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Thank the Lord for WITS. This is another fantastic post.

Writers In The Storm Blog

Writers in the Storm welcomes back James R. Preston with tips on how–and when–to add humor to your WIP, no matter the genre. Here he is with a fun-filled Laugh?  I Thought I’d Die WriterStrong post.

James R. Prestonby James R. Preston

There’s this PI investigating a murder at a nudist camp in the hills above LA . . .

See the possibilities?  Maybe you do and maybe you don’t.  Stay tuned.

But seriously, folks, I want to talk about funny stuff, why I like it and try to use it, and offer some suggestions on how to handle it.  I use examples from movies as well as books, because even a bloated, three-hour modern screen epic is more accessible than, say, Moby Dick, or even Notorious Nineteen.  (And, BTW, how many essayists can mention Evanovich and Melville in the same sentence?)

What’s in this for you?  Fair question. …

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Post an Excerpt, Any Excerpt. Ok, back to normal for a month. This is your chance to shine, so post any excerpt of no more than 500 words, and, if you have them, your buy links. Don’t have buy links, post your website, blog, Twitter and Facebook info.

Here is mine from my debut novel, The Seduction of Lady Phoebe.

 Marcus arrived at Cranbourne Place late on the day of the fight. As he jumped down from his curricle, Amabel, his sister, appeared at the door, clearly delighted to see him. She was as fair as he was dark.

She wore a gauzy white day gown that seemed to float around her as she gracefully descended the stairs of the portico and held out her hands in greeting. They’d exchanged letters and portraits over the years, but the last time he’d seen her she’d still been in the schoolroom and wore braids down her back.

“Marcus, do please come in. I am so glad you are here. How have you been? You are not too tired, are you? Do you wish to rest? But no, you have too much energy. You must tell me everything.”

He chuckled. “What a goosecap you are, Amabel. I suppose I can’t muss your hair now that you wear it in such a fashionable style. I’ll tell you everything as soon as you give me a cup of tea, and we may be comfortable.”

She tucked her arm in his and led him into the house. A large man stood in the entrance. Geoffrey, Earl of Cranbourne, his brother-in-law, was easily as tall as Marcus, in his mid-thirties, and dressed for the country in buckskin breeches, and a loose shirt, waistcoat and hunting jacket.

From under lowered brows, the earl gave Marcus a hard look. “Lord Marcus, welcome. I am pleased to finally meet you. You may come with me, sir. We need to discuss the reason my sister found it necessary to leave her home rather than meet you.”

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The Seduction of Lady Phoebe

The Seduction of Lady Phoebe

This has been a really busy month. I’m not participating in Eight Sentence Sunday, but will return next Sunday. Today I’m on Happily Ever After Thoughts, http://www.happilyeverafterthoughts.com/, the last stop on my mini-blog tour celebrating the pre-order release of my debut novel, The Seduction of Lady Phoebe.

Please stop by to read a new excerpt and the last chance to win a copy of TheSeduction of Lady Phoebe.

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You’ve heard the old adage things come in three? Well yesterday proved it. After I got home from running around all day, I received word that my website was ready for a test drive. Please take a look and tell me if you think anything could be clearer, or if there is something you think I could add. It’s very important to me that the site be easily navigable for my readers. http://www.ellaquinnauthor.com/index-home.html

The Seduction of Lad#C46729 The next thing that happened is the book trailer for The Seduction of Lady Phoebe was sent to me for review. It’s still lacking the cover, but other than that, please tell me what you think of it. Again, this is a review copy and changes can be made. Would this make you want to buy the book? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWc916HyWYY

And last, but not least, I was featured on the blog, First Kiss Friday!! http://www.laurel-odonnell.com/ Where Lady Phoebe and Lord Marcus share their first kiss, and I’m giving away another copy of The Seduction of Lady Phoebe.

I can’t wait to here what you think of all of this.

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Regency Author Bronwen Evans

Regency Author Bronwen Evans

My guest today is multi-published, award-winning, Regency author Bronwen Evans. Bronwen lives in New Zeeland, and will stop by when she wakes up to answer any of your questions. We’d planned to have a regular interview, but were defeated by technology and time zones, so please do ask questions. Bronwen will also give away a copy of her latest book to one lucky commenter who leaves their email address.

Bronwen has had lots of news lately.

Invitation to Ruin by Bronwen Evans

Invitation to Ruin by Bronwen Evans

Her debut Regency historical, Invitation to Ruin, WON the RomCon 2012 Readers Crown Best Historical

Invitation to Scandal by Bronwen Evans

Invitation to Scandal by Bronwen Evans

Her novel Invitation to Scandal has been nominated by The Romance Review Book of the Year Best Historical.

