Wednesday, March 27, 2019

What Are You Reading? ~ Mar. 27, 2019

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What are you Reading?  Let me know what your current read is, what you recently finished reading, and what you plan on reading next! 

Here's my list: 

Currently Reading:

I'm reading Before I Let Go by Marieke Nijkamp. It's ok so far. Corey goes home after being gone for 7 months. Her best friend, Kyra, is dead and everyone is treating Corey as an outsider. It's all kind of strange. Why is everyone on the little town of Lost Creek acting so weird? Hopefully, all will become clear as the mystery of why Kyra died is solved. 

I didn't pick up Pride and Prejudice this week, but I need to get back into it, so I'll have it finished before the next JASNA reading group meeting! :)

Recently Finished:

I finished The Help by Kathryn Stockett. I LOVED it! It was just so good! 5 Stars!

What's Next? 

I'm thinking about reading a post-apocalyptic or dystopian. Any suggestions? 

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So, tell me, what are you reading?

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

The Flight Path Less Traveled Blog Tour! ~ Guest Post, Excerpt & Giveaway!

Hello, my friends! I'm delighted to have Leigh Dreyer visiting today with her new book The Flight Path Less Traveled which is the second book in her Pride in Flight Books! She is also offering an e-copy to one of my readers! Details for the giveaway are at the bottom of the page! 

Hello, amazing readers! First off, I want to thank Candy for hosting me! I love watching So Little Time... during book launches and am so honored to be here.

I wanted to write a little about some of the new characters in
The Flight Path Less Traveled. In the first book, I kept very true to Pride and Prejudice and the characters there, however, after the events at the end of The Best Laid Flight Plans, Elizabeth has some new trials which demand a new cast of characters. I will try to avoid spoilers but just be warned, that some of the events of book one may become obvious after reading this article, so if you haven’t finished The Best Laid Flight Plans yet, nows the time to escape! The characters I want to introduce are Hetty Bates and Mrs. Jennings. You might recognize some favorites in that group, but let’s start with Ms. Bates.

Hetty Bates is Elizabeth’s new physical therapist. Let me begin by giving you a little background information about myself. I have an autoimmune disease that has required physical therapy every week or two for the last seven years, so I have a tremendous amount of respect for the physical therapists I have worked with. When I thought through the possibilities of Elizabeth receiving physical therapy, the character I jumped to first was Miss Bates from Emma. I wanted someone who was naturally caring, who truly loves the people around her, and wants the best for people. Austen’s Miss Bates is a little flightier than the Hetty Bates from my novel, but she really had the perfect foundations for exactly what I wanted. If I could have anyone play Hetty Bates, DPT in a movie, I would love Octavia Spencer. Someone feisty and fun, but that cares deeply about Elizabeth and her success. Someone who can give Elizabeth wisdom learned from her father, a former Reverend.  I loved writing her!

Mrs. Jennings is Elizabeth’s new behavioral therapist. Mrs. Jennings is slightly based on a previous therapist of my own. She was one of the sweetest ladies I’ve ever met, but also a little silly. For Elizabeth, I needed someone who could take charge and kind of punch Elizabeth out of her rut, but also someone who had a sincerity that Elizabeth could not question. The best therapists I’ve had have this amazing way of getting me to recognize the right answer for myself rather than spoon-feeding it to me. They helped me work through my problems and feelings without ­beating myself up. One thing I do like about Austen’s Mrs. Jennings is for all her ridiculous gossiping, she does care for those around her and attempts to provide the Dashwood girls with opportunities beyond their means. Marianne and Elinor figure out the solutions to their problems around her in the novel occasionally with her gentle probing (here’s looking at you Colonel Brandon!).

I have loved the opportunity that writing The Flight Path Less Traveled has given me to go back through and get to know Hetty Bates and Mrs. Jennings again. They are such close friends now that I’ll be seriously depressed if I need to give them up for Came a Flight Gently (book 3 in the series).  

Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the book! Tell me what other Jane Austen character you would love to see in a future book. I’d love to find some great suggestions for the team in book 3.

