Writing with Kaye

Deverell's Dilemma Jacket Cover

2011-12-19T13:45:00.004-06:00

GOOD NEWS. I have just received the jacket cover for my book Deverell's Dilemma. The publisher has even used my title, which they don't often do. I understand it will be available sometime in February 2012 at Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

   It is exciting to finally see it coming together. Can't wait to hold it in my hands.
   Here's a teaser:
   It was just another dinner party until Alexandra shows up, a ravishing auburn-haired beauty. Deverell Bromfield doesn't recognize her as the spindly legged redhead with the fly-away hair he'd known as a youth. He hasn't trusted women since Ariadne threw him over for a viscount. Can he set that aside to pursue the delightful, unpredictable Alexi?
   At last convinced she truly loves him, he wants to marry her, but scandal rocks his family. His brother is accused of murder. Alexi's father forbids the match. Deverell searches for Nat to assure himself the boy is safe. He finds him in the backstreets of London, working in a warehouse. Determined to save him and win Alexi's hand, Deverell sets out to find the real killer only to discover the evidence points to her brother. She is infuriated by his pursuit of her brother.
   The enticing Ariadne, now widowed re-enters Deverell's life with information he needs to prove the real murderer's guilt. Will she lure him back to her arms?
   Deverell is on the horns of a dilemma.

My Favorite Authors Through the Years II

2011-12-01T19:05:00.000-06:00

   Georgette Heyer has been one of my all-time favorites for at least 45 years. I know, I'm giving away my age. She is one of the authors whose books I have collected and re-read several times. My sister-in-law and I discovered them in the library and took great delight in trying to out-do each other in the use of Heyer's famous cant terms. Some of my favorites are 'dicked in the nob', 'faradiddles', and 'make a cake of oneself".
Miss Heyer's use of humor and witty stories along with her description of the Regency period sparked my interest then and still does today. The ball, the dress, the courtly manners drew me right in. But I loved even more the heroines who spoke their minds and ignored the strict rules of the day.
   The irrepressible Leonie and the dangerous Duke of Avon make for an unlikely hero and heroine in These Old Shades, but the story is delightful and one you will long remember. Faro's daughter, The Grand Sophy and Frederica are also enchanting along with the more than fifty books written by Miss Heyer.
    She was a very private person and because of her success was forced to keep her life hidden from the public. Her first novel was published at nineteen, but her breakout book was These Old Shades published in 1926. She was her own greatest critic and would be amazed at the number of people who still read and adore her work. If you like English history you MUST read Georgette Heyer.

My Favorite Authors Through the Years

2011-11-19T12:33:00.001-06:00

HELEN MacINNES
Years ago I read Helen MacInnes. She was born in Scotland lived in England and married an Oxford Don. Later they moved to the United States. Her books were full of intrigue and espionage. Above Suspicion, her first book, was an immediate success and set her on the path to becoming an international best seller.
   I loved her stories set in Greece and Crete after World War II. Decision at Delphi and North from Rome are two. Her descriptions of the area gave you the sense of being there amongst the temples and coliseums. Some of the characters were in more than one book and it was hard to tell if they were friend or foe, but I enjoyed the twists and turns the plots took.
   Several stories were based in England and Europe and dealt with Communism. I've read all her books until some on my shelves are falling apart. The Salsburg Connection and Above Suspicion were made into movies.
MARY STEWART
From England to Crete and everywhere in between Mary Stewart spins tales of intrigue and romance. Mary traveled with her husband, a professor of geology at the University of Edinburgh. Those travels gave her a wealth of knowledge about far off places that filled her stories with realistic backgrounds.
   Romance played a larger part in her stories than in MacInnes', but the suspense kept you turning the pages. From her first book Madam Will You Talk for over thirty years she kept her audience wanting more. Today she is considered the writer who created Romantic Suspense.

Will They or Won't They

2011-07-21T10:36:00.000-05:00

I've been putting most of my time and energy into getting my second manuscript ready to send to my publisher. I took two characters from my first story and wove a romance between them. My critique group helped smoothed out the rough places and and fill in the holes. They are a great bunch of girls and we work hard for each other. Their encouragement is a lifeline.

Now that the manuscript is in the mail the waiting game begins. Will the editors like it or not? That is the BIG question.

