordered three sides of this part of the garden. Across from him was a wooden rail fence about five feet high. Large rambling roses in pale pink and yellow sprawled along it, completing the enclosure. Whoever designed this spot had wanted privacy. Will’s attention was once again captured by the voices.

“No,” Miss Hawthorne said slowly, as if working out a puzzle. “So it didn’t work.”

“Do you know what Miss Stavely failed to take into account?”

When Miss Hawthorne didn’t reply, Miss Blakely continued. “She didn’t bother to ensure she had a witness at hand. Miss Stavely said Lord Wivenly looked her up and down like she was a beefsteak and told her he’d ruin her if she wished, but not to think he’d take her to wife.”

Perhaps not his finest moment, though Will had wanted to scare the chit. Not that it had worked. She had practically launched herself at him.

“Oooh, how wicked.” Miss Hawthorne giggled. “He’s so handsome, and has such nice brown hair. I’d love to be compromised by him.” She paused. “But only if he had to marry me, so you must make sure to bear witness.”

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Happy Sunday!! Well, it’s been a busy week for me. First I want to congratulate Di Huffer for winning a pack of Marriage Game Keeper Kards. Di, please message or email me with your address.

Currently there is a lot of planning and cleaning going on. I finished sorting the kitchen, then Hubby and I painted it.

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I received excellent news for anyone who will be in San Antonio for RWA. Kensington will have free print copies of Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret for their signing. Speaking of writing stuff, I’ll be sending out a news letter shortly with the release tour for Miss EV. There will also be a Facebook party!

Enticing Miss Eugenie Villaret

I’ll also be at the RWA Literary Signing with ebooks and print books.

If you haven’t already heard, all The Marriage Game books are on sale right now!

Back to cleaning and organizing. How was your week. If you were in Arthur’s path, how did you fare?

Ella

 

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Sorry this is so late. Let’s do blurbs or, if you don’t have one, a short excerpt. Add your buy links or social media links.

Here is mine from Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret, book #5 in The Marriage Game which releases on August 7th!!

 

Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret

Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret

Ella Quinn’s intriguing and irresistible bachelors are masters in the game of seduction. But nothing has the power to change a single man’s mind like a captivating woman… 

William, Viscount Wivenly, plans to remain the most eligible of bachelors. He refuses to surrender to the schemes of husband-hunting ladies and matchmaking mamas. Fleeing the pressure of the ton, he’s bent on finding refuge in the West Indies. What he finds instead is a fascinating stranger, a woman so unlike those of his society that he can’t resist such a beguiling distraction… 

Determined to let nothing complicate her mission to protect her family’s livelihood while covertly rescuing orphaned slave children, Miss Eugénie Villaret does her best to evade suitors. But when dashing William lures her down a path of forbidden adventure and delicious danger, she may be convinced that business can indeed be mixed with pleasure—and persuaded to add passion to her priorities…

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ellaquinnauthor:

Fascinating Regency story by Angelyn!

Originally posted on Angelyn's Blog:

By the time of the Regency, the family of Chichester had been deprived of the majority of its vast fortune by one generation of spendthrifts. But it convulsed over the dignity it valued most, its English title–the barony of Fisherwick. Although the house that bore this illustrious name and symbol of an Irish family’s entry into the highest society had long since been demolished, the baronial title Fisherwick remained the jewel in the crown, which could not be bought, sold or torn down.

The Countess of Charleville wrote to Lady Morgan in 1819 describing various bits of news to be had ’round London, gossip being the only enlivening thing when what one really wants is to get away from England entirely. She conveyed a variety of things to her ladyship, such as Lord and Lady Westmeath’s separation “for temper” and the outrage over Byron’s impious Don Juan. But the most intriguing of all was the following:

Lord Belfast, when he later become 3rd Marquess Donegal Lord Belfast, when he later become 3rd…

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ellaquinnauthor:

Fabulous post!