The Flight Path LESS Traveled
by Leigh Dreyer

In this modern Pride and Prejudice continuation and sequel to The Best Laid Flight Plans, 2nd Lieutenant Elizabeth Bennet and Captain William Darcy are facing trials after the events of Elizabeth’s last flight. Darcy’s proposal lingers between them as Elizabeth becomes almost single sighted to her rehabilitation and her return to pilot training. A secret is revealed to Elizabeth about Mr. and Mrs. Bennet’s past that throws all she has known to be true into a tail spin. The romance between our hero and heroine begins to blossom through military separations, sisterly pranks, and miscommunications. Can Darcy and Elizabeth come together or will flying in the Air Force keep them apart?

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Here's an excerpt from Chapter 17:

     Thanksgiving dinner had been wrought with danger. After their arrival, the elder Mr. and Mrs. Bingley looked down their noses at Netherfield. The couch was too old, that framed art too gauche, and the drapery was all wrong. Susan Bingley had promptly called her interior designer and set up an online meeting for Jane the next day. Does she not comprehend that her son is only leasing the house?

     David Bingley had immediately pressed for the liquor cabinet and bemoaned the lack of Cambridge Distillery vodka for five minutes before mixing himself a dry Beefeater gin martini and loudly elucidating the floral hints of his drink which Elizabeth suspected was in fact gin with an olive.

     “Have you had the bespoke small batch Cambridge?” David asked Thomas who had found amusement observing the ridiculous complaints of his posh counterpart.

     “Always been more of an Oxford man myself.”

     David looked confused but pressed forward, despite the strange comment.

     “I have a few bottles of the anty gin, you know,” said David in between drinks. “They distill the essence of ants to achieve the taste. Phenomenal.”

     “Ants?” Lydia crinkled her face in disgust. “And you drink it?”

     “Of course, it has interesting citrus notes. Truly unexplainable without tasting it yourself—almost like lemon.” David stood wistfully swirling his glass. “You would drink lemonade, wouldn’t you?”

     “Without bugs in it.”

     David laughed. “I’ll admit I thought it was a little strange at first. My prize though are two bottles of the Watenshi. Do you know very much about Japanese alcohol, Tom?”

     Thomas Bennet, who had never been called Tom in his life, smiled widely. “Not since an unfortunate sake incident in college. I believed a waitress infatuated with me until I was informed that I was quite mistaken. Fortunately, I had the rest of the bottle to help me forget her with only a headache the next morning.”

     “That reminds me of a couple glasses of Tanqueray in my twenties…” David continued in his attempts to discuss the finer points of his experiences with various London based gins; Mr. Bennet kept up his part of the conversation, but David needed little encouragement to continue. After several minutes, Mark Hurst joined his father-in-law at the cabinet, poured himself a rum and Coke, and nodded his agreement while blandly evaluating the glassware.

     Caroline and Louisa, meanwhile, had stationed themselves in Caroline’s room where they likely gossiped cruelly about the Bennets in the hour before dinner. Luckily for Jane, the Bennets were on their best behavior. Even Lydia, who in past years was sent on last-minute shopping trips for “necessary” ingredients to get her out of the house and decrease the inhabitants’ headaches, was pleasant.

     The sisters talked about the high school’s Turkey Bowl, how Kitty had found a new job, and Mary’s newest attempts to bring Longbourn into the technological age.

     “I heard about the new website,” said Darcy while walking through the living room on an errand from Jane.

     Mary sat up straighter on the couch. “It’s not only a website. It’s an app, a booking system, and guest survey. It will not only bring us into the modern era, a feat which rivals David battling Goliath, but it will make us actually competitive with nearby bed and breakfasts. You would be shocked by the systems some of the inns near San Antonio have and they are charging three to four times more per night than we are for inferior quality rooms, staff, and food.”

     “Mary is very passionate about our work, Captain Darcy. I’m sure you can understand that yourself coming from a farm turned into another enterprise,” said Fanny Bennet.

     On the other side of the kitchen door, Elizabeth finished slicing the bread and raised her eyebrows at the thought of the Pemberley she had visited being compared in any way to Longbourn; Darcy was much pleasanter than Elizabeth could have ever imagined when he responded.