In the meanwhile five chapters of my new novel are finished . This one is written in an earlier era, 1200-1300 and it's set in Burgundy and the Middle East. No, it is not about the crusades. It is a love story with a different twist and I am researching diligently. I am a history lover so it has been enjoyable to learn about another time and place.

Regency Romance (part two)

2011-07-15T18:42:00.001-05:00

In Regency times before a man could court a young woman he had to ask her father's permission. The father might ask if the girl was willing and allow her to make the choice. Or he might tell her the young man would be offering for her and she was to accept.

During the courtship the fellow would squire his lady to the theater and other entertainments. After the engagement, stolen kisses, love letters, small gifts and moments alone would be allowed, but a chaperone would be somewhere lurking about. Of course we all know more intimate things did happen, but not in a sweet romance.

The Prince Regent set a rather profligate tone for the era with mistresses and many illegitimate children. Some of the noble families followed his example. Young women were warned to ignore their husband's mistresses.

One of the interesting customs for a married woman was the attachment of men called cisebows. Some husbands did not care for the round of parties and soirees their wives attended so the women had male friends who escorted them. They showered her with flowery compliments and acted the gallant, all with her husband's approval. these relationships were supposed to be platonic, but it does make you wonder.

Regency Romance

2011-05-16T14:41:00.000-05:00

Romance among the upper crust of the Regency was not as romantic as it seemed. Some marriages were predetermined by the parents of the young man and woman, often for financial purposes. Sometimes because of neighboring properties. One family might have money; the other a deteriorating castle or lands. A title might be the reason; a rich baronet's daughter marries the dukes eldest son. In some cases little thought was given to the boy and girl as to whether they would suit or even liked each other.
BALL GOWN
Then there was the 'Season', late January to early July in London. It was really another name for a marriage market. It coincided with Parliament's session. The girls' parents bought them the finest wardrobes their money could buy. Several morning gowns, riding habits, walking dresses, ball gowns, shawl and wraps, gloves, hats etc. There was also the court dress for the presentation to the queen, always the finest and most expensive. It would have been an embarrassment to be seen in the same dress twice, especially ball gowns. Just the excitement of a brand new wardrobe of that magnitude would be enough to set most girls heads spinning.

There were parties, dinners and balls; one was expected to attend one or two crushes each evening. Then there was Almack's. A committee of high- born ladies administered vouchers to those favored to enter it's doors. There a night of dinner and dancing where the cream of the ton, male and female could be found. A voucher was so sought after that the patronesses became very powerful among the ton. Some prerequisites to entree were careful dress, graceful dancing, beauty, wit, and good taste. The cream of Nobility was on parade.

ALMACK'S

The young women would be escorted by their mothers or an older female relative to the parties, etc. They were never allowed on the streets alone, but were escorted by a brother, abigail or other paid servant when shopping, going to the public library or visiting. A young man and woman had to be introduced by a third party known to both, and rarely were they alone together before they were engaged.

More next time on why we find this all so exciting.

A Modern Fairy Tale

2011-04-30T11:06:00.001-05:00

   I've just had this wonderful idea for a story. The hero will be a handsome prince named William, and the heroine a commoner named, hmmm--let's see-- Kate will do. They meet at university and are attracted to each other. She is beautiful and he's down to earth, for a prince.

   Life hasn't been easy for our prince. His parents divorced when he was an adolescent. It was scandalous for a prince and princess of the realm to part. The newspapers were filled the story, and the paparazzi followed his mother everywhere. William hated it for her and himself. He was a private person. A few years later his mother was killed in a tragic car accident. His scars were many and kept deep inside. After all he was a prince. He must carry on.

   The beautiful Kate was born into a family far removed from the spotlight. Her parents both worked for an airline when they met, but later started their own business which soon grew to multi-million dollar status. Life had been simple until university and William. It was flattering and exciting to be wooed by a prince and there was no doubt she deeply cared for him. They developed a close friendship, but did she want to live in the glare of all things royal? For several years their romance was on again, off again. Would she give in to her love for William or pursue her career in her family's business?

   At last love won out and the two were wed in the pomp and circumstance of Westminster Abbey with all of England and half of the United States watching that sweet kiss of the Duke & Duchess of Cambridge from the balcony of Windsor Castle.

   Aaah -- sweet romance --

   OOPS! I think the story has already been told.

