This duo contains the Dash of Darcy novellas Discovering Mr. Darcy and Unravelling Mr. Darcy. This is the first time that these two novellas have been available in a “combo pack,” and for this weekend only (Feb. 16-19,2018) it will be available on both Kindle and Kobo for the sweet price of $2.99 USD (Prices reduced worldwide dependent on currency). After this weekend, the price will go up to its regular price of $4.99. So, if you have not yet picked up these two novellas, now is your chance to get both for the price of one!
For those not yet familiar with my Dash of Darcy stories, these novellas range from about 20,000 to 25,000 or just slightly more words and answer the question “what if Darcy and Elizabeth’s story took a different path to happily ever after?” Each story in this collection will depart from the original work, Pride and Prejudice, at some specific point in that story’s timeline, and while some parts of the continuation may mirror the original, most will not because these tales are reimaginings and not retellings.
Because this month’s featured book is actually a pair of books, this post is going to be a bit long. I will begin by sharing a short description and an excerpt from Discovering Mr. Darcy and follow that with the short description and an excerpt from Unravelling Mr. Darcy.
Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery. I quit such odious subjects as soon as I can, impatient to restore everybody not greatly in fault themselves to tolerable comfort and to have done with all the rest.
I have chosen to pick up that pen and continue the stories of various Austen characters who were at fault in some way in Miss Austen’s novels in my Other Pens Collection of books. In these stories of redemption and reformation, I do not look to dwell on the characters’ guilt and misery so much as help them find a way to overcome their failing and find their own happiness.
This month’s Friday Feature, which is on sale in the KINDLE STORE this weekend, is one of these stories.
ABOUT THE BOOK:
Forced to marry. Deeply in love. If only each knew the other’s heart.
A gambler, a profligate and forcibly married to the silly daughter of a country gentleman, no one expected George Wickham to amount to much, nor did they expect him to fall deeply in love with his wife. When that wife takes an unplanned trip in the company of another gentleman, leaving Wickham and her children behind, he will be forced to face his fears and fight for those he holds dear.
When her funds run low, Lydia Wickham chooses to travel to Derbyshire to seek help from her sister. What she finds when her husband arrives to take her home is not the kind of help she expected, but exactly the kind she needs. Will she be able to overcome her shortcomings and prove herself worthy of the one person she cannot bear to disappoint?
Through Every Storm is part of Leenie Brown’s Other Pens Collection of books that picks up the storytelling pen where Jane Austen put it down. If you like well-written stories of sweet redemption, then you will love this story about a couple whom everyone discarded as hopeless finding the help they need to save their love and claim a happily ever after that seemed lost forever.
So, put the kettle on, pick up your copy of Through Every Storm, and step into a sweet romance, set eight years after the close of Pride and Prejudice, that is filled with trials and fears and tinged with the vibrant hues of hope, redemption, and love that is worth fighting for.
Wickham had slept, but it had been fitful at best. He pulled out his watch fob. One more hour, one more hour and they would be on their way. He paced the length of his bedchamber, his stocking clad feet making a soft padding sound as he paced. His boots stood ready by the door; his bag was packed and waiting. Fifteen minutes, fifteen minutes and Denny would join him to break his fast. Five more minutes of pacing and turning over what he needed to do in his mind. He checked his watch one more time; then, he straightened his cravat, slipped into his coat and tugged on his boots before proceeding down the hall to his wife’s room. There, he gave a loud knock before throwing the door open and striding into the room.
Lydia shot up in bed, clutching the blankets to her. “George!” she squealed. “You gave me such a fright. What do you mean disturbing my sleep so early?”
“We leave in less than an hour. If you wish to dress and eat before entering the carriage, I suggest you get out of bed now.” He spun on his heels and strode out of the room, leaving a gaping and sputtering Lydia.
“Good morning, Wickham,” said Denny as they descended the stairs. “I see you have taken to my method of rousing the wicked.” Denny laughed and smacked Wickham on the back.
Wickham smiled. “Seems effective.” He could hear his wife banging about in her room.
Denny and Wickham were the first to enter the breakfast room and hungrily filled their plates from the steaming serving dishes on the sideboard. They were both halfway through their plates and on their second cup of coffee when Lydia stomped into the room.
“Good morning, Lydia. Nice of you to join us,” said Denny.