     “I know you’re younger than Elizabeth, but how much longer do you have in your program? I assume you’re doing business online?”

     “I want to go to school, of course, but with Jane and Elizabeth in college and Lydia in high school, Kitty and I needed to work the Inn for a little while…” her voice trailed off. She bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes avoiding Darcy’s.

     “Mary, I’m sure with your expertise, Longbourn will see increased profits and better-quality bookings. I’m sure you are one hundred percent comfortable with whatever software system you have chosen, but if you have any questions, I have a cousin in the tech field who would love to talk to someone as passionate as you are about this subject. I’ll put you in touch with him.”

     Elizabeth could hear him leave the room and the door closing behind him while the hum of her family talking in the living room buzzed as a background noise to her work. Bread done, she moved on to sorting through Jane’s china and the china her mother had brought from Longbourn.

     After getting through seven place settings, Darcy returned to the kitchen and stood next to Elizabeth.

     “You are probably being marked down as beatified in the Vatican right now for your kindness to Mary. Do you think they’ll make you into one of those little votive candles,” she said, cracking a lazy smile while she nudged his shoulder gently with her own.

     “As long as they set mine right next to Mrs. Reynolds’.” He kissed her cheek before sitting across from her and taking her hand. “Mary is much more pleasant to speak to than half of my investors and seems to actually know what she is talking about. It’s refreshing, to be honest.”

     “When you say investors, how many do you interact with? I thought Pemberley was fairly small as far as wineries go.”

     “The Pemberley label is fairly small as far as American vintners go, but Pemberley’s holdings also operate as a négociant which buys up grapes from other vineyards. Ours come predominantly from smaller vineyards in Napa, and then we produce it under other labels within the Pemberley organization. When you toured with Gardiner, you didn’t get to see the vineyard portion. Our wine label hosts very specific and relatively expensive wines which aren’t consumable by the average consumer, so we use other, cheaper grapes to bottle less expensive varieties for sale through Costco and a few other national vendors.”

     “National? Aren’t those for major brands? I don’t think Costco would just take anyone.”

     “Well, it’s a bit less impressive of an accomplishment when you consider that Costco is the number one wine seller in the world, but we do okay.”

     “What does okay mean?”

     “We haven’t cracked the top ten, but for this last year we were able to push about a hundred million in sales. We’re hoping to top that number by at least two percent next year.”

     Elizabeth blinked at him. Her mind could not compute a hundred million dollars. That was an inconceivable amount when she was happy with the three thousand a month she received as a lieutenant.

     “Maybe we can go over some of my holdings a little later? You look frightened.”

     “I knew you were rich—I mean I don’t know any other captains with their own planes but”—Elizabeth struggled for the right words—“that is a lot more than I expected.”

     “I probably should have told you sooner. I honestly assumed Bingley had told your sister.”

     Elizabeth suddenly remembered the guests at Netherfield and looked over her shoulder to see if Jane was immediately behind her. Seeing Jane turn into the living room, Elizabeth lowered her voice, then spoke barely above a whisper. “Do you think things are going well with the Bingleys?”

     “I’ve known Charles a long time and I’d say this is fairly typical. I should have remembered about his dad and the gin thing. At home, he tends to go for the most expensive bottles he can find. Out and about, he’s a little particular.”

     Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and Darcy shrugged. They worked together in companionable silence, listening to the sounds of china tapping as they neatly placed them on the table and the chink of silverware clinking against the plates.

     “How’s Georgiana?”

     “She’s doing well. I talked to her this morning—she’s at Richard’s parents—and she seemed happy. I know she misses having dinners at Pemberley, but I’m hopeful that maybe next year I can be up there with her.” Darcy pulled out a chair from the table and sat down, looking at a blank wall almost hopefully before smiling and looking back at Elizabeth. “I’d love it if you joined me, of course.”

