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Happy 4th of July. We are the first country, that I know of, to celebrate our independence. It is sometimes a hard concept for foreigners to understand. I had a German friend visit me in the States over one 4th, and she could not wrap her head around the whole idea. Then again, she didn’t get the French celebration of the storming of the Bastille either.

The celebration of our independence is very personal for me. I am a direct descendant of General Daniel Brodhead and Colonel Daniel Brodhead (his son) who fought in the Revolutionary War, as well as numerous Carpenter and Ostrander ancestors. Including a woman, Grace Carpenter. She was not a soldier. She used her home as a hospital. As the story goes, after one battle they ran out of fire wood, and when none of the men would go out for fear of being killed or captured by the enemy, she went. She was described as a woman of great physical and mental energy.

This is the one day where, despite our political differences, or how and when we arrived in the United States, we should stand together to remember and celebrate the brave men and women who risked their lives and property in a multitude of ways from fighting, to giving aid, to begging foreign countries for the money to support our efforts, and signing their names on a document that could have seen them executed for treason if we’d lost.

Happy 4th of July!!

 

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It’s time for Monday Excerpts! Today I invite you to post the first time your characters meet. Buy links are encouraged as are social media links.

Here is mine from Lady Beresford’s Lover, which releases on July 21st, and is available for pre-order.

lady beresford's lover_ebookVivian had the strangest sensation she was being watched. She glanced up and fought to control her countenance. It was him! The gentleman from the park. She was sure of it, and he was staring at her. Their gazes met, and he held hers as he strode forward, apparently not seeing either the footmen who darted out of his way or the other guests attempting to draw his attention.

He was taller than she’d thought, had a strong face with lean cheeks and strong bones. His aristocratic nose was blade straight, reminding her of an ancient Greek or Roman. He carried himself with ease, as if he was the master of his life and the world around him. At first he appeared to be in his early thirties, but when he came closer, she could see no lines bracketing his well-defined lips or marring his smooth brow. The gentleman appeared good-natured, as if a grin hovered permanently around his mouth. In time, she imagined his eyes would have smile lines.

When he reached her small coterie he bowed to Phoebe. “My lady, always a pleasure to see you again.”

Phoebe smiled at him. “You will soon rival Kit and Robert in your address, my lord.”

Vivian did not know who Kit was, but the only Robert she had been introduced to was Lord Beaumont. The grin Vivian had known was not far away graced the gentleman’s lips. “Ah, Featherton is the standard to which all gentlemen aspire. I am a mere pretender to his throne.” The man’s gray eyes twinkled. “As for my cousin, I trust I have surpassed his address already.”

He did resemble Lord Beaumont to a large degree. Both gentlemen had classic good looks, but this man appeared—Vivian searched her mind for the word . . . vital. He had an energy about him she did not see in most gentlemen of the ton. Even young men, such as he must be, contrived to appear fashionably bored.

“Please introduce me to your friends, my lady,” he said to Phoebe as he glanced at Vivian.

Phoebe’s eyes seemed to dance, but there was no indication of laughter in her voice. “Certainly. Ladies, my I introduce you to the Earl of Stanstead. My lord, the Dowager Marchioness of Telford, the Countess of Beresford, and Miss Corbet. Lady Telford is my great-aunt, Lady Beresford is her cousin, also a connection of mine, and Miss Corbet the granddaughter of my aunt’s friend.”

Lord Stanstead bowed over each of their hands. “My pleasure, ladies. We shall all be richer for your presence.”

Vivian tried not to let her heart flutter, but it was no good. She drew in a small breath. His voice was as deep and clear as his eyes.

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Welcome to Sunday News!! Let’s start with the winner of Liza O’Connor’s book. Congratulations to Laura!!

In a comment a few weeks ago, someone pointed out that Miss Featherton’s Christmas Prince was not due to release until December 22d. That seemed a bit late to me, but I was busy. So I sat on it for a while. Low and behold, when I contacted my editor, the date was immediately changed to November 10th!

Ella Quinn’s wealthy, titled bachelors think they’re immune to romantic notions. Yet no matter how they try to evade it, love somehow finds a way…

miss featherton's christmas prince_ebookIn the two seasons since her triumphant debut, Meg Featherton’s heart has been tested to its limits. Her first suitor: a criminal. The second, a cur. For her third act, Meg vows to leave love completely out of the marriage equation. She has set her sights on a newly made viscount whom she could take or leave. However, now she must avoid his handsome, roguish, irresistible best friend like the plague. It’s no easy feat, as they are all attending the same house party…

Damon, Marquis of Hawksworth, cannot imagine why Miss Featherton seems so damn disinterested—or why he cares so terribly much. Certainly Meg is a fine wifely prospect for a man in his position, but more than that, he finds he longs for her as he has never done for another woman. She may be determined to protect her heart, but Damon is equally set on winning her over, one delicious kiss at a time…

This week has been fairly slow. We left Hampton on Tuesday and arrived in Deltaville, VA that afternoon. It was the first time we went from one marina to another. But we had some boat work that needed to be accomplished, and marine repairmen prefer the boat to be at a dock. Here is our view.