“As if I had a choice.” Lydia rattled the plates and clanked the serving spoons to show her disgust as she filled her plate.
“You had a choice. Eat or go hungry.” Wickham spread jam on his toast. “If you break the dishes, you will pay for them. I will not. I suggest you swallow your annoyance and start acting like a lady instead of a spoiled child. Good morning, Darcy, Mrs. Darcy.”
Lydia huffed once again and sat her plate down on the table rather heavily while shooting her husband an obvious look of displeasure.
“You are off early this morning?” Darcy asked.
“Yes, there are bills to be paid. Mr. Hamilton is expecting Lydia to report for work this afternoon.”
The cup of tea Lydia was lifting to her lips stopped in mid-air and slowly moved back down to the table. “Mr. Hamilton? Work?”
“You remember Mr. Hamilton, do you not? He is the owner of the inn that you left without paying.” Wickham forced himself to calmly sip his coffee. “Denny and I have made arrangements for you to work off your bill since your allowance seems to have already been spent.”
Wickham finished the last of his toast and coffee. “You will want to hurry if you wish to pack before we leave.”
“Is there not someone to do that for me?”
“No. I have informed Darcy’s housekeeper that her staff have done quite enough for you already. After all, you did arrive unannounced. It is the least you can do.”
Wickham could see Lydia’s ire beginning to bubble up. He steeled himself for the coming storm.
“You want me to pack my own things?”
“And carry them to the carriage.” Wickham’s face was implacable, though, his insides churned.
“Do you wish me to drive the carriage as well?” Lydia was on her feet leaning across the table towards her husband.
“If I thought you could manage it. But, I would like both you and the carriage to return home unharmed.”
Lydia was well and truly beside herself. She stamped her foot and crossed her arms. “And if I do not wish to do those things and work at an inn?”
Wickham pulled a small notebook and pencil from his pocket. He opened it to a clean page and wrote the date.
“What is that?” Lydia demanded.
“And what is it for?” She eyed him warily.
“It is to be an account of your behaviour. We do have a review of your agreement coming in six months. I would like to think that I would remember every detail between now and then, but I do not wish to risk missing some important point. So, what should I write? Shall I write that you refused to accomplish your first task?” Wickham cocked an eyebrow and stared at Lydia.
Lydia flopped into her chair and glared at him.
Wickham held her gaze and tapped his pencil on the page. “I really do need an answer, my dear.”
“Fine. I will pack my own things and carry them down. Happy?” She spat the words at him.
Wickham scratched a note into his journal, then looked at her. “Nothing about this situation makes me happy, Lydia.” He tried to keep the pain he was feeling from tinging his voice, but to those who were listening, it was there. He stood. “I will see to the carriage and horses. We leave on the hour. Be ready.”
This month’s Friday Feature is actually two book in one — for the price of one! This weekend, December 15-17, 2017, A Dash of Darcy Duo 1 will be on sale for just $2.99 (regular price is $4.99). As with other Friday Features, this is a Kindle only sale.
There is a meme I have seen that says: I like short books, and I cannot lie… Ok, that’s not how the meme actually reads, 😉 but it is how it needs to read if it is to be true for me. I simply love well-written novellas or short novels. In fact, I go looking for novellas. For me, a novella is just the right length to be started and finished in one sitting. Since I tend to write what I like — short and sweetly diverting tales–, this love of well-done quick reads spurred me to start my Dash of Darcy Stories Collection as well as my Dash of Darcy Companion Stories Collection.
My Dash of Darcy stories range from about 20,000 to 25,000 or just slightly more words and answer the question “what if Darcy and Elizabeth’s story took a different path to happily ever after?” Each story in this collection will depart from the original work, Pride and Prejudice, at some specific point in that story’s timeline, and while some parts of the continuation may mirror the original, most will not because these tales are reimaginings and not retellings.
I have paired my first two Dash of Darcy stories in this first duo. Because this book is actually a pair of books, this post is going to be a bit long. I will begin by sharing a short description and an excerpt from Finally Mrs. Darcy and follow that with the short description and an excerpt from Waking to Mr. Darcy.
Happy Monday! Today, I decided to share a song because, well, it has just been stuck in my head a lot lately. It is just one of those that sticks. I love this group’s music. And even though this has a more traditional country sound to it, I like it, which is not always the case for me. But then it has such fantastic lyrics which I am certain plays almost as big a part in my liking it as the rhythm and melody. Although I did not choose the song to have a connection to what I have been writing this week, I think I can make one.