The Regency Gentleman

2011-04-22T15:00:00.000-05:00

The rules of the Regency were a myriad of does and don'ts. Even the men did not escape, though they had far more freedom. Remember when you were told the man always walks on the side of the lady closest to the street? In the late 18th and 19th centuries there was a very good reason for that.

Whether dirt or cobbled, the gutters of the streets were filled with refuse of the most disgusting kinds. Rain puddles and horse droppings also pervaded the avenues. Thus the man walked next to the street to protect the lady from splashes of mud and garbage or heaven forbid, a runaway horse-drawn vehicle.

When alone in a carriage with a lady, he must take the seat facing backwards across from her. They may not sit side by side unless they are related.

He must never introduce himself to a female he does not know but must be introduced by a mutual friend or relative. The gentleman is always introduced to the lady, never the other way around.

Education was not compulsory, but most upper class boys attended boarding schools or universities, ie Eton, Cambridge or Oxford. Their studies consisted of the classics, mathematics, history law and philosophy.
Here many made life-long friends.

Away from their homes and the discipline of parents and the guiding hand of a governess or tutor many fell into gambling, drinking and wenching. Thankfully, they matured and went on to become the handsome, debonair heroes of our modern day writers. Unless, of course, you like your hero a bit more mysterious and unpredictable.

Publishing Date

2011-04-03T14:05:00.000-05:00

I have a probable publishing date for my Regency Sweet Romance. February 2012. At this point they couldn't give me a definite time. But I'm excited to know that it's really going to happen, even if it is almost a year away.

Young Women of the Regency

2011-04-01T17:38:00.002-05:00

     The well-bred girls of the nobility and gentry were considered school children until they were seventeen. They dressed simply and were not to speak in public unless spoken to first. Then at eighteen all that would change with their first season in London. There would be new gowns of all descriptions including ball gowns, walking dresses and morning gowns.

     The season began with her debut at St. James Palace. Then an endless round of parties and balls. The desire of every young lady was a voucher to the exclusive Almack's club where she would be seen by the cream of eligible Regency bachelors. To be betrothed at the end of her first season was every girl's dream, although it sometimes took a second and third. It was during this time that families hoped for suitable alliances amongst others of the same class. Wealth might be important, but rank was supreme and a title most desirable. All this was to be accomplished in the five months time.

     For most women, her greatest aim was to be married. Spinsterhood was frowned upon and a single woman's life was bound by many restrictions. She could be 'auntie' to her nieces and nephews or live with her parents. Life had to be lived carefully so that scandal was not brought upon the family. But you can be sure there was some rebels who lived their lives as they saw fit.

Regency England

2011-03-27T22:33:00.003-05:00

     In 1811 King George the third was no longer able to rule England due to his 'madness' now known to be caused by the disease Porphyria. His son George became the Regent, or the ruling power. The period lasted until the death of George the third in 1821 when the Regent became George IV. I have found variations on these dates in different articles and books. Jane Austen began to write her novels in 1797 which is usually included in this era.

     The war with Napoleon was being waged in Europe as well as the American War of 1812 -1814. In 1815, the end of the Napoleonic war, soldiers came home to an economic depression. Riots raged amongst the laboring poor across the country because of unstable prices and working conditions.

     In the midst of all this most of the the nobility continued their lives as usual. The Prince Regent the most extravagant of all. He built luxurious homes including the Pavillions which he regularly redecorated at the slightest whim.

Next time Romance in the Regency.

Historical Fiction and Why it's My Favorite Read

2011-03-18T09:00:00.003-05:00

   I started reading historical novels as a teenager and they are still my favorites. Georgette Heyer is a particular love of mine. Her humor and cant terms of the Regency period in England caught my attention first. Also her grasp of the mores and culture of the time are fascinating to me.

   Then there are the stories of Jane Austen. I have read them all, and I have to admit they are a bit wordy for me. But the stories are delightful and I love the movies that have been made from them. The costumes, the architecture and furnishings all spark my imagination

    Who has not swooned over Colin Firth as the inimitable Mr. Darcy. Or loved Ciaran Hinds as Captain Wentworth in 'Perusasion'. Then there is Hugh Grant and Emma Thompson in 'Sense and Sensibility'.

I could go on and on, but I shall just say these are the reasons I have chosen to write about the Regency Period. I'll tell you more about it next week.

