Today, I thought I would share the last video that I added to my Music Meets Movies YouTube playlist today. Now, I like country music — the newer style stuff, the stuff that is less “twangy,” — but this video was just so enjoyable and the song lyrics are just story-inspiring (IMO) that I couldn’t resist adding it to my list. So give it a listen and read on to see what is happening in my writing life.
wantingyounear. “Pride and Prejudice – She’s More.” YouTube, YouTube, 7 Apr. 2008, youtu.be/LNiXUFSqexk.
This past week was a tad on the frustrating side as far as getting work done. There were a number of things that “popped up” and demanded attention. Some of which were really fun like the Thursday evening supper out and drive to Peggy’s Cove at sunset with my husband followed by an after-dark walk along the Halifax Waterfront. Others were not as enjoyable 🙂
(But then, what is as enjoyable as spending time with the guy you love?)
All of these unexpected things meant that almost all of Unravelling Mr. Darcy still needs first round edits — I only got one chapter done –, and my word count on the new story was a good bit lower than I had hoped it would be. However, I did get some words written, and I am going to share a portion of those words with you below this short writing news section.
On the non-writing-related side of life, I have a couple of day trips coming up, so I already know this will be a less productive week. However, I’ll do my best to find time to write so that I have something to share with you next week.
Now, to share the last bit of what I wrote this week. This story is still the one that I plan to post on Thursdays here on the blog as soon as With the Colonel’s Help is finished.
AN EXCERPT FROM Confounding Caroline:
“Why were you looking for me tonight?” Darcy asked before Richard could continue down a road that Darcy was certain he did not wish to have traversed.
Richard lifted his glass. “A drink, a game of billiards, some conversation, and a comfortable bed.”
Darcy’s lips twitched. “There are beds at Matlock House that are quite comfortable. In fact, there is one there reserved for you.”
“There is also one at Darcy House.” He consumed what remained in his glass. “However, your home lacks one thing that my parents’ house does not.”
“Your mother?” Darcy asked with a grin.
“Precisely. I had no desire to hear her concerns regarding my lack of a wife.” He placed his glass on the table next to Darcy’s and lay a hand on his cousin’s shoulder for a moment. “If you will forget family expectations and for once pursue your own happiness, then, I might be inspired to do the same, and my mother will be delighted.” He continued as Darcy rose from his chair, ready to take his leave, “Do you know how many times I have heard Father and Mother speaking about how they wish to see you happy?” He chuckled as Darcy shook his head. “Neither do they, but it is a great number, to be sure. They will be pleased for you. It is only Aunt Catherine who might pose an issue. But then, when is she not posing an issue?”
Darcy and Bingley both chuckled along with Richard. Lady Catherine was known for voicing her opinion about many things quite loudly, and the more her opinion was ignored, as it often was by her brother, the more vocal she would become until eventually, her arguments would expire in a huff.
“It is not only Lady Catherine about whom you need worry,” said Bingley. “I have a sister who is not easily dissuaded and intent on securing Pemberley.”
Richard shook his head. “Is she still at that?”
“Stubborn, is she not?” Bingley said as he nodded his answer to Richard’s question.
“Extremely,” Darcy muttered.
Richard clapped him on the shoulder. “We should take our leave unless you wish to encounter her tonight.”
“You will contact Colonel Forrester?” Bingley asked as they moved into the corridor.
“I will send him a letter tomorrow, and I am certain Darcy will see that it travels by express?”
Darcy rolled his eyes. If there was one thing that Richard was good at, aside from his role as Colonel, it was weaseling out of extra expenditures. For one who had grown up in a house filled with plenty, he had a miserly bent and an eye for investment to increase his holdings. A strategic mind, he called it and said it was what made him proficient in his profession.
“I will call for you tomorrow before I head to Cheapside to call on Miss Bennet,” Bingley said to Darcy as they reached the front door.
“Cheapside?” Richard whistled low. “You do mean to disappoint the family.” He laughed and slapped his cousin on the back.
“It is where her uncle lives. She is a gentleman’s daughter,” Darcy argued.
Richard moved down the steps briskly and prepared to mount his horse. “You may tell me all her excellent qualities over a game of billiards.” He swung up into his saddle and with a salute was off.
“You know you will have to tell him everything, do you not?” Bingley asked.
Darcy nodded. Along with having a miserly streak, Richard Fitzwilliam was also persistent, and much like a starving dog might latch onto a piece of meat and refuse to let go, if there was something that Darcy’s cousin wished to know, he was going to discover it using whatever means he could. “As long as he lends his help, I will bare my very soul.”
“Thank you,” Bingley said as Darcy climbed into his carriage, “for telling me about Miss Bennet’s call and all.”
Darcy leaned forward in his seat so that he could see out the door to where his friend stood. “It is I who should thank you first, for not tossing me out and then, for helping me to see reason.”
“My happiness could not be complete without yours,” Bingley said. “And we will find ourselves happy, in spite of my sister.”