     “We’ll have to see. I don’t know where I will be stationed then.” Elizabeth wanted badly to go to Europe; it was half the reason she had joined the Air Force in the first place. She wanted to serve her country and she wanted to fly, of course, but seeing the world seemed like the icing on the cake. Being initially stationed in Meryton had been a stiff disappointment that she had been weathering, but she could not stop herself from continuing to hope for a miracle.

     Darcy cleared his throat. Please don’t fight with me about it. Not today. Elizabeth had just come to terms with her weird family situation and did not think she could deal with a fight with William about her staying in the military.

     “Of course, I have Sheila, so I could get you wherever you were and fly you to Pemberley.”

     Elizabeth had forgotten about his Bonanza. It was a fantastic airplane, and she had loved handling the controls when they flew to Rosings for the Base Closure meetings.

     “That would be perfect then. How is Richard?”

     “He said he wished he was here since we have drinks and someone who actually cooks. His parents are having their dinner catered while their regular cook is off, and he hates their menu. I don’t remember all of it, but he made several contrary comments about how portabella mushrooms and goose liver don’t agree with his finely tuned Army palate.”

     Elizabeth laughed and enjoyed the flash of his smile. His angular jaw made his profile distinct. When their eyes met, electricity jolted through her body…especially when he smiled at her like that.

     She cleared her throat and felt the heat of a blush on her chest. “I’m sure he’ll make it through, but his sacrifice should be noted for history. Has Georgiana finished applying for schools?”

     “I’m not sure. She told me she had a few in, but Julliard auditions aren’t until March, so she has a little more time for recording the audition videos she can send in and filling the last few out. She’s completely stressed out, but Mrs. Annesley sent me an email saying there was nothing to be concerned about—just nerves.”

     “I know you’ve told me before, but remind me, who is Mrs. Annesley?”

     “Julia Annesley. She’s Georgiana’s piano teacher.”


     “She’s pretty phenomenal in the field. Used to be the Met’s practice pianist, as a matter of fact, and had an amazing career before that. She took Georgiana as a special favor.”

     Elizabeth listened to Darcy in awe. She had known Georgiana played the piano but the stunning realization that he had the means to not only send her to an elite private high school but also to hire a piano teacher who likely played in the best concert halls around the world….

     “I’m sure Georgiana will do her best,” she said.

     “Of course she will.” Darcy fiddled with a napkin he was placing on the table, twisting one corner in his fingers. “Elizabeth?”

     “William,” she teased.

     He chuckled softly. “I have something to tell you.” His hand tightened around hers, but instead of letting go, she placed her free hand over his gently.

     “If you’re going to tell me you’ve fallen madly in love with me, I’ve already heard that one.”

     He laughed, a booming laugh that filled the room and caused Elizabeth’s smile to widen.


About the Author

Leigh Dreyer is a huge fan of Jane Austen variations and the JAFF community. She is blessed to have multi-generational military connections through herself and her husband, who she met in pilot training. She often describes her formative years in this way: “You know the ‘Great Balls of Fire’ scene in Top Gun (‘Goose, you big stud!’), where Goose and Meg Ryan have their kid on the piano? I was that kid.” Leigh lives with her pilot husband, a plane-obsessed son, a daughter who will one day be old enough to watch romantic movies with her, and another little one expected in September 2019.

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Many thanks to Leigh Dreyer for visiting us today! It's such a pleasure to have you here! I'm also grateful for your offer to have a giveaway with me!  Thank you, Leigh!!

So, friends, do you have an answer to Leigh's question? What other Jane Austen characters would you love to see in her one of her future books? 

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

What Are You Reading? ~ March 20, 2019

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What are you Reading?  Let me know what your current read is, what you recently finished reading, and what you plan on reading next! 

Here's my list: 

Currently Reading:

I'm currently reading The Help by Kathryn Stockett. I am loving it! I've watched the movie, but this is the first time reading the book. It's so good! 

I'm also re-reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen for book club. This is my favorite book of Jane's, but it is a slow read for me. Plus, I'm reading David M. Shapard's annotated version. There is so much interesting information in there!

Recently Finished:

Sadly, I didn't finish anything this week.

What's next? 

I'm not sure, but I might read Before I Let Go by Marieke Nijkamp. It looks good! 