She has just signed a contract with Random House’s Loveswept line for a new series called The Disgraced Lords. Her first book in that series, sorry no cover yet, is A Kiss of Lies which will release in January 2014.

Invitation to Passion by Bronwen Evans

Invitation to Passion by Bronwen Evans

And the best news, Bronwen has a new book, Invitation to Passion releasing in May.

Here is the blurb.

Consummate rake, Richard Craven, has his heartbroken when the woman he loves is forced into an arranged marriage to a violent brute. To make matters worse, circumstances force him to marry Madeline Knight—a woman he views more like a sister-only for fate to play the cruellest of tricks. Shortly after his wedding his former lover is widowed, and Richard learns she could be pregnant with his child.

Madeline Knight thought she was doing the right thing when she saved Richard Craven from his lover’s irate husband. Now her silly schoolgirl crush has left her married to a man who’s in love with another woman. Consumed with guilt over trapping Richard, she tries her best to be the perfect wife and win his heart. Failure is not an option. For if she fails she loses everything, she loves him too much not to set him free…

While Richard and Madeline confront the reality of their marriage, Madeline’s life comes under threat. A family enemy is set on revenge. Will Richard learn the truth of his heart, and what is truly precious to him, before the unknown enemy destroys their world?

To tempt you even further, I’ve added an excerpt.

Chapter OneLondon, April 1810

Richard James Craven was a dead man. That’s if Charles Hawthorne, the Marquis of Wrentham, found him. Maddy watched the Marquis as he stood at the top of the stairs, surveying the guests in the crowded ballroom below. His presence here at Hascombe Court meant only one thing. He’d come for his wife.

A curse on Richard’s head. Just last week Maddy had begged him to end his affair with the Marquis’s wife. Now she would have to get involved. She hated getting involved. Richard had looked after her welfare for years and she felt obligated to return the favour.

Madeline Knight you are such a liar. She wanted to return the favour.

Maddy blew a curl out of her eyes, and peered through the plants sheltering her from the eyes of the ton. She’d been hiding most of the evening. Rufus had organised this ball for her. She loved her brother, but he’d recently married his one true love, Rheda, and was determined to help his younger sister find the same happiness.

Unfortunately, Madeline’s idea of a suitable husband differed vastly from his. She did not wish to marry into the echelons of Society. Due to her father’s rumoured treason, she’d grown up in seclusion, here at their country estate near Newmarket.

Even though she was the sister of a wealthy Viscount, correction, now Earl, due to the scandal surrounding the Strathmores, she had expected to marry beneath her social standing. A local squire or vicar. She felt perfectly capable of settling into the quiet country life. The strictures and sophistication of the ton frightened her to death.

Besides, at nineteen, she had plenty of time to choose a husband. Now that her brother resided permanently at home, she did not wish to leave his household any time soon.

With growing unease, Maddy watched Lord Wrentham scan the ballroom, then begin to make his way across the crowded floor. Luckily the room was packed. With Rufus succeeding in clearing their late father of treason, and her brother having a second title bestowed on him, Earl of Hascombe, the ton’s interest had been caught. Tonight it seemed all London Society were in attendance.

Her eyes followed the Marquis’s path through the guests. Lord Wrentham was definitely looking for someone, and she was sure it was his beautiful wife, Sara. It was up to Maddy to warn the lovers.

She straightened her shoulders and stepped out into the crush. The music drowned out her determined stride. She circled round until she was able to locate her brother.

“Lord Wrentham has arrived. You should go and greet him. Now would be the perfect opportunity to put the past behind you. He carries at lot of influence in the House of Lords. Lord Wrentham would be a valuable ally.” Not really a lie. Rufus had taken a special interest in the rights of workers, his wife’s influence, and he was chasing the Marquis’s vote on labor law reform.

Her brother kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Don’t think you can distract me by mentioning politics.”

Maddy’s heart stilled. Rufus had no idea that Richard was continuing his affair with Lady Wrentham. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”

“I’ve seen you hiding behind the plants. I would have made you stand centre stage, but Rheda told me to leave you alone.”

All the while her brother talked, Maddy guided him ever closer to Wrentham.

“Your wife is, as always, a gem. What is this rush to get me to the altar? I’ve only just got you back in my life. Now you are married, don’t you want me here?” She couldn’t disguise the hurt in her voice. Her brother’s determination to see her quickly wed made her feel as if she was a nuisance, or in his way.

Rufus halted and oblivious to their guests he pulled her close. “Is that what you think?” He hugged her tight. “Never for one moment think I want you to leave my house. If I could, I’d hold onto you forever, but that would be selfish. I just don’t like seeing you stuck here in the country, on your own, like Rheda was. You deserve more.”