Deltaville, VA

It’s been really hot, but if there is a breeze to be had, we get it. I’ve been able to finish the edits my editor sent me and do some writing on the 3d book of the next series. On Tuesday, we will continue our journey north. I had wanted to spend the 4th of July in DC, but Hubby didn’t want to go up the Potomac, back down the Potomac, then up the Chesapeake Bay, and back down the Delaware River. So it looks like we’ll be and a currently unknown location.

Don’t forget to come by tomorrow for Monday Excerpts. I’ll be focusing on secondary characters.

What are you doing for the 4th? And how was your week?

Ella

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Welcome to Monday Excerpts! Let’s do a free for all today. Any excerpt of 800 words or less. Please keep it PG-13. Buy links  and social media links are welcome.

Here is mine from Lady Beresford’s Lover, book #7 in The Marriage Game, which releases on July 21st.

lady beresford's lover_ebookRupert entered the ballroom and was announced. The roar of voices barely lowered. Across the way, Marcus leaned casually against a pillar, fondly grinning at something or someone Rupert couldn’t see, most likely Phoebe. He made his way through the already crowded room. Snagging a glass of champagne, he wove around clusters of ladies in brightly colored silks, which made a stark contrast with the darker colors the gentlemen wore. He knew most of those present and exchanged greetings as he came upon a circle of acquaintances. It took several minutes before Rupert was finally close enough to Marcus and Phoebe that he could see the other ladies.

He sucked in a breath. One of the women wore a pale, almost ice-blue gown. Her curls were silvery, much like he’d imagined the color of the snow maiden’s hair in a fairy tale his mother had read to him. When the lady glanced at him he could see her eyes were of the same deep blue as the trim on her gown, and the color of the deeper waters he’d seen in the Mediterranean Sea. Not in her first blush of youth, her cheeks were no longer plump. But not that old, perhaps close to his age. She had turned her head toward her neighbor, and her determined chin firmed. God, she was even more beautiful than he’d imagined. Who was she? Rupert was quite sure he’d never seen her before.

He gave himself a shake. Standing there like an idiot wouldn’t do him any good at all. He’d never been shy about meeting a lady, yet he couldn’t stop himself from staring at her. What would happen when they were introduced? Would she be as fascinated by him as he was by her?

He prayed she wasn’t married.

Vivian had the strangest sensation she was being watched. She glanced up and fought to control her countenance. It was him! The gentleman from the park. She was sure of it, and he was staring at her. Their gazes met, and he held hers as he strode forward, apparently not seeing either the footmen who darted out of his way or the other guests attempting to draw his attention.

He was taller than she’d thought, had a strong face with lean cheeks and strong bones. His aristocratic nose was blade straight, reminding her of an ancient Greek or Roman. He carried himself with ease, as if he was the master of his life and the world around him. At first he appeared to be in his early thirties, but when he came closer, she could see no lines bracketing his well-defined lips or marring his smooth brow. The gentleman appeared good-natured, as if a grin hovered permanently around his mouth. In time, she imagined his eyes would have smile lines.

When he reached her small coterie he bowed to Phoebe. “My lady, always a pleasure to see you again.”

Phoebe smiled at him. “You will soon rival Kit and Robert in your address, my lord.”

Vivian did not know who Kit was, but the only Robert she had been introduced to was Lord Beaumont. The grin Vivian had known was not far away graced the gentleman’s lips. “Ah, Featherton is the standard to which all gentlemen aspire. I am a mere pretender to his throne.” The man’s gray eyes twinkled. “As for my cousin, I trust I have surpassed his address already.”

He did resemble Lord Beaumont to a large degree. Both gentlemen had classic good looks, but this man appeared—Vivian searched her mind for the word . . . vital. He had an energy about him she did not see in most gentlemen of the ton. Even young men, such as he must be, contrived to appear fashionably bored.

“Please introduce me to your friends, my lady,” he said to Phoebe as he glanced at Vivian.

Phoebe’s eyes seemed to dance, but there was no indication of laughter in her voice. “Certainly. Ladies, my I introduce you to the Earl of Stanstead. My lord, the Dowager Marchioness of Telford, the Countess of Beresford, and Miss Corbet. Lady Telford is my great-aunt, Lady Beresford is her cousin, also a connection of mine, and Miss Corbet the granddaughter of my aunt’s friend.”

Lord Stanstead bowed over each of their hands. “My pleasure, ladies. We shall all be richer for your presence.”

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Happy Sunday!!

As we usually, let’s start with the winner of Janis May’s book, Curse of the Exile!! Congratulations to Luanna Stewart!!

