I thought we would start this week with a lovely song from a screen version of my favourite fairytale and a few lines from a story where a lady with little by way of fortune finds an unlikely “fairy godmother” who provides her with the opportunity to marry her very own prince, I mean, colonel. 😉
Not an Heiress is part of my Dash of Darcy and Companions collection and is a sequel to Discovering Mr. Darcy. This novella is available as a single title and also as part of Cottage Collection 1.
I would say Not an Heiress falls in the realm of being rom-com and pushes at the upper end of my PG-13 rating since an actual compromise does happen. (Not on the page, but it does happen.)
Currently, you can get Cottage Collection 1 for the same price as Not an Heiress by itself. Cottage Collection 2 is on sale for 40% off at Kobo, so I decided to lower the price of Collection 1 at the same time. More info and links can be found on the Current Book Promotions page.
Shall we start the week with a traditional Irish song and a story excerpt about a couple who is courting? (The courtship in the story turns out better than the one in the song. 🙂 )
The lines from Unravelling Mr. Darcybelow are from when Darcy and Elizabeth meet after Rosings when Elizabeth and Jane are still at the Gardiners.
Darcy’s been given a second chance to win Elizabeth’s heart, and he’s not letting anything stop him from succeeding — not even his tightly wound pride.
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Let’s begin our week with a love song and story pairing, shall we? The moment in the story I’m pairing with this song has been a long time in coming. Both Darcy and Elizabeth wanted this moment to happen five years earlier than it did, but in this variation of their story, it did not happen that way.
The snippet below is from the proposal that happens in chapter one. Yes, you read that correctly. They are going to start this story out with a proposal and then work their way through the reason they had to wait five years for this moment.
Finally Mrs. Darcy is the first book in my Dash of Darcy and Companions Collection and is a stand-alone short and sweet novella.
It is currently free in ebook format at all retailers.
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I’m breaking the every-other-week posting rule again for a very special reason. I have, for the foreseeable future, reduced the price of one of my books to $0.99*.
To give you a taste of the tone of much of this book, I am combining the song and an explanation of the book that I shared (along with a chapter from the book) back in August 2016, with the excerpt from the story which I shared as I was writing it back in July 2015.
Fair warning: Don’t Let Her Be Gone is a sad one that always tends to leave a tear in my eye, which is fitting since Through Every Storm does the same to me when I read it.
The link in the previous paragraph is for the version I listened to on the radio and is sung by Gord Bamford, a Canadian country music singer. I have shared his video below for those who might be able to see it as I can, and I have shared another version of it by Jared Blake below it that I know works in the US. (Zoe Burton checked the link for me. 🙂 Thanks, Zoe!)
I will admit that when this song started playing regularly on the radio, I did not like it. In fact, I can remember whining to a friend that it was “so sad.” But as it played over and over each day as I made supper or did the dishes, I grew to like it — which is a lot like the characters in this week’s featured novella, Through Every Storm.
Lydia and Wickham are easy to dislike. Everyone dislikes them, don’t they? They are horrible, rotten, self-centered individuals….right? Perhaps they were. 😉 However, my challenge in writing this novella was to make them likable. Yes, you heard that correctly, I wished to redeem the unredeemable, so to speak.
But what if after several years of marriage, Wickham has both matured and come to love his wife? What if that wife loves her husband deeply but has not matured as much as he has and still holds on to some scars from her youth? What if she does something which is stupid and justifiably unforgivable by her husband? What if she discovers the truth behind his reason for marrying her — that he was paid to do it? How does a family, for they have two children, weather such storms?
That’s the story you’ll find in Through Every Storm.
It, like the song this week, is sad, but it, unlike the song, ends on a very sweet and hopeful note. I think you’ll be surprised by the characters. I know I was. I came to love them — yes, actually. 🙂 And I’m not alone. I have heard from readers who have also (shockingly) found themselves liking Lydia and Wickham.
There are two places in this story where Wickham finds himself thinking “please don’t let her be gone.” The first time is in chapter one which can be previewed here: Through Every Storm. The second can be found in chapter 9, which is where this excerpt is from:
She took another step away from him. “You fear for my reputation now, but you did not then. Why, George? Why now but not then?”
“Because it matters now, and it should have mattered then.”
“Oh, yes!” she shouted. “It matters now because you know of the children and because your business would suffer!”
Her fists were clenched at her sides, and his stomach roiled at the look of disgust on her face. Desperation clawed at his heart. He was failing. No, he had failed. That which mattered most to him was about to push him out of her life, and he had no idea how to stop her. He could hold her ─ force her to remain ─ but she would only be there in body. He saw her turning from him and grabbed her arm. “Lydia, please. It is not like that.”
She yanked her arm away. “You are not really going to try to tell me that you care for me, are you, George? For I can guarantee, I’ll not be falling for your pretty words again. I’ll not be played the fool any longer.” Tears flowed down her cheeks as she turned and ran from him. She could not bear to hear him say he loved her when she knew it was not true.
Wickham wanted to run after her, to make her understand how much he had changed and how much she now meant to him, but he could not. His feet were rooted to the ground, and he could not seem to draw a full breath. He stood watching her, his heart aching a bit more with each step she took.
“Papa?” A small hand grasped his.
His knees buckled and he sank to the ground.
“Papa?” Louisa grabbed his face and looked at him.
He saw the fear in her eyes and smiled at her. “I am well. I just need a rest.”
She scrunched up her face and looked at him carefully. “You are not well. Mama is not well. And I am going to get help.” Before he could stop her, she had spun on her heels and was running.
“Louisa, come back,” he called as he pulled himself to his feet and soon overtook her. He snatched her up, crushing her to him. “Where are you going?”
“To get Aunt Kitty. She can make Mama feel better, and if Mama feels better, then you will feel better.” She thumped him on the chest. “You should have told her you loved her.” She thumped him again. “You should have told her. Why did you not tell her?”
“She would not have believed me,” he said softly as he stroked her hair.
“You still should have told her.” Her little body trembled as she gulped air between sobs.
[from Through Every Storm]
Now, isn’t that a cheery way to start the week? 😀 I promise my stories always have happy endings, even this one.
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*The link in the intro is to the song on Spotify. This is not an affiliate link. It is just my way of attempting to help out the artists whose music I share.