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    Thursday, March 14, 2019

    New Audiobooks from Victoria Kincaid! ~ Excerpt & Giveaway!

    Hello, Friends! It's my pleasure to have Victoria Kincaid on the blog today! We are celebrating the release of two of her books that are now available on audiobook! Woohoo! President Darcy and The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy

    We are spotlighting President Darcy today, but Victoria is generously giveaway a copy of both audiobooks! Details are at the bottom of the page. 

    Hi Candy!  Thank you for having me back to visit!  December 2018 was a blur of activity in memory as I raced to release Darcy and Deception.  What got lost in the shuffle was the release of two new audiobooks.  President Darcy, narrated by Lucy Emerson, is my first modern Pride and Prejudice variation and the first with an American-accented narrator.  The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy is narrated by Stevie Zimmerman, who did a terrific job with The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth as well as many other JAFF books.  You can visit the links above to hear samples of the narration.

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    President Darcy
    by Victoria Kincaid

    President William Darcy has it all: wealth, intelligence, and the most powerful job in the country. Despite what his friends say, he is not lonely in the White House. He’s not. And he has vowed not to date while he’s in office. Nor is he interested in Elizabeth Bennet. She might be pretty and funny and smart, but her family is nouveau riche and unbearable. Unfortunately, he encounters her everywhere in Washington, D.C.—making her harder and harder to ignore. Why can’t he get her out of his mind?

    Elizabeth Bennet enjoys her job with the Red Cross and loves her family, despite their tendency to embarrass her. At a White House state dinner, they cause her to make an unfavorable impression on the president, who labels her unattractive and uninteresting. Those words are immediately broadcast on Twitter, so the whole world now knows the president insulted her. Elizabeth just wants to avoid the man—who, let’s admit it, is proud and difficult. For some reason he acts all friendly when they keep running into each other, but she knows he’s judging her. 

    Eventually, circumstances force Darcy and Elizabeth to confront their true feelings for each other, with explosive results. But even if they can find common ground, Mr. Darcy is still the president—with limited privacy and unlimited responsibilities—and his enemies won’t hesitate to use his feelings for Elizabeth against him. 

    Can President Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet find their way to happily ever after?

    Please enjoy the excerpt below from President Darcy:

         As the woman—Elizabeth Bennet— stepped out of the closet, brooms and mops went crashing to the floor.  She flinched, and Darcy tightened his grip on her hand, drawing her closer to him as if the cleaning implements represented a serious threat to her safety.  It was ridiculous and inappropriate, and Darcy had no idea why he did it.  

         The woman seemed to provoke unexpected reactions from him.  How else could he explain his unwarrantedly casual reaction the potential danger she might represent?

    As he double-checked to ensure she was unharmed, Darcy was struck by her eyes—a deep, mossy green he had never seen before on another human being.  With such a uniform color…they really were quite fine.  He couldn’t look away.  No, it would be more accurate to say he didn’t want to look away.  

         She was about average height for a woman, which meant that she peered up at Darcy, who came in at around six feet.  A sweet, heart-shaped face accentuated those marvelous eyes.  Lustrous, wavy dark hair tumbled over her shoulders and down her back.  And that dress—a floor-length black silk sheath that skimmed all her curves without revealing too much.  In fact, it revealed just the right amount of her creamy skin…

         Rather pointedly, she cast her eyes down at her hand.  Which he was still holding.  He noticed her fingers, delicate and tapered and so small, nestled in his grasp.

         The touch of her hand was the single most wonderful sensation he had ever felt.

         His fingers caressed her fingers.  

         Her hand trembled in his.

         He had no desire to release her. 

         The rest of his body also responded to her proximity.  Leaning toward her, he scented a vaguely floral fragrance…perfume or shampoo perhaps.   He flushed with a warmth that had nothing to do with the temperature in the hallway, moisture collecting on his forehead and the back of his neck.  His mouth was suddenly parched, and his tongue licked dry lips.  Her eyes followed the movement. She is staring at my mouth.    

