I’ve added some more background information on my world, this one centering around timekeeping. You can find it under Book Background Stuff above, or follow this link.
As always, comments are appreciated and encouraged.
Description: He vowed he’d never marry.
To Vane Cynster, Bellamy Hall seems like the perfect place to temporarily hide from London’s husband hunters. But when he encounters irresistible Patience Debbington, Vane realises he’s met his match …
She vowed no man would catch her.
Patience isn’t about to succumb to Vane’s sensuous propositions. Yes, his kisses leave her dizzy and his caresses made her melt; but Patience has promised herself she’ll never become vulnerable to a broken heart. Is this one vow that was meant to be broken?
For this week I decided to do something a little different. So far I have been writing about things relating to writing, or to my books, or to self-publishing, but when I first started this blog I had the intention to stuff some linguistic content in here as well.
I have on occasion confessed to loving languages and everything associated with them. I can talk for hours about linguistic peculiarities of languages and how they link together, and there are very few languages that I don’t like the sound of.
Which brings me to music. I have plenty of songs that are sung in English, but I also have a good collection of songs in different languages, and I love many of those despite the fact that I might not have a clue what they’re about. And let’s face it, many English lyrics are obscure enough that even though you can hear what they sing, you don’t understand it anyway.
Description: She will not give up…
Three months ago, governess Serena Barton was let go from her position. Unable to find new work, she’s demanding compensation from the man who got her sacked: a petty, selfish, swinish duke. But it’s not the duke she fears. It’s his merciless man of business—the man known as the Wolf of Clermont. The formidable former pugilist has a black reputation for handling all the duke’s dirty business, and when the duke turns her case over to him, she doesn’t stand a chance. But she can’t stop trying—not with her entire future at stake.
He cannot give in…
Hugo Marshall is a man of ruthless ambition—a characteristic that has served him well, elevating the coal miner’s son to the right hand man of a duke. When his employer orders him to get rid of the pestering governess by fair means or foul, it’s just another day at the office. Unfortunately, fair means don’t work on Serena, and as he comes to know her, he discovers that he can’t bear to use foul ones. But everything he has worked for depends upon seeing her gone. He’ll have to choose between the life that he needs, and the woman he is coming to love…
Missed the start? All installments can be found here.
Or go back to part thirteen.
This was first posted on Silk Screen Views.
PART FOURTEEN – SWORD PRACTICE
“This is your favourite spot, isn’t it?” Tamsyn asked once they’d arrived. They both sat with their backs against the trunk of the copper beech, shoulders touching, and looked out over the hills to the south, away from Tuckborough.
“It is,” Perry confirmed. “I always go up here when I want to think. It’s the highest hill around, you can see for miles. I can see Tuckborough if I want to, or look away from it if I don’t. I can see Frodo or Izzy or Tulia when mother sends them for me, and run if I don’t want to be found. It’s perfect.”
One of these days I’ll have the house to myself again, but today is not that day. My brother is due to arrive soon with his family, which means I’ll have no time for a proper post tonight, so instead you can have the first chapter of my second book. If it tickles your fancy, the links to buy it are on the top right hand side.
Missed the start? All installments can be found here.
Or go back to part twelve.
This was first posted on Silk Screen Views.
PART THIRTEEN – DESIRE
They left the wizard’s room, both too deep in thought to say anything. When they got to the kitchen, Perry started gathering bread, cheese, milk, butter and a bowl of fruit for a meal for them both. Again Tamsyn wondered whether she had gained a hobbit-like relationship with food together with her hobbit body, because she was hungry already, and the simple act of eating restored some of her composure.
Description: Imrhien has braved a world of faery folk and other creatures of legend to elicit the help of the healer, Maeve One-Eye. Though her memory remains clouded by sorcery, Imrhien must take vital news directly to the king-emperor. But the king is not at court — he and his armies are facing unhuman forces far to the north. And when evil wights follow Imrhien even to the royal sanctuary on a hidden, mystic island, she must accept a horrifying fact: she is the real target of the monstrous attacks. And she has no idea why.
Well, the three days of summer have so far stretched to about ten, and it doesn’t look like the end is in sight just yet, so I suppose I have no further excuses to not do a ‘proper’ post. And while I’m at it, I might as well tackle a continuously controversial subject: swearing. In particular the word fuck and all its various permutations.
Description: It is the year 2058, and technology now completely rules the world. But New York City Detective Eve Dallas knows that the irresistible impulses of the human heart are still ruled by just one thing-passion.
When a senator’s daughter is killed, the secret life of prostitution she’d been leading is revealed. The high-profile case takes Lieutenant Eve Dallas into the rarefied circles of Washing-ton politics and society.
Further complicating matters is Eve’s growing attraction to Roarke, who is one of the wealthiest and most influential men on the planet, devilishly handsome… and the leading suspect in the investigation.
Theft and Sorcery 