What shall I do. Promise a book as apology for a start. I'll offer a copy of my first book, Lord Wraybourne's Betrothed to a randomly pick from those who forgive me by leaving a comment, no matter how brief.
Why am I late? Let me count the ways.
1) Deadline. A Scandalous Countess should already be in New York, but it's not quite ready. Just today I saw that a key scene didn't ring true. I resisted, but I had to rewrite it. It's much better, but why don't these untruths hit me over the head when I write them? (That's a snip from the cover.)
2) Moving into the new house. All the major stuff's done, but there's always all the little stuff, isn't there. Finding out where in the kitchen things should be for easy access. Finding a home for bits and pieces bought for a previous house, loved, but not quite fitting here. Then there was the sewer backup in the garden. We won't talk about that.
See, we have furniture in place, and even some pictures on the wall. (Click on any picture to enlarge it.)
3. It's summer and I have a garden! That demands a certain amount of time. My writing room, which is delightful, also has a door into the garden. I can take little breaks…. You see how that can go. And we have a view worth contemplating.
4. Then we have the riots in England. They really are distressing, but sadly they're nothing new. I've been popping into magazines and newspapers for the summer of 1765 as that's when A Scandalous Countess is set, and it was a time of protest and riot. The Georgians were terrified of the mob and with reason. They could mass in their thousands and wouldn't hesitate to attack the carriages and sedan chairs of the rich, or even attack their homes, breaking windows and getting inside to loot if they could.
The other day I posted this snippet from the Gentleman's Magazine for June 1765
"A most desolating species of villainy seems to gain ground among the
abandoned crew, that infest this metropolis, who, by setting fire to old
buildings, sheds, and work-shops, burn down dwelling houses, and thereby
facilitate the meant of robbery, on the profits of which they subsist. No less
than 7 or 8 discoveries of trains laid for this desperate putpose have been
discovered and defeated within a few weeks. It is hoped, therefore, that some
severe law will be made to prevent a crime, which, one would think, the most
profligate wretch in the world would tremble at the consequences of
The unrest in 1765 grew out of the economic depression that followed the end of the Seven Years War. The cost of living rose at the same time as unemployment. Sadly war always seems to stimulate an economy. With peace, imports were allowed, and the silkweavers protested the import of French silks. The kind forbad the wearing of French silk at court. But then as now, the wild element joined in, leading to wanton violence and planned theft.
I should mention that the reissue of The Dragon's Bride is out now. You can read an excerpt here. This Regency romance was a RITA finalist, so well worth a look if you haven't read it. You might want to read the novella, The Demon's Mistress, first, however, and it's out as an e-book special. If you don't have an e-reader, you can read it on the computer, and that's do-able with a shorter work, I think.
If you follow that link, there's some eye-candy. The model used for Van came very close to the way I see him.
Okay, toss in any comments that seem relevant. Apologies again!