Write-Write-Edit-Edit-Edit

2011-03-11T15:46:00.000-06:00

   While I am waiting to hear from my publisher I am editing,editing, editing my next book. For every word you write you edit three times, at least that's how it seems to me.
   I guess there are some authors, who are so practiced or talented, they can write, edit once and it's done. I am neither practiced or that talented. I am sure I will be editing my book even after that beautiful hardback copy is in my hands.
   I do belong to a wonderful small critique group. I would never have made it this far without them. I am thankful for their gift of seeing forgotten commas, lack of emotion, unnecessary words, etc. They find all these after I have edited the pages at least three times.
   The best thing about this group is we cheer each other on, hold each other's hand in the down times, and celebrate the good times. What a blessing.

The Waiting Game

2011-02-16T08:50:00.000-06:00

   There is nothing like the thrill of 'the call' and signing your first contract. Unless it's the third and the fourth, etc. The shock is simply amazing. It takes days, actually weeks, to come down to earth. Each new step in the process is exciting and a little scary. Will I do it right? My insecurities are showing.
   One morning, you open your e-mail and there is the editorial letter. How many pages? Less than two. Not too bad. Nothing big, just minor stuff. Revisions sent back and accepted. Yeah.
   Now I'm in another waiting period. Waiting to see my manuscript in print. Is that when it becomes real? I'm waiting to see.

New Beginnings

2011-02-02T17:11:00.000-06:00

   There's a new look to my blog, a new energy in my life and a new venture in my writing.
    Late in December, while I was with my critique group, I received a phone call from Avalon Books. Their question took my breath away. "Is your book Deverell's Dilemma still available?" When I could speak I assured her it was. "Would you like a contract with Avalon Books?" Would I like a contract? I could hardly contain myself. "Yes," I gasped. I heard a soft chuckle on the other side of the line.
   Meanwhile my partners were listening intently. When I hung up I was in shock. "They want my book." Pandemonium broke loose. Screaming and jumping and hugs all around. Needless to say not much was accomplished after that. It was days before I could think straight.
It is all a bit surreal yet. Maybe when I get my publishing date or see my book cover I'll believe it. I'll let you know.

2010-12-30T13:41:00.000-06:00

You probably think I dropped off the face of the earth. Not quite, but it seemed like it. I had two surgeries on my knee in 2009. One in Feb. and one in Sept which was a complete replacement. No one wants to hear about another's aches and pains so I'll just say there were several months of complete dedication to therapy and exercises. Some days were better than others. I was able to write some of the time. In the late summer 2010 my critique group began to meet again. I finished another Regency sweet romance. Although there is editing to do, the story is all in my computer. I think I have my life back. It is a good feeling.

After Christmas letter

2010-01-14T11:56:00.006-06:00

It came this morning. Aunt Maisie's 'After Christmas Letter'. She's not really my aunt. We lived next door to her when I was growing up. and she's kept in touch all these years. She must be well into her eighties, but she lives alone and is still spry and needle-witted. Her lively imagination used to fill our childish minds with stories both delightful and humorous. I thought you might like to share her letter, so get a cup of something hot and curl-up in a comfy chair.

Dear Sissy,

Hope yer family is fine. I'm good fer my age. Everythaing still works. You'll never guess what I got fer Christmas. I said you'd never guess. In a white box on my tree amongst the popcorn and paper chains was a present from Santa. When I opened the package and pulled away the red tissue there they were. My two front teeth. I remember writin' to the ol' codger when I was six and askin' fer them, but I never got 'em til they growed in on their own that spring. Now I'm a wonderin' is Santa that fur behind or did the post office mess up agin?

Acshully if there been a way to make 'em stick to my gums I coulda used them fer Christmas dinner. I'd jest got a new set of false teeth two months ago and my uppers got lost. Well, not egsactly lost. You know Maybelle, my oldest. She's named fer me, but my family always called me Maisie. Anyway she come over a couple of days afore Christmas to help out, she said. What she meant was that I don't keep house good enuf fer her so she'd come to clean. She whirled through the living room with her white cloths and pail of cleanin' stuff. Then she whirled down the hall and inta the bedroom. I could hear her muttering. "She must be gettin' blind. Look at all the dust."

