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Welcome to my post for The Twelfth Night Wager book tour! I have an author interview coming up, as well as an excerpt and a giveaway for a few books. But, first, allow me to introduce the book:
Release date: November 4, 2013
Genre: Historical (Regency) Romance
On a dull day at White’s, the Redheaded Rake agreed to a wager: seduce and abandon the lovely Lady Leisterfield by Twelfth Night. After one taste of her virtue, he will stop at nothing less than complete possession.
I am so glad to be here, Farrah, thank you for having me as your guest.
What is the hardest part about writing for you? The easiest?
A great question. I guess the easiest is conceiving the idea for the story and the characters. Typically the beginning is pretty easy, too. A scene will just come to me out of the characters’ past (I often include prologues and love them in the books I read). The hardest for me is the middle. About 40-45K words into a novel, I can draw up short, wondering where to go next. Once I get past that it can flow pretty nicely. Being a pantster at heart, I go where my research and my characters take me.
If your book was made into a movie, who would you want to play your characters?
For The Twelfth Night Wager, Lord Eustace, the auburn haired rake, would be Gerard Butler (but he’d have to die his hair and wear contacts to turn his blue eyes brown), and Evan Rachel Wood for Lady Leisterfield. Eustace is 35 and he’s been around and seen/done a lot, whereas the young widow, Grace, Lady Leisterfield is still relatively innocent.
Oh, another great question. I just wrote a post on this so I’ve been thinking about it. I have a long list of things I do. Sometimes I just start reading from the beginning to where I’m stuck and when I hit that place the scenes start coming. Other times I must dive into my historical research for inspiration or another scene. I am writing a medieval now and when I got stuck I dove into my research and found the siege of Exeter in 1068 that was perfect for drawing the hero away from his holdings, allowing the set-up for the heroine to be abducted by a rival. And, sometimes, I must leave the computer and take a walk, meet with a friend to kick around ideas or go shopping (when all else fails, the latter works, right?)
Are there any authors in particular (living or dead) who inspire you?
The list is a long one. On my Regan’s Romance Reviews blog, I list them (http://reganromancereview.blogspot.com), and their books can be found on my “Best Lists” by subgenre of historical romance, but the short list would include Penelope Williamson, Virginia Henley (my cyber mentor), Elizabeth Stuart, Kathleen Givens, Jan Cox Speas, and Heather Graham (most of her historicals were written under the pen name Shannon Drake). And I’m still discovering authors from the past as well as the present who inspire me with their careful attention to detail, their ability to seamlessly weave in history and their great storytelling ability.
Do you have any upcoming books you’re working on? Can you tell us a little about it?
Yes. The third in the trilogy, Wind Raven, is completed and on my editor’s desk; it should be out in early Spring. Also, I’m writing a medieval, The Red Wolf’s Prize, set in England in 1068, two years after the Conquest. The hero, Renaud de Pierrepont is a Norman knight, one of King William’s favorites, to whom he has given the lands of a Saxon thane who was slain at the Battle of Hastings. The lands come with an English maiden, the Lady Serena, who hates the Normans for taking her lands. She has no intention of being wed to a knight who may have killed her father. Renaud, (aka “the Red Wolf,” so named for the wolf he killed with his bare hands) is a man shaped by his past who clings to rigid rules (his men call him the warrior priest). Serena is a rebel who plans to escape. The research is intensive, as I’ve had to dive into the 11th for food, housing, customs (both Saxon and Norman) and the history of first Normandy and then England from 1063-1069. I spent three days researching the wolf attack in the prologue that took up less than three pages.
If you could go back in time (to any time at all), what time period would you go to and why?
As you might imagine, I’d have a list. But high on that list would be Scotland during the time the clans ruled and when there was peace with England (a rarity). I’d like to experience that culture and then set a story (perhaps a trilogy) in that time—to tell the story of the proud Scots who carved a culture out of a beautiful and rugged land. I am going to Scotland with another author in September with just this in mind.
Summer or winter?
Definitely summer (unless we’re talking desert).
Cat or dog?
Dog. I have a close personal relationship with a Golden Retriever.
Tea or coffee?
Organic green tea with jasmine, though I can be talked into a mocha.
Book or movie?
You have to ask? Definitely a book. But I saw the Hobbit movie (#2) on opening day. How’s that for balance?
Bad boy or boy next door?
I confess I’m attracted to bad boys, but they must be reformable.
Thanks for coming!
I am thrilled you invited me.
“Speak of the devil,” said Lady Claremont.
The five women looked toward the doorway that led to the smaller book room. There on the threshold stood Eustace, in a dark blue coat over a white shirt and buff-colored breeches. Grace thought him very dashing. When his eyes focused on her, followed by a warm smile, her heart skipped.
She thought she heard Priscilla Wentworth let out a sigh. Apparently Eustace had made another conquest. How tiring it must be for him, she thought to herself, all those ladies falling at his feet.
But even to herself, that sounded like jealousy.
He strode to their table, stopping along the way to greet other guests playing cards. When finally he reached them, he wished the group of five women good-day.
“How’s the card game going, ladies?”
“It’s not whist,” said the countess, “but ’twill do as it’s loo.” She chuckled at her own rhyme, and the ivory feather above her silver locks flicked in jaunty fashion. Emily rolled her eyes.
Eustace chuckled, too. “You look well settled into the game.”
“Have you just come from the fox-hunt?” Grace asked.
“I have. But you can be thankful I first cleaned off the mud. It’s positively soggy out there. Still, it was worth it; Ormond, Alvanley and I had a good run through the woods.”
“It sounds delightful,” said Emily. “I love the sounds of the bugle and the hounds eager to give chase to the wily fox. Did you catch him?”
“Sadly, yes. The end of the chase is always so…final, and somehow disappointing.”
Eustace’s words drew her attention and she noticed his serious expression. She had the feeling he wasn’t talking only about fox-hunts.
The author will be awarding a copy of three of her books (Racing with the Wind, The Holly and the Thistle, and The Shamrock and the Rose) to one randomly drawn commentator during the tour. So comment here and follow along the tour for more entries!
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