         If only I could touch more than her hand.  Darcy’s hand rose, needing to learn if her hair was as soft as it appeared.  But then the (apparently very small) part of his brain that was still sane reminded him that the woman was a stranger, and he aborted the movement. 

         I should probably say something.  His lips were parted, ready to speak, but all his thoughts appeared to have melted away at her touch.  

         Bing cleared his throat.  “We should get to the dinner.” 

         The words worked their way through Darcy’s sluggish brain.  He understood their import, but the thought of releasing Elizabeth Bennet’s hand horrified him.  He desperately needed to touch more of her, not less.  

         “Just a second, Bing,” he snapped.  

         Elizabeth blinked, her eyelashes fluttering.  Is she as affected by the touch as I am?  “I-It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. President,” she said with a note of finality that suggested she preferred he return her hand.   Damn.  Could she guess he’d been thinking improper thoughts—when he knew literally nothing about her except her name?  It seriously had been too long since he’d had a date.  

         Dropping her hand as if it had burned him, he stepped backward, putting more distance between them and trying to collect thoughts that seemed to have been scattered by a powerful wind. 

         Why was he reacting this way to this woman?  She was pretty—well, more than pretty. Beautiful.  And that dress displayed a body he would certainly describe as “hot.”  But he saw beautiful, well-dressed women every day.  

         And she’d been hiding in a closet, he reminded himself.  It wasn’t normal behavior.  She also didn’t appear capable of assembling coherent sentences. It truly was a shame she wasn’t more …eloquent.  Lack of intelligence was always a deal-breaker for Darcy. 

         Although it was probably a good thing.  If she were smart, too, she’d be irresistible. 

         Bing cleared his throat loudly. 

         Finally, Darcy tore his eyes from her vivid, dark green ones, but he was still rubbed raw by her proximity.  He didn’t know why she affected him like this, but Darcy couldn’t let her—or anyone else—notice the results.

         Taking out his handkerchief, he blotted his brow and mopped the back of his neck before discreetly wiping his sweaty hands and returning the handkerchief to his pocket.  Elizabeth stared, likely marveling at how profusely the President of the United States could sweat.  Bing regarded Darcy warily; he knew how out-of-character this behavior was.

         He had embarrassed himself sufficiently; remaining any longer would only produce more shame and more perspiration.  It was past time to appear at the dinner and get away from the spacey woman with the lovely eyes.  

         Without another word, he turned on his heel and strode down the hallway.  Behind him, he heard Bing ask, “Will you join us at the dinner, Ms. Bennet?” 

         Damn!  I should have asked that.  She had me too flustered.  

         “Um…sure,” she said uncertainly. 

         No regrets, he told himself sternly.  The woman couldn’t string two sentences together.  Her beauty was nothing but a momentary distraction. 

         Darcy tugged his cuffs into place and straightened his bow tie.  Taking the service hallway was intended to help him make up time after his last meeting ran late, but the encounter with Ms. Bennet had further delayed his schedule.  Time to focus on the dinner and his political priorities for the evening. 

      About the Author

    Victoria Kincaid is the author of several popular Jane Austen variations, including The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth, Pride & ProposalsMr. Darcy to the Rescue, When Mary Met the Colonel, and Darcy vs. Bennet. All of her books have been listed in Amazon’s Top 20 Bestselling Regency Romances.  The Secrets of Darcy and Elizabeth was nominated for a Rone award and Pride and Proposals was recognized as a top Austenesque novel for 2015 by Austenesque Reviews.

    Victoria has a Ph.D. in English literature and has taught composition to unwilling college students. Today she teaches business writing to willing office professionals and tries to give voice to the demanding cast of characters in her head.

    She lives in Virginia with an overly affectionate cat, an excessively energetic dog, two children who love to read, and a husband who fortunately is not jealous of Mr. Darcy.  A lifelong Austen fan, Victoria has read more Jane Austen variations and sequels than she can count – and confesses to an extreme partiality for the Colin Firth miniseries version of Pride and Prejudice.

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    It's giveaway time! Victoria is graciously giving away one audiobook of President Darcy and one audiobook of The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy to two of my lucky readers!

    Thank you, Victoria!

