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Posted in News!, tagged books, Contest, Ella Quinn, Historical Romance, Regency Romance on March 31, 2013| 4 Comments »
Posted in Uncategorized on March 30, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Another fabulous post.
By Sharla Rae
No, I’m not discussing sharks. We’re discussing the jawline, and writing facial descriptions and emotions. And … I have another description list for you, too.
Recently in her blog, When Writing Is A Full Body Workout, Orly confessed being caught acting out what she happened to be writing, that is, she was making faces and performing her characters’ body movements. Perhaps not so surprisingly is that many of you identified with her and this peculiarity – myself included.
It’s also not so surprising to learn “why” we do this either subconsciously or deliberately. Writers want fresh descriptions that hit the mark and don’t sound hokey.
What’s hoaky? Going overboard.
We all laugh at the facial contortions made by monkeys in a zoo, but we don’t want our characters making monkey faces! I touched on this in my blog, Body Language: An Artistic Tool.
When describing…
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Posted in Uncategorized on March 28, 2013| 4 Comments »
Good post.
Last Fall we started the WriterStrong series to delve deeply into the strengths writers must have for strong careers.
Social media and internet savvy is part of the job requirement for today’s authors. Today’s post gets to the nitty-gritty on one important aspect of your author website or blog.
Jami’s two-part series of how-to tips will help make you “TechStrong” (plus we’ve got a great deal for WITS readers at the bottom of this post!). Part 1 is here today, Part 2 is ather place tomorrow.
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Tech Talk: What’s a Hosting Company and Why Are They Important?
by Jami Gold
“Writers should have a website and blog.” If you’ve been around agents, editors, or other writers online, you’ve probably heard that advice. We need to have an online home, get our name out there, and start building a marketing platform. Great, but where do we start?
Many writers start…
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Posted in Uncategorized on March 26, 2013| 4 Comments »
Another great post from WITS
by Jenny Hansen
There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
~W. Somerset Maugham
Novel writing isn’t for sissies.
I know we’ve talked about this before. I’ve even brought you people like Margie Lawson, Susan Mallery and Stephen J. Cannell who know way more than I do on the subject.
However, since this is Spring, it felt right to step out of my happy little pre-published cozy zone and share my “3 Writing Commandments.”
We’ll see if y’all agree (or disagree) that these three babies will help you keep your sanity while you go through the long, often lonely process of penning your stories. Just so there’s no ambiguity, I even put them in my order of importance. *drumroll please*
Commandment #1~ Thou shalt not quit.
“The only way to guarantee failure is to stop trying.”
Susan Mallery was the one who…
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Post Your Book Blurbs
Posted in excerpts, tagged #MondayBlogs, books, Ella Quinn, Excerpts, Heroes, Heroines, historical, Historical Romance, Regency Romance ~ A Family Affaire on March 25, 2013| 65 Comments »
We all know how important it is to entice a reader with a good blurb. Come by and post yours. If the book has released, feel free to add your buy links. If it has not, post your blogs or websites.
Here’s mine from The Seduction of Lady Phoebe, the first book in my series, The Marriage Game which will be on pre-order next month.
LADY PHOEBE STANHOPE, famous for her quick wits, fast horses, and punishing right hook, is afraid of nothing but falling in love. Fleeing a matchmaking attempt with the only man she despises, Phoebe meets a handsome blue-eyed stranger who sends her senses skittering. By the time Phoebe discovers the seductive stranger is the same arrogant troll she sent packing eight years ago, she is halfway to falling in love with him.
LORD MARCUS FINLEY last saw Phoebe striding regally away, as he lay on the floor with a bruised jaw and a rapidly swelling eye. Recently returned from the West Indies, Marcus is determined to earn Phoebe’s love, preferably before she discovers who he is. Determined to have Phoebe for his own, Marcus begins his campaign to gain her forgiveness and seduce her into marriage.
Can Phoebe learn to trust her own heart and Marcus? Or is she destined to remain alone?
Now, let’s see yours!
Posted in Uncategorized on March 23, 2013| 5 Comments »
This is always an interesting question for me.
by Sharla Rae
The first thing writers learn about Point of View, or POV, is that it refers to whose head we’re in.
In other words: through whose perspective will the reader experience the sounds, smells, actions and emotions of a story/scene?
Seems simple, but as writers it isn’t always easy to decide which character should be showing the story at a given point.
First, decide the type of POV you want to use.
Author omniscient or Omniscient narrator is when the all-knowing author narrates the story. Currently it’s out of fashion.
First person POVs are viewed from one person’s perspective, the character who is telling the story. It’s not always to easy to write, but when it comes to choosing POV, it’s simple; there’s only one choice.
Third person is especially popular in romance, and it’s not unusual to see three or more character POVs. We learn what’s happening through…
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Posted in Uncategorized on March 19, 2013| 4 Comments »
Have you caught yourself doing this? I have.
The other day my husband stayed home and was working on the couch so I decided to work at the kitchen table to be close. (Cue the “Awwww“… okay, are we done?)