In just over a month, Lady Beresford’s Lover releases!! This is book #7 in The Marriage Game and is available for pre-order. You might remember the hero, Rupert, Earl of  Stansted, from The Temptation of Lady Serena. I tried my hardest to get him to wait until he was older, but he insisted he was ready to find his happily ever after.

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Ella Quinn’s bachelors are quite sure of what they want in life—and love—until the right woman opens their eyes…

After a painful heartbreak, Rupert, the handsome young Earl of Stanstead, has decided that when it comes to love, avoidance is best. Until he meets a woman who makes him forget his plan—and remember his longing for a wife and family. Yet he senses that she too has been hurt, though she attempts to hide her feelings—and more—in the most baffling and alluring way. Intrigued, Rupert is willing to play along, if winning her is the prize…

Crushed by her late husband’s scorn, Vivian, Countess of Beresford, believes she is monstrously undesirable. Sadly childless, she has moved to London resigned to a solitary life. Still, when she encounters Rupert at a masquerade ball, her disguise as Cleopatra emboldens her. Convinced he doesn’t recognize her, she begins an after-hours affair with him, always in costume—while allowing him to innocently court the real her by day. But when Rupert makes a shocking choice, will Vivian be able to handle the truth?…

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In boating news, we arrived in Hampton, Virginia around 10 PM on Thursday night after rounding Cape Hatteras, NC. Fortunately, we were able to anchor off the university.

Hampton VA anchorage

The next day we moved to the City Docks where we’ll remain until Tuesday morning.  We’ve been kept busy trying to sort out our electronics. Hubby finally got a new phone, and my computer is in the shop. I hope they can fix it. We’ve also been meeting with friends.

On the ICW

Tuesday morning we set sail to Deltaville, Virginia to get some work on the boat done.

 

I forgot to post this photo from the ICW last week.

2d Anchorage in Hampton

What have you all be up to? Is anyone near me?

Ella

 

 

 

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I’m sorry for missing last week, but here we go again. Let’s do something easy and post blurbs and buy links. If you’re unpublished, post a short excerpt and your social media links.

Here is mine from A Kiss for Lady Mary!

Ella Quinn’s bachelors do as they like and take what they want. But when the objects of their desire are bold, beautiful women, the rules of the game always seem to change…

Handsome, charming, and heir to a powerful Viscount, Christopher “Kit” Featherton is everything a woman could want—except interested in marriage. So when he hears that someone on his estate near the Scottish border is claiming to be his wife, Kit sets off to investigate.

                                                                                                                                                             Sinceher Since her parents’ death, Lady Mary Tolliver has been hounded by her cousin, a fortune-hunting fool after her inheritance. Refusing to settle for anything less than love, Mary escapes to the isolated estate of rakish bachelor, Kit Featherton. Knowing he prefers Court to the country, she believes she will be safe. But when Kit unexpectedly returns, her pretend marriage begins to feel seductively real…

 A Kiss for Lady Mary

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Good afternoon, and welcome to Sunday News. Which is actually on Sunday for a change. Cruising on the sailboat is really putting a cramp in my blog schedule.

Let’s start with book winners!!

Congratulations to Karen who won her pick of Judith Laik’s booksthe-lady-in-question-web-copy2

And to Glenda who won Cara Elliott’s book. Passionately Yours-larger

Congratulations also goes to the following ladies who won a copy of A Kiss for Lady Mary!! Jenna Jaxon, Carol Cork, Bonnie Kalter, Linda Thumb, and Jillian Esparza.

A Kiss for Lady Mary

Hubby and I have been on the move for the past few weeks. When we arrived late into Charleston and it started to rain, then continued to rain for the next two days. We were able to take advantage of some sunny holes in the weather and take pictures.

Charleston has a street called Market St. What is interesting is that it is covered with a market that goes on for blocks.

Entrance to Market Steet Charleston

Market Street Charleston

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

sweet shops Charleston

 

It also has a lot of sweet shops, many who make their own candy. One even had button candy which some of you might remember.

The houses in Charleston are really lovely. I am particularly enthralled with the entrances that hide balconies.

Old House Charleston

Old House side view Charleston

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was also delighted to meet and have lunch with Bonnie Maestas and her two beautiful daughters!! I love meeting up with people, so let me know if you are in any of the places I’ll be. I have posted the list for this week at the end of the post.

We really like going off shore, but lately the winds have been on our nose. Therefore, we’ve been making our way up the ICW. Here are pictures of a couple of our anchorages.

Waccamaw River Anchorage morning Waccamaw River Anchorage Winyah Bay SC

 

We are in Myrtle Beach today, and will spend the night at the anchorage Calabash. Tomorrow, we’re headed for Wrightsville Beach, NC. Tuesday we’re hoping to have enough wind to sail to Beaufort, NC. Unless we have the weather to sail around Hatteras, we’ll be cruising through Oriental, Elizabethtown (if we go through the Dismal Swamp) then Norfolk, VA.

What have you been doing this week?

Ella

 

 

 

 

 

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