    • One person will win an audiobook copy of President Darcy.
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    Many thanks to Victoria for visiting with us today and having this terrific giveaway with me!! 

    **I have to tell you, I've read and LOVED The Unforgettable Mr. Darcy!**

    So, friends, what do you think of President Darcy?

    Wednesday, March 13, 2019

    What Are You Reading? ~ Mar. 13, 2019

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    What are you Reading?  Let me know what your current read is, what you recently finished reading, and what you plan on reading next! 

    Hey there! It's late Wednesday afternoon, and I'm finally sitting down to write my 'What Are You Reading?' post. Looking back it's been a month since my last Wednesday post. Wow! 

    To be honest, it's not surprising. My mother-in-law passed away in February. With traveling to her service, and other projects I had going on, I haven't read much lately. I've been plagued with headaches also. 

    But in the past week, I did manage to get some reading in! 😃 

    Currently Reading:

    I'm currently re-reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen for my reading group. I love this story!

    Recently Finished (since my last post):

    I recently finished reading The Last Letter by Rebecca Yarrow. It was an emotional read, but also a great romance! I loved that the pacing of the romance was not rushed. Trust had to be built. I like that. 

    I also finished Inspiration: A Pride and Prejudice Variation by Maria Grace. This novella was a quick read. I need to write a review for this soon, but I'm so behind on everything!! 😱

    While traveling, I listened to London Holiday by Nicole Clarkston. What a fun read! I loved it.

    Since my last post, I also finished re-reading Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. I enjoyed it much more this time around. I didn't focus so much on the romances of the story but looked closer at the characters. Austen's characters are fascinating!

    What's next?

    I'm not sure! I'll let you know later. 😁

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    Monday, March 11, 2019

    Inspiration Blog Tour ~ Guest Post, Excerpt, & Giveaway!

    Hello, my friends! I'm delighted to have Maria Grace on the blog today talking about her new novella, Inspiration! (I'm currently reading this and loving it!) 

    Thanks so much for having me, Candy. It’s great to get to visit with you again. I’m excited to share my new novella with you and your readers. Inspiration features Darcy as an artist tortured by his demanding muse. 

    As luck would have it, I did not know a great deal about art in the Regency period, so I had to go digging about and I learned some very interesting bits that found their way into the story.

    The Regency era upper classes as a whole were avid art collectors, sometimes having entire rooms devoted as private galleries to display their collections. The rooms usually had a northern exposure to provide even light while minimizing damaging exposure to sunlight. The windows and sometimes even the art itself would have curtains or shutters to protect the pieces from light exposure while not being viewed. Only on rare occasions would the art be viewed by candlelight. The smoke would damage the paintings, and the risk of fire from enough candles to properly light the pieces was high enough to discourage the practice. Mirrors were often used to make the most of the light available in a room.

    Red, followed by green, were the most popular wall colorings for an art gallery, though personal preference could play a big part in this choice. Public galleries often used every available inch of space, hanging paintings from floor to ceiling. Private galleries often left more space between paintings, probably because they had fewer to display.

    It was not unusual for a collector—usually a man—to have an additional private collection kept in a separate locked room or closet. This collection usually contained paintings of a more sensitive nature that were not appropriate for public display. The NSFW of the era, so to speak. Darcy has such a room in Pemberley, but the paintings there are private for a very different reason. You’ll have to read to find out though. (Yes, I know I’m being mean…)

    Here’s a peek into the world of Darcy and his muse to whet your appetite.


         The journey to Kent proved nothing like the ride to Hertfordshire. Nothing. And yet, the promise of a journey was all it took to send his muse thrumming, awakening every nerve with agonizing precision. 

         It was not possible, but still his ears ached for Miss Elizabeth’s musical voice, his eyes sought her out in every shadow, ever flash of sunlight, he longed for the scent of her—what sort of flower was it that she wore? All hunger, yet knowing no satisfaction awaited him at the end of this journey. That should have been enough to quell the longing, but no, somehow it only increased the anticipation.

         If only to make the disappointment when he saw Anne all the more acute.

         Realistically, that he should look forward to that. The sight of Anne was enough to chill his muse into silence. Usually. But not this time.