Originally posted on Writers In The Storm Blog:

From CBS.com

From CBS.com

by Margie Lawson, @MargieLawson

If you watch NCIS, you know Jethro Gibbs, aka Mark Harmon, has rules. Fifty-plus rules. My next fifteen (or fifty) blogs will feature a different Margie-Rule for writers.

[Click here for Margie's Rule #1:
Never Take Any Word for Granted
.]

Margie’s Rule #2: Write the Hard Stuff: Facial Expressions

Write the hard stuff.

Those words sound harsh. Nobody wants to write the hard stuff. And writing fresh facial expressions is tough.

It’s easy to write a sigh. It’s easy to write a nod. It’s easy to have a character shake their head.

It’s easy to write eyebrows raising, lifting, lowering, wagging.

It’s easy to write eyes narrowing, widening, slitting, squinting, winking, rolling.

It’s not easy to write fresh facial expressions.

You may be thinking, why write fresh? What’s wrong with writing overused facial expressions? Everybody writes them.

Lots of writers use…

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Please help me welcome historical author Mageela Troche back to the blog!! With all the talk about romance, she has written a thought provoking post for you!

But first, I’m going to show you the cover of Mageela’s latest book.

Laird's Right

 

To save his clan…

Laird Alec Cameron wars against Clan MacKintosh and its sept, Clan Chattan over a swathe of land. When he learns MacKintosh schemes to wed his English sister-in-law to chieftain of the Chattan, he knows the risk threatening the clan. Her riches and blood ties could overpower the Camerons. For the upper hand, he kidnaps her.

To save her life…

Widow Lady Portia de Mowbray hides in the rugged Highlands far from the clutches of a deadly baron desiring her riches but not her hand. She has lost the man she loved and nearly her life at his hands and she must save herself. Snagged in a deadly power play between two feuding clans, she is caught in the clutches of Laird Cameron. He may be the man who can save her.

Danger stalks them even as love grows and only together do they have a chance at surviving. They must survive the threats for their own happily ever after.

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In 2013,romance fiction earned an estimated 1.350 billion dollars—Billion with a very profitable B. Yet, the romance genre is still snickered at and looked down up by the many. William Giraldi penned a piece for New Republic and writes, “It’s pointless to spend much time impugning these books as writing because they really aren’t meant to be considered as actual writing the same way a Twinkie wasn’t meant to be considered as actual food.”

This genre is more than Fabio in a ripped shirt and oiled chest. Yes, romance can be an escape and much more than love and a happily ever after. Beneath the romance, these books tackle issues affecting women.

Women have come a long way from the days when they were property of the men in their lives. Less than a hundred years ago, women only got the right to vote. Now, we are women with control over our own lives. We can have a career, inherit our fortunes (if we are luckily enough to have some), marry, divorce, bear children or not. The romance genre is more than a bit of fluff. It is not “…mind-stinging preponderance of crap.”

Many contemporary novels deal with such issues as divorce such as Jill Shalvis’ heroine Tara in The Sweetest Thing, deals with that too frequent state of modern life. In countless Harlequin novels, heroines deal with a secret baby and have office romance. In my second novel, The Laird’s Right, I deal with the issue of violence against women. My heroine, Lady Portia de Mowbray, is escaping a forced marriage to a violent man who had attacked her before. Women in many nations are still facing these issues. This past week, I came across a Facebook post of a woman bruised and bandaged because her husband beat her. We still live in a world were women are raped, called sluts, bitches and made to feel like failures because marriages ended or we have remained single. Our novels may seem as substantial as a Twinkie but we are more. Because women are more than manicure nails, blown-dried hair, red lips and an hourglass figure. We are educated women who care for children, families and work careers.

So, snicker at this genre I love. I will gladly defend it and whip out my half-clad hero gracing my romance cover novel on the train with pride. I am a romance reader and author.

Do you have any romance novel that helped you with an issue you faced in your life?

 

 

Author PhotoAbout Mageela.

Mageela Troche writes in her cramped apartment in the Big Apple. When not writing her historical romances, she can be found at http://MageelaTroche.com or feeding her addiction to Pinterest.

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