July 26, 2021
Fellow Jane Austen fans! Frock Flicks asks the trenchant question here . . . Colonel Brandon or Willoughby?
Fellow Jane Austen fans! Frock Flicks asks the trenchant question here . . . Colonel Brandon or Willoughby?
An excellent word!
I used it with pleasure in The Laird Takes a Bride, the second book in my Penhallow Dynasty series. Here, my hero Alasdair, who’s been forced into marriage with my heroine Fiona, has come grumpily into her morning-room with the express purpose of picking a fight:
“It’s stupid to quarrel about taste. I prefer furnishings that are less ornate.” Fiona pulled away the tartan shawl that had remained tucked over her, revealing a simple day-dress made in a singularly beautiful shade of lavender that even in his peppery temper Alasdair had to acknowledge as strikingly flattering to his wife’s pale complexion, dark-lashed blue eyes, silvery-blonde hair, even her slim figure. Why, she almost looked —
She almost looked —
He blinked.
For a moment there, he had thought her lovely.
Attractive.
Desirable.
Don’t be daft, man, he told himself harshly. Such sentimental thoughts were a trap, the chain around the ankle that jerked and tightened and dragged you down into the depths.
His dog Cuilean lifted his head and fixed those intelligent eyes on him, ears pricked as if questioningly, and Alasdair said shortly to Fiona:
“Is that a new gown, madam?”
“No.”
There was a silence, during which Alasdair fought within himself. Why was he being so churlish? He ought to tell her how bonny a dress it was. But it felt like he would be giving away something he wanted — needed — to hang onto.
This snippet appears in Chapter 7, but would you like to read Chapter 1? Click here. You can listen to an audio sample here.
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We romance authors will NEVER do this to you!
As you know, happy endings are our specialty. :)
A word I like a lot!
I used it with pleasure in the very first book of my Penhallow Dynasty series, You May Kiss the Bride, in which we catch our earliest glimpse of the elderly Penhallow matriarch Henrietta, who figures importantly in the overarching storyline:
Gabriel Penhallow rode alongside the large, old-fashioned, perfectly sprung coach in which sat his grandmother and her companion Miss Cott. Its stately black panels as always were polished to a blinding gleam. Behind the coach, at a respectful distance, followed the light carriage bearing her dresser and maidservant as well as his valet, along with an astonishing quantity of his grandmother’s luggage.
He turned his head to look inside and saw his grandmother dozing, sitting bolt upright and her mouth firmly closed. Even in her sleep she was indomitable, he thought with a flicker of amusement.
This snippet appears in Chapter 1; would you like to read it? Click here.
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Was I guilty of any of these? I leave it to you to decide! 
Shared by the lovely Julia Quinn!
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