So here I am, typing away, lost in the world I was creating in my head with “real” people who live only in my imagination. And I was in the groove. Until…
You know that feeling of being watched? Yeah, sometimes it’s really happening.
I looked up and my husband was staring at me with something between interest, confusion and pure panic.
“What?” I demanded.
“What are you doing?” He asked, looking rather worried.
“Writing.” Duh!
“What’s with the …” and he proceeded to twitch and jiggle and flail…and toss his head.
“I’m writing.” Seriously, what did he think I was doing?
We don’t just communicate through words, right? Facial expressions, body language, and…
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Post An Excerpt, Any Excerpt
Posted in excerpts, tagged #MondayBlogs, Ella Quinn, Excerpts, Historical Romance, Monday Blogs, Regency Romance, romance on March 18, 2013| 59 Comments »
Here is your chance to shine. Post an excerpt of whatever you have published, with buy links, or that you’re working on. Please do not post more than one excerpt, keep them to a reasonable length, and PG rated.
Here is mine from The Seduction of Lady Phoebe which goes on pre-order at the beginning of April and releases in September.
Late June 1806, Worthington Hall, England
Lord Marcus Finley poured his third glass of brandy and strolled back to the library window. The sunlit terrace and lawn provided a stark contrast to the dim, wood paneled room in which he stood contemplating his bleak future and imminent banishment to the West Indies.
His gaze was drawn to the petite figure of Lady Phoebe Stanhope. The sun caught her reddish-blonde curls, creating a halo effect as she laughed and played with the Worthingtons’ young girls. Simply seeing her joy eased some of his pain.
Everything about Lady Phoebe was perfect, from her curls and deep sky blue eyes to her small feet and neatly turned ankle. There was a connection between them. He’d felt it. She was the only one who had tried to understand him. He wanted to marry her, but it seemed impossible now. Why had he met the only woman he’d ever want just days before he left?
He wondered what their children would have looked like. Another rush of anger swept through him, and he forcibly loosened the fingers he’d tightened around his glass.
“Marcus, there you are.”
He turned as his friend, Mattheus Vivers, heir to the Earl of Worthington, strode towards him. Vivers was the only reason Marcus was at the house party.
His friend pointed at the brandy. “That’s not going to help, you know.”
Marcus stared at the glass for a moment, watching the sun catch the amber shades of the liquid before downing the drink. “I’m going to hell in any case. What does it matter how I do it?”
Vivers rubbed a hand over his face. “When was the last time you were completely sober?”
“When my father told me I was being banished—and to where.” Marcus turned back to the window, his anger consuming him. Even his brother, Arthur, hadn’t defended Marcus. That had been the worse betrayal.
Vivers joined him at the window. “What’s so interesting out there?”
Marcus went back to the view of Lady Phoebe. “My last unshattered dream.”
Vivers glanced out. “Lady Phoebe Stanhope? Give it up.”
Scowling, Marcus replied, “Why? I may be a second son, but I’m still eligible. Once I reach my majority, I have the inheritance from my mother’s aunt.”
His friend ran a hand through his hair, disordering its fashionable style. “Very well, I’ll list the reasons. You’re a minor and need your father’s consent to wed, the same father, by the way, who is banishing you to the West Indies before you embroil yourself in a scandal here that can’t be smoothed over. The most important is she is not yet out.”
Marcus’s stomach clenched as if he’d been punched. “What do you mean she’s not out?”
“Not. Out. Not old enough to be on the Marriage Mart,” Vivers enunciated clearly. “At twenty you’re five years to young yourself. Do you really imagine that her father would consent to you marrying her? Ladies marry at twenty, not gentlemen.”
Marcus shook his head, trying to clear it. Why was she at this house party then? Was this some joke fate was playing on him? Or was it more punishment? “How old is she?”
“I don’t really know,” his friend shrugged. “Sixteen or seventeen, maybe. She has a great deal of countenance, so it’s hard to be certain. It’s a shame you won’t be here when she does come out,” Vivers mused. “I don’t expect she’ll last long on the Marriage Mart.”
Marcus felt like he was dying. By the time he was five and twenty, she would be married and have children. “Perhaps Lady Phoebe would go with me to the West Indies. God knows I love her.”
“We’ll have dinner at the tavern and attend the cock fight,” Vivers said. “That will put you in a better frame of mind. She leaves early tomorrow. Better if you don’t see her.”
Marcus poured another glass, tossed it off. “There must be something I can do.”
He went to add more brandy to his glass, but Vivers snatched the tumbler from Marcus’s hand.
“You’ve had more than enough to drink. Good God, man. Get it through your head. You cannot marry her. Now go to your chamber, and sleep it off before you do something stupid.”
Vivers left, and Marcus went to follow. He wobbled a bit as he took a step.
Lady Phoebe was waving as she made her way to the house. He would intercept her and make his case. This was his last chance to win her. In nine days he’d be on a ship to the West Indies, but first he’d take her to Gretna Green.