Highvalleymusic. “High Valley – I Be U Be (Official Music Video).” YouTube. YouTube, 07 Apr. 2017. Web. 08 Apr. 2017.
This week, I reached what I think is the end of Not an Heiress. It still needs an epilogue and would have one by now, but I ended up with a touch of the flu and had to take a day off from writing. (That was not easily done 😉 )
In this story, the hero, Richard, and the heroine, Mary, are really opposites when you consider them separately. She is bent on propriety, and he is more willing to have some fun. However, they blend together into something unique and strong. They have a passionate love that overcomes her propriety, and they both have a desire to help those who are less fortunate. And though, they, at first, think they cannot be together, it becomes obvious that their love is not going to just fade away and be replaced by another. Thankfully, Lady Catherine guesses that they love each other and forces the issue, so the coming together of the two happens more rapidly than it would have otherwise. And it is a sweet relationship that they have! I can see Richard singing this song to Mary. It seems to echo what his thoughts of Mary are.
In addition to finishing the main portion of Not an Heiress, I also completed the line edits of Discovering Mr. Darcy. And, just now, late on Sunday evening, I have just submitted my ebook files for review to all my retailers for a short preorder. The release day for the ebook book is April 18, 2017. (Print will probably be about a week later.)
Tomorrow, it is my turn to post on Austen Authors, where I will be sharing an excerpt from Discovering Mr. Darcy and talking about short stories/novellas a bit. And there is a chance to win an ebook copy. I hope you drop by and say hi!
Before I post an excerpt of what I wrote this week, I thought I would share the cover images for Discovering Mr. Darcy and Not an Heiress.
And now for a bit of what I wrote this week. Remember, this is from the end of the book so it will contain spoilers. It is a bit shorter of an excerpt to hopefully avoid any major reveals. Read at your own risk. 🙂
Sometimes a scene or a melody, a lyric or a bit of conversation is all that is needed to spark the imagination. Other times it is just simple curiosity asking questions. And still other times, it is rest and relaxation that renew the ability to create. This week, I took some time to refresh my imagination.
Timjanisreocrds. “Peaceful Music, Relaxing Music, Instrumental Music “Beautiful World” by Tim Janis.” YouTube. YouTube, 16 Feb. 2017. Web. 25 Feb. 2017.
An exercise I like to do when I come across a lovely piece of music with such gorgeous pictures to accompany it (like the video above), is to add people to the scene. Is there a delivery boy running down that street with a knapsack on his back, late and fearful of punishment? Is there a girl similar to Miss Morland sitting in the shade of that tree as the house and windmill stand watch in the distance? Is there a child with a basket gathering flowers in the forest? Who waits inside that cottage with the lantern lit and for whom are they waiting? What stories do you see in the pictures and hear in the music as it swells and soften?
I freely admit that I struggle with taking time to refresh. I see goals and tasks laid out before me, and I tend to push my wants and desires down beneath the feelings of responsibility. This enables me to get a good deal of work accomplished even when I do not feel like working, but it also makes it difficult for me to take the time necessary to step back and breath before plunging into the next item on that never-ending to-do list.
However, there comes a time when the mind begins to get weary and the benefit of taking some time to refresh is greater than the need to push on and complete a project (or begin a new one). I hit that wall at the end of last week. I have just recently published a book and completed a new manuscript for a short novella. My brain was tired. It needed to rest. I fought the need for a couple of days (I’m no quitter, you see 😉 ), but eventually, I could no longer deny the need to just relax.
What did I do while relaxing? I watched some tv. I read a book. I listened to some podcasts and to Sense and Sensibility on audiobook. And as my few days of forced r&r drew to an end, I allowed myself to write a couple of short things — nothing associated with any current projects. [One of those short things, Love is Patient, has been added to my short stories collection which you can find at this link.]
It was refreshing! I am certain I could have used a few more days of rest, but those deadlines on the calendar could only be ignored for so long. I have begun work once again on the manuscript that I recently finished. It needs a second going over before I send it to my first reader to get her feedback on the story’s plot. I have also continued with my re-read of Listen to Your Heart in preparation for that second anthology of books that I want to make. I have not started any new projects — or at least, I don’t think I have. You see, one of the things I wrote this week was an idea I had about a year ago for an alternate scene in Mansfield Park. As I finished writing that scene, I realized that it might not be just a scene. It might be the beginning of a longer story. How long? I am not certain. I am not even certain that I feel fit to tackle it at present — I think it needs a bit longer to rattle around in my brain, to grow and shift and expand in form if it thinks it is going to be made into a longer work.