The relief flooded through her. She lightly cuffed his shoulder. “I do not intend to marry any time soon, so stop pushing me.” Before Rufus could argue, she added, “There’s Lord Wrentham. Go and bore him with your talk. You can lecture me tomorrow at breakfast.”

She abruptly turned and schooled herself to walk away slowly, and in the opposite direction to the library, where she assumed Richard had taken Sara.

Richard knew every square inch of this house intimately. Over the years he’d spent many nights under this roof. Many nights teasing her. Teaching her. Talking to her.

Blast it all. She’d have to go and warn Richard. Richard was her only true friend, she didn’t wish to see him killed in a duel, or sent fleeing from England for having killed Lord Wrentham.

Once out of sight of the guests, she lifted the hem of her dress and rushed toward the library. Skidding to a halt outside the door, her courage momentarily fled. What would she observe when she opened this door? Was she prepared to see her Richard in the arms of another?

Her Richard! She acknowledged her claim was a monumental fantasy. Richard was her friend. That was all. He still saw her as the thirteen year old girl he’d rescued from the Hawthorne bullies.

Just a friend, she silently scolded herself. Yet Maddy didn’t understand the riotous feelings she’d developed over the last twelve months. Whenever she looked at Richard, her heart beat harder, her stomach knotted, and her body warmed in certain places she was embarrassed to discuss.

A stab of jealousy hit her chest. Madeline secretly hoped Richard was doing nothing more than talking with Lady Wrentham. She knew Richard and his rakish ways, and realised that was unlikely. But a girl could dream.

She dreamed of Richard a lot lately.

About Bronwen Evans:

Bronwen loves story-telling – gobbling up movies, reading books and attending the theatre. Her head is always filled with characters and stories, particularly lovers in angst. Is it any wonder she’s a proud romance writer.

Bronwen attended Victoria University, Wellington, New Zealand earning a bachelor’s degree in Commerce and Administration, majoring in Marketing and Accounting. She was all set on building herself a business career (which she did along the way).

But life never turns out exactly as one thinks. After working for a few years in marketing roles within New Zealand financial institutions, she left for a 6 month overseas experience in London, England. She loved England. She spent several years living in London, using it as a base to be able to work and travel from. She visited all four corners of the globe. Her most interesting trips were a camel safari in the Sahara, a trip through Russia, a safari through Africa with her mother, and three months in the Mediterranean.

It was while living and working in London she discovered the offices of Mills & Boon and the germ of an idea to embark on a romance writing career was born.

Almost eight years later, on her return to New Zealand, encouraged by a close friend battling a life threatening illness, Bronwen finally started down the path to publication by joining RWA, The Beau Monde, RWAustralia and RWNZ.

Please get to know Bronwen better though her website. www.bronwenevans.com and Facebook https://www.facebook.com/bronwenevansauthor

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The Seduction of Lad#C46729Good morning everyone. I’m on Tara Kingston’s blog today and will be giving away a copy of my debut novel, The Seduction of Lady Phoebe. Please come by and visit me.  http://tarakingston.com/2013/04/25/welcome-guest-author-ella-quinn/

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Kara LennoxWriters In The Storm welcomes back Kara Lennox, a.k.a. Karen Leabo for the final installment of her plot-fixing series.Kara is an award-winning, bestselling author of more than sixty novels of romance and romantic suspense for Harlequin and Random House. AND she’s a 2012 DOUBLE RITA Finalist! In case you missed any of the first lessons, you’ll find links below.

by Kara Lennox

Plot Problem #14:  Weak black moment

There must be a point in your book when all seems lost.

The hero is about to fail in his quest; the heroine is about to be thrown off a building; the villain has gotten hold of the secret weapon. Your hero and heroine are breaking up and there appears to be no way to work out their differences.

Go back to Lesson 5 and review Plot Problem #7, Stakes are too low.

By now, hopefully you’ve raised the…

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I thought I’d do something a little different today and spotlighting one of my favorite historical authors (she also writes contemporaries), Jenna Jaxon and her new medieval romance, Betrothal. Jenna will giveaway a copy of Betrothal to one lucky commenter. Please leave your email address to be eligible.

Betrothal by Jenna Jaxon

Betrothal by Jenna Jaxon

First I’ll give you the cover. Nice isn’t it?

Now the blurb.

Lady Alyse de Courcy has fallen in love with Lord Braeton, a nobleman in King Edward III’s court and a man to whom she has barely spoken. Fate, however, has decreed her betrothal to his best friend, Sir Geoffrey Longford—a handsome and imposing knight, yet hardly the man she wants to wed.