         Why not this time?

         Why could he not cease to hear Miss Elizabeth’s voice on the wind, see her face in fleeting shimmers of light? Why had he come here at all? Dreadful fool he was to think he could flee the relentless cur nipping at the heels of his soul.

         He locked himself in his room with the curtains drawn against the sun. Perhaps he could sleep until it was time to depart this horrible place.

         Fitzwilliam insisted he drag himself to Holy Services on Sunday. While it was his habit to do so, the knowledge that the vicar was none other than Miss Elizabeth’s cousin made the entire affair unpalatable at best. But after Fitzwilliam’s years in the army, he could be a force to be reckoned with, and Darcy lacked the energy for the standoff. So, he went.

         Though the sun was bright and the air crisp and fresh, the walk to the stone parish church was flat and dull and grey. The birdsong seemed monotone and off key, even the sheep bleating rasped harsh against his beleaguered nerves. 

         The smell of cold, damp stone filled his nostrils as he settled into the family pew, trying to avoid eye contact. Yes, there were those with whom he shared an acquaintance, and he should deign to speak with them. He would fulfill all the obligations of etiquette at the first moment that civility was available to him. For now, it was not.

         A flash of blue caught his eye. His lungs seized and refused to breath.

         Wait. No, it could not be. That was simply not possible. There in the vicar’s family pew with a woman who must be Mrs. Collins. 


         Darcy swallowed hard and blinked several times. Breathe, he must breathe.

         “Darcy? Darcy? Are you well? You look like you have seen the devil himself.” Fitzwilliam elbowed him sharply.

         Darcy jumped and shook his head. “Yes, yes, I am fine.”

         “You have noticed Mrs. Collins’ houseguests I see. Aunt Catherine was just telling me about them.”

         Them? Were there two? By Jove, yes there were two young ladies sitting with Mrs. Collins. The other must be her sister; they shared a very similar look. But the other—

         “… the other is Miss Elizabeth Bennet, I am told, a childhood friend of Mrs. Collins and cousin of Mr. Collins.”

         His heart swelled to fill all his chest and shut off any hope of breathing. It was her, it was her! Here in the middle of exactly where she had no reason, no hope of being, she was here. A strange sense overtook him. A foreign mix of peace and euphoria floated his limbs and left his head muzzy and light.


    I hope you enjoyed this peek. If you’d like more, you can find Inspiration at all major e-book sellers. If you’d like to catch up on the short stories I mentioned, you can find them at


    Inspiration: Pride and Prejudice Variation 
    (A Sweet Tea Novella, Bk 4)
    by Maria Grace

    Gentleman artist Fitzwilliam Darcy had never been able to express himself in words, but with his brushes and paints, he expressed what few men ever could. When his flighty muse abandons him, though, he finds himself staring at blank canvases in a world that has turned bland and cold and grey.  

    Worried for his friend, Charles Bingley invites Darcy to join him in Hertfordshire, in hopes the picturesque countryside might tempt Darcy's muse to return. The scheme works only too well. His muse returns, with a vengeance, fixated upon the one young woman in the county who utterly detests him.  

    Will his selfish disdain for the feelings of others drive her and his muse away or can he find a way to please this woman with the power to bring color and feeling back into his world? 

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    About the Author

    Though Maria Grace has been writing fiction since she was ten years old, those early efforts happily reside in a file drawer and are unlikely to see the light of day again. After penning five file-drawer novels in high school, she took a break from writing to pursue college and earn her doctorate in Educational Psychology. After 16 years of university teaching, she returned to her first love, fiction writing. 

    She has one husband and one grandson, two graduate degrees and two black belts, three sons, four undergraduate majors, five nieces, is has blogged six years on Random Bits of Fascination, has built seven websites, attended eight English country dance balls, sewn nine Regency era costumes, and shared her life with ten cats.

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    Many thanks to Maria Grace for visiting with us today and for offering one of my readers a chance to win a copy of Inspiration! 

    So, friends, what do you think of Darcy being an artist? I can totally see him as a tortured artist! 
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