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Have you read any good reviews, lately?

I have recently read this article from the NYT.       NYT ARTICLE

I recently read an article about bad reviews. It was well written and I have suffered the angst of someone writing a review, putting three stars out of five and saying they absolutely love it, to someone who has put a one star, describing the plot of someone else’s book, and why it didn’t work. Well, thanks for that, but it might not have worked because it wasn’t my book!?!? (we can’t do that type of punctuation in our books, Editors get testy)

And finally, the LOVELY reviewer who not only read the book but actively pulled out actual events in the story to illustrate their feelings on the book, good or bad, that is an incredible review.  But remember, you can always just say, “I liked the characters” and that’s cool too, honestly. 

Personally, I don’t leave less than a 4-star review if the effort in writing was obvious. Sometimes it isn’t, and I am tactful in my 3 star reviews or I don’t review it.

I know what one bad review can do to a book with only a few reviews to recommend it. Also, Amazon says 3 stars means you are writing a bad review. Amazon, since when do you say average, (3 out of 5 is average), is a bad thing?

So, reviews are like lovers, we all want one but most will skip the experience if he/she is going to leave us with a broken heart.  OKAY, enough said.

 

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At the end of the week, we are shooting for this Thursday, June 21, 2018, a new book is coming out. If you loved Lord Thayer’s Choice, and Lord Ashton Decides, then you will want to pick up my Scots/Irish Tale, The Black Laird Requires.

 

Here is an excerpt of this yummy tale of a Sassy Lass with a few secrets and more sass than is good for her and her stern Laird who is excited to rein in his woman, but not too much…

 

 

 

“That is the reason you like me when I am uncertain and weak.” She could feel herself shrivel inside.

“Is that how you see it? Och, that isn’t it at all. I have thought on things and this is the way of it.” He tucked her against him again and smoothed her hair as he spoke. “I know, given my business and my position in life, I need a woman who is self-assured and can keep her own house. I will need that even more now with the Scottish estate. I can’t need to direct her on how to run her part of our holdings. She can’t be intimidated by the people who come to see me whether they be aristocrat or dock rat. That is Cairistine.” He took a moment and Cairistine nodded.

“But it isn’t all of me, milaird.”

“Aye and glad I am of that. If it were only Cairistine I needed, there are many women I could choose from. I would nae have to look hard. But I want more. I need a woman who loves me and is adventuresome in bed. I need a woman who will check to see no one is looking and then rub her wantonness over me like a brazen bird and then grin when she leaves me wanting. I need a woman who will shoot fiery arrows at me and stand her ground when I skelp her arse because she resents my hand but begs for the leather. I need a woman who burns for my touch because she cannot imagine another’s and lets me take her however I wish because it fills her needs as well. That woman is you, Cairis.”

Cairis ran her hand over his and touched her lips to his palm. “But milaird, are you sure?”

“Aye, but I’m nae done, lass. Finally, I need a woman who loves me enough and is comfortable enough in who she is to be vulnerable with only me, in the privacy of our home. A lass who is my wee colleen. The bairn that is always good but often naughty. I need someone who looks to me as her Da in a grown up but little lady way, who allows us to play.” Cairis looked up at him in some confusion.

“My woman needs to be little for me but also for herself. She’ll allow the comfort she needs, the insecurities that surface to be assured away, and the naughtiness, that a grown up lady is never allowed, to be addressed by me. I need my bairn to allow me to bare her bottom for naughty spankings when she is throwing a temper tantrum and she never looks for the type of gratification that Cairis needs.”

“But that would bring ridicule down on us.”

“No, Cari needs naps and protection from the loch monsters and the Fae. She needs sweetmeats and baths because she simply can’t deal with another thing until she has that nurture. And she wants it only from me, in the privacy of us alone.”

Cairis nodded. “This is what Lady Thayer and Lady Ashton have.” It was a statement of fact, not a question.

“Aye. So, my love, you are the only woman who is perfect for me. I am the only man that can meet your needs as completely as you meet mine.”

COMING SOON… The Black Laird Requires

 

Deadwood bound…

Hello!

Don’t you just love adventures? I do. And since I didn’t get the chance to tour the area the last time we went through, when I learned of the book signing opportunity in Deadwood South Dakota, I jumped at it. There are some really incredible people going, OLD WEST at it’s finest and that is from this Alaska-Texan. 

Stay tuned to facebook for my check in’s to keep you on the trip with me… but I really …HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!

OH, and I have an awesome new book coming, the next LORDS and LITTLE LADIES is later this month… I’ll tell you more soon and have more recommendations for you.

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Come see us if you can. Here are some details.

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NOW, just as a reminder, I have two new books out recently, find them both at:

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Finally,

I have a reading recommendation and a tease for you… From my friend

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After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases.

Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her?

The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

News from Chase Abbey

Hello my Friend from Chase Abbey,

I thought I would take a few moments to write down the latest on dit here at Chase Abbey. You would not believe the events.

First, Caroline is finally married and installed at Teague Manor, not a few hours away. Thank goodness for small favors and big brothers. Barrington put his hand in on this one but he was hard pressed before he did. Caroline should thank me for the push for I found myself sitting more gingerly for the push but Barrington loves his sister and genuinely likes Ravens so it wasn’t quite the hardship my dear husband pronounced it to be.

And once Caroline was finally settled, next rolled in yet another worry. Her Grace is rather upset at the news that Barrington’s brother Nathaniel has indeed married the late Lord Anthony’s hostess and companion, Mary Elizabeth Harlow. I cannot adequately relay to you the concern that this action has brought with it. (Secretly, I love the excitement but not the drama. alas I don’t think one can ever have one without the accompaniment of the other).

Nathaniel has always been the quiet one, the one who would step out of the fray rather than charge full on into it. Now, here we are, in the midst of a conflict he has started! Amazing how the result of one decision can turn the tide for so much more reaction. His Grace has gone silent as a stone. That in and of itself is frightening and then Her Grace has done the absolute opposite, decorum be damned. (sorry Barrington, it was the most appropriate expletive for the occasion).

Now to hear that he is bringing home much more than a late introduced bride of undetermined background and breeding, he is bringing another with them. And they intend to visit Caroline prior to arriving at a new, permanent abode, the location of which no one will enlighten me. The susp\\ense is cruel and I shall have to affect the headache or some other such equally cruel repayment later

There is a bright bit of news, however, Caroline did paint a small portrait of Nate’s bride so that we might know her on sight. She is quite taken with our new sister-in-law. I must admit a liking for her face. I enclose it here for we shall meet Mary Elizabeth in the flesh soon.

With Loving Regards,

Lady Amelia Barrington, Chase Abbey

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News From Chase Abbey

Hello and Greetings from Chase Abbey,

This new posting system is now working rather well from Chase Abbey,  so I didn’t think it too extravagant to let you in on my wonderful news. Well, it isn’t really news yet, but it will be.

Nathaniel may have a bride. Or soon, anyway, and I cannot tell you the loose tongues it has induced. Barrington has already had words with Caroline and I, simply for mentioning the prospect. His Grace was quiet, but Barrington has threatened to take me home if the chatter doesn’t stop and he was looking at Her Grace when he said it! That was bold, even for Barrington.

Oh, what fortune, that as I was writing this missive, Barrington has ushered in Alexander. On second thought, looking at his dark countenance, it might not be a good thing. I shall continue to sit in the corner desk and listen as I write. I shan’t be the one in trouble this day for I have been careful to be quite proper while my husband is in such a mood. It would not bode well for my bottom if I am too bohemian today.  Everyone knows if Barrington is in a mood, it is best to remedy the problem quickly and I have taken care to not be the problem that needs correcting. Today.

Here, I’ll let you listen vicariously:

“Where is Caroline, Barrington?”

“About, I imagine. What is it that has you thundering about so?”

“That sister of yours…”

“You mean that woman of yours…”

“Yes, yes, my sweetheart, has found it necessary to not only ride my best steed, but without her sidesaddle, without her groom, and into the shops.”

“Sorry, old man. I know all about those types of wifely choices. Father is going to go home in a few days, I would entice Caroline to go with him. You can attend her after we have a moment’s discussion on this Nathaniel thing.”

“I’m not sure I am ready for all this husbandly duty. It at first seemed such a harmless thing to engage in but now…”

“Now it appears to be quite a handful. Yes, it certainly is that. But the rewards are greater than the trials, of that I can assure you.”

“That is an assurance I shall hold you to.”

“Father, mother and I are invited to discuss the Nate matter this evening at dinner.”

“Her Grace is taking this well, I can assume?”

“No, she is not. She is refusing to go, and His Grace is not demanding she does so. Would work better if it were just the men this time round, anyway.”

“Yes, well, I have even more to add to the situation … I say, Amelia, I didn’t notice you there.”

“Oh, yes, I am here. Pray, do not let me disturb you.”

“Still writing that letter? I have my suspicions you are more listening than writing so why don’t we go into my study, Ravens, and sit down. We won’t be disturbing you then.”

Well, they have gone. Sorry, I did try to be as quiet as I could, but there is nothing for it. I must say goodbye for now. I need to find Caroline before her Alexander does for she might not be sitting as pretty as she is now without some interventions of the womanly sort.