When Sir Geoffrey is bound in betrothal by his father, he could not have expected the beautiful stranger to win his heart the moment they meet. Nevertheless, the fascinating Lady Alyse has done exactly that, and his feelings for her only grow as he learns more of her gentle yet spirited nature. But Alyse’s infatuation with his friend casts doubt on whether she can ever return his regard and their wedding day is fast approaching…

Will he have time enough to win her love?

Because I know you want more here is an excerpt of Betrothal.

“What do you require of me, Majesty?” Her mouth so dry she could taste sand, Alyse fought to speak in a normal tone. With a sigh of relief, she dropped into a deep curtsy, hiding her face in the folds of her skirt. If only she could remain bowed thus before His Majesty for the remainder of the evening.

King Edward laughed. “Obedience, Lady Alyse, as I require of all my subjects. As your father requires of his daughter.”

Her heart thumped wildly in her breast. That could mean but one thing.

“Rise, my lady.”

She did so on unsteady feet. “I am ready, as always, Your Majesty, to obey my father as I would you.”

Holy Mary, let it be Lord Braeton. 

King Edward lifted an eyebrow toward Alyse. “A very pretty answer, my lady. And are you ready to accept your father’s decree for your betrothal? His messenger has today reached me with the contract, as I am to stand in his stead in this matter.”

Alyse took a deep breath and hoped her voice did not tremble. “Yea, Majesty, I will obey my father.”

King Edward nodded and leaned over to whisper something to Queen Phillipa, who sat beside him, heavy with their twelfth child.

Mere seconds before she learned her fate. She could scarce affect an indifferent pose before the court when inside every inch of her quivered with anticipation of the name. His name, pray God, on the king’s lips.


In her mind, she heard the word.

The king straightened, glanced at her then at the man by her side.

“What say you then, Sir Geoffrey? Does the lady not speak fair? I vow she will make you a proper wife and a dutiful one as well.”

Alyse turned, until that moment unaware that Geoffrey Longford stood beside her. Chills coursed down her body as the king’s words echoed in her mind. The sensation of falling backward assailed her, as though she rushed away from the tall man at her side even as his figure loomed larger and larger in her sight.

Not Lord Braeton.  

Her numbed brain repeated the phrase, trying to comprehend that instead he would be her husband. Geoffrey Longford.

God have mercy on me, for by the look of him, this man will not.

Fearful, she cringed as her gaze climbed higher, over his chest, over his chin, finally resting on the dark blue eyes turned toward her.

Geoffrey returned her appraisal, his gaze sweeping her figure as a smile crept over his face. “Your Majesty.” He spoke to the king but his attention remained fixed on Alyse. “When my father told me of the betrothal contract before I left his home, I resolved to play the dutiful son. Now, however, I find I do not wish to act that role after all.” His eyes held hers as he paused.

Dear God, does he mean to renounce me here before the entire court?  

Alyse stared at the man beside her, willing herself to remain upright, despite the waves of ice and fire alternating through her body.

“Now I find I would rather play the ardent lover.”

An amused murmur ran through the Hall at his words. Sir Geoffrey grinned, his eyes sparkling with humor and something more. Despite the uneven light, Alyse saw an unfathomable promise in their dark depths. She took a shaky breath and looked away.

Buy Link:

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And finally, something about Jenna.

Jenna Jaxon is a multi-published author of historical and contemporary romance.  Her historical romance, Only Scandal Will Do, the first in a series of five interconnecting novels, was released in July 2012. Her contemporary works include Hog Wild, Almost Perfect, and 7 Days of Seduction.  She is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America as well as a member of Chesapeake Romance Writers. Her medieval romance, Time Enough to Love, is being published this summer as a series of three novellas.

Jenna has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager.  A romantic herself, she has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise.  She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories. She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets.  When not reading or writing, she indulges her passion for the theatre, working with local theatres as a director.  She often feels she is directing her characters on their own private stage.

She has equated her writing to an addiction to chocolate because once she starts she just can’t stop.

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Good morning and welcome to Eight Sentence Sunday. Today I continue with The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh, the second book in The Marriage Game. If you came by last Sunday, you’ll know the snippet ended with Anna hoping their lives were not about to become more complicated. We continue from there.

Also don’t forget to stop by the other wonderful and talented authors participating in Weekend Warriors Eight Sentence Sunday. http://www.wewriwa.com/

“What do you think that other man wants?” Lizzy asked.

“I don’t know.” Anna shook her head. “But I have a feeling whatever it is will do us no good. I’m going to Mamma and try to talk her around. I do wish she and Papa could settle their differences.”

Lizzy nodded. “It does make things a bit more difficult.”

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