I went inta the kitchen to fix some tea. My gums were ahurtin' so I lay my uppers on the kitchen winder sill and put the kettle on. Bout that time Maybelle comes whirlin' in and starts sprayin' and scrubbin'. Would you believe it? She even cleaned the top of the icebox. Who's gonna see the top of the icebox? Maybe my grandson, Lem. He's growed real tall. I don't think you ever met him. He's a basketball star at his high school. Good lookin' boy, but he ain't gonna care if the the top of that icebox is clean or not, as long as it's got plenty of food inside. Well, anyway, Maybelle was a scrubbin out the sink and the teakettle went off. While I was makin' the tea she cleaned off the winder sill. Everythang went into the trash. She took it out, throwed it in the incinerator and lit it.

Well, she were real sorry and promised to have some teeth made fer me, but they won't be in 'til after New Years. I gummed down my Christmas dinner, but I'll sure be glad to have my uppers back.

Give my love to your family, even thet husband or yers. Never could understand why you married him.

luv,
Aunt Maisie

PS You know I was joshun' about your husband. You jest love on him and yer kids. Teach them younguns to honor God and His Word. In the end they'll turn out jes fine.

Come into my pictures and join me for a moment

2009-08-10T22:09:00.002-05:00

Words and Images

2009-08-07T18:41:00.005-05:00

The goal of the writer is to create an image in your mind that grabs your emotions. A photographer wants to capture an image that creates a story and pulls you into the picture.

I have read from early childhood. some of my fondest memories are of the library in my home town. I would take home as many books as they would allow. I not only read, but I would lay awake at night and make-up stories in my head. I never dreamed I would someday put my stories on paper.

A few years ago I discovered the fun and excitement of taking pictures. The new digitals make it so easy. I came by the love of photography naturally as my parents had a portrait studio for a short period of time after World War II.

They started their business in our home. We were people in a lower income bracket and the cost of a studio was out of the question. You've heard of starting on a shoestring? I remember my father digging out our cellar and putting up walls to make a darkroom for developing pictures under our house.

I was only nine years old so I don't know the technical terms for his equipment but I do remember the spotlights and large portrait camera set up in our living room when clients were expected. Sometimes he let me look in the camera , which showed the people upside down. I couldn't figure out how the picture came out right side up, but it always did. He took family and glamour shots. He practiced on my mom, brother, myself and our friends. Even our three cats.

I loved to go with him into the dark room and watch him develop the pictures. To my young mind it was magic to see him place a plain sheet of paper in a solution and watch the images appear. On some pictures he used an enlarger to magnify the scene. They would be hung up to dry then trimmed with a sharp cutter.

It's a lot like writing. You bring the characters together, swish them around in the plot. Move them from situation to situation with care. You magnify the relationship between the hero and heroine and cut away the extra words and unneeded scenes. There it is, a beautifully done manuscript waiting for the world to read.

Writing or taking pictures I am creating something and that brings me joy and satisfaction.

Blogging

2009-08-01T19:44:00.002-05:00

Another venture into the crazy world of computers and the internet. To those of us who used radios and record players this is a big step.

I've been told if you are going to write novels and risk entering the wide world of publishing you must have a blog. Thrust your name out into the world. Allow people to know who you are and what you do (or in my case hope to do).

Last year my grandson plunged out of an airplane for the thrill of skydiving. I'm not sure about the thrill, yet, but it took about that much courage for me to try blogging.
I never intended to write anything. I'd rather pick up a phone than write a letter. I wrote the monthly checks and the grocery list. When I went back to college at fifty-two I dreaded the professor's words, ' There'll be a 1000 word term paper this semester.' I really had to stretch to make it happen.

To some of you this will sound silly, even a little unbalanced. But those of you who write stories of any kind or length will understand. A tragic figure in a movie I saw in 2005 inspired me to write. How could I leave this poor fellow alone and hiding. I had to give him hope and love. And so my writing career began. I wrote all hours of the day and night, and when I wasn't at the computer I was thinking of my next chapter. You have to have a supportive husband to do this. When I finished the book of 50,000 words I went into mourning. Now what would I do? I shall write a 'Son of'' sequel. Another 48,000. All those words without any understanding of what makes good writing today.

That's when I found Ozarks Romance Authors. A group of writers, who inspite of their name write in every genre. I was also blest to find a critique group of wonderful ladies who have helped me grow in knowledge. Alas, my first two books are still on my shelf needing a great deal more editing. Someday, maybe.

I am now writing sweet Regency romance. Unfortunately the muse is periodic and it takes a little more time to be creative, but I still love it and can't think of a better way to spend my time.