So, that leaves me with the question of what to share today. First, there is the link above to a short story for your reading enjoyment. And then there is this. The first chapter of Discovering Mr. Darcy as it currently looks after a second pass through. Continue reading Music Monday: Beautiful World, Tim Janis
In this week’s Music Monday post, I am sharing a bit about what I did with my writing time this past week as well as a story snippet and a fun video that I think sums up how Elizabeth feels in the excerpt when she figures out exactly where she is. Enjoy! And have a great Monday!
This week has been a low word count week for writing. There were other things that needed doing. One of the things that I did was create a new cover for
One of the things that I did was create a new cover forSo Very Unexpected. I had one that I was using as I was writing and editing the book, but I wasn’t completely happy with it. I am much better pleased with this new cover. At the same time, I also created a cover for At All Costs and for the bundled Willow Hall Romance series. I have also started working on the print cover for So Very Unexpected as well as getting final file formats started. I should have my last edits back this week and NEXT Tuesday, the book should be published in ebook format with print being ready shortly after.
Part of my writing time this week was devoted to the new story I have started and the other part was given to preparing an Austen Author’s post for next Tuesday. The first draft of that post is ready, but it still needs graphics. And I must decide if I am going to do a giveaway.
One reason I did not get as much story written this week is that I have hit a wall of thinking (which means I must be at least halfway through as that is where this wall usually hits). There are details that need to be considered. So while my brain works on those things, I did some reading and a bit of planning. Between this and the graphic work for the covers, my brain is feeling nearly ready to tackle those decisions.
2Cellos. “2CELLOS – Shape Of My Heart [OFFICIAL VIDEO].” YouTube. 09 Dec. 2014. Web. 08 Jan. 2017.
Happy Monday! Isn’t this a beautiful piece of music to start the week? It is one of my favourites to listen to while writing. (Yes, I know I have a lot of favourites, but they are all so good. 🙂 )
I chose to feature this video today for a couple of reasons that are related to what I was working on this week. First, the plucking of the strings makes me think of traveling by horse or carriage and the constant clip-clop of hooves as you roll or ride along for hours. There was a good deal of travel in what I was writing this week because Bingley had some business to take care of.
Second, the visuals of floating and burning papers made me think of things happening in the plot. The business our hero left to complete was not of a pleasant nature, and it was the sort of which you do not really wish to have documentation. (Yes, I am talking about Bingley as the hero here. There is something surprising hidden behind that pleasant exterior.)
I finished the story except for an epilogue, and, thanks to the help of a reader and friend on Facebook, I have a title for this fourth book in the Willow Hall Romance series. Yay! The title is At All Costs, and I think it fits perfectly since the story, both for the hero and one of the “villains” (yes, one of them — there are several that cause trouble), is a story of fighting for and protecting your love at all costs.
I plan to write the epilogue in a few weeks after I have edited So Very Unexpected. That book is slated to be published on February 14, 2017, so I am busy doing the first round of edits so that I can send it to my first reader, fix what she tells me, and then send it on to my proofreaders/copy editors. This means the story has disappeared from the blog, but I have left a link to a two chapter preview on my Leenie B Books page. I am enjoying going back to this story after being away from it for about two months. I still love Lydia!
I believe that is all the writing news I have for you today. This week, I will be editing and working on my Austen Author’s blog post for next Tuesday (which will feature a giveaway). Enjoy your week! Hopefully, you will get to stop by the blog on Wednesday and Thursday for a lovely painting and a full chapter of At All Costs.
EXCERPT FROM At All Costs: *Contains spoilers and a cliffhanger. 🙂 *
The sun was setting as Bingley and Richard wound their way through the streets of London. They had paused long enough upon arrival to leave their bags at Bingley’s townhouse and for Bingley to stop at his solicitor’s office to check on the progress of marriage papers and a special license. Now, however, he and Richard had left the favourable portion of town and were slowly making their way down toward the river.
Bingley waved to some chap who was seated on a crate marking things off in his notebook.