Must Go,

With all good thoughts,

Amelia Barrington

Chase Abbey

Robbie Burns Supper – things I have learned

 Several years ago, my husband and I had the privilege of going to Scotland. It was culturally impressive and I learned a lot. I’m an Irish girl married to a Native American, so, it was an experience. But a friend spoke of enjoying a Robbie  Burns Supper recently, and I thought, maybe you are where I was not too long ago, wondering what it was and what they had at one. So here is what I was told but remember, I’ve not been to one so if you have better information, please, share with us!

What is at a Robbie Burns Dinner/Supper?

The first supper was held as a type of memorial at the Burn’s cottage by Burns’s friends, on 21 July 1801 five years after his death so it is a dinner with a lang heritage.

Here is an excellent site to answer all your questions, 

http://robertburns.org/suppers/itinerary.shtml

This site is full of stories, poems, recipes and everything you need to carry on your own celebration… and you end every dinner with the famous Auld lang Syne—written by auld Robbie himself!!

…but I’ll give you the outline that is fairly often followed whether it be formal or casual.

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from Burns Night: My Supper With Rabbie

Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some would eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit.

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Gather
The celebrants gather and mingle, catch up on gossip, pore through their Burns editions, and peruse the whisky selection. The chairman or host may make some introductions among the guests, assign some readings, or deliver a few opening remarks.

Meal – Welcome Grace
The celebrants are called to the table, the host offers an opening grace – traditionally The Selkirk Grace – and the soup course is served.

Parade of the Haggis
The evening’s highest bit of pomp. The chef, carrying in the haggis, follows the piper – playing Brose & Butter,or some other appropriate tune – in a more or less dignified procession through the hall (or house, or one bedroom flat). The chef lays the haggis, on it’s groaning trencher, before the chairman at the high table.

Address to a Haggis
A previously designated reciter reads this poem over the haggis. A guid whisky gill is offered to the piper, chef and reciter, and with alacrity, the haggis is sliced open with the finely honed edge of a ceremonial dirk (though any old knife will do).THE (BAGLESS) HAGGIS

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1/2 lb. beef liver
2 lamb kidneys
3/4 lb. lamb shoulder
1/4 lb beef suet
2 onions, minced
1 c. oatmeal
1 c. stock
salt and pepper

Boil the meats for an hour. Cool. Grate the liver. Chop the others fine. Chop the suet. Toast the oatmeal in a shallow pan in the oven, shaking occasionally. Mix the meats, suet, onions and oatmeal together with a cup of the stock in which liver and meats were cooked. Add salt and plenty of pepper to taste.

Turn into greased Pyrex bowl. Cover with 2 or 3 layers of foil. Steam on a rack in a pan of boiling water for 2 hours, adding more boiling water as it boils away.

Serves 6.



The meal is then served with all its composite courses and copious helpings of guid ale and whisky. (I’ve seen some flavor their haggis with a dram of whisky, but I prefer both my pudden and whisky neat).


Interval
After the meal there is a brief interval while the table is cleared or the celebrants retire to another room for the rest of the evening’s festivities. The chairman needs to keep the guests focused and facilitate the flow of the songs, toasts and poetry that are to follow. Time to refill your glasses!

Song
A good warm-up for the Immortal Memory, a musically inclined guest, or two, may sing a Burns song.

Immortal Memory
The chairman, or designated speaker, delivers the Immortal Memory address. This should be a rather serious and careful consideration of the life and art of Robert Burns. It may be a general, biographical sort of speech, or may address a specific aspect of the Bard’s work that is relevant to the particular group of assembled celebrants. This speech should be long-winded enough to remind the guests that this isn’t the office Christmas party, yet not so long as to induce cramping, dry-mouth, or ringing in the ears (about 25 minutes). This speech always ends with standing guests, raised glasses and an offered toast to the immortal memory of the Bard of Ayr.

Songs, Music & Readings
Now, in loose order, deftly orchestrated by the chairman, follow the other poems, toasts, songs and addresses of the evening. Celebrants who have arrived with selections to read take their turn entertaining the others. (It always helps if the chairman has some readings selected for guests who have arrived unprepared or who may need a little encouragement.)

The readings at our Burns Supper are not confined to the writings Burns exclusively. Anything that honors the immortal memory and spirit of the Bard is welcome. These include stories and anecdotes pertaining to Burns and his time, poems and songs by other Scottish poets, and original works composed by the celebrants for the occasion.

Lost Manuscript Fragment
A unique ritual at our Burns Night celebration, this delicate Burns artifact is carefully passed among the celebrants and read by each.

Toast To The Lassies
A traditional Burns Night ritual, this toast should be a light-hearted lampoon of the lassies’ (few) shortcomings. Illustrations from Burns, or from first hand knowledge of the subject, may be used. Warning: Please be tactful! It’s funny, but I’ve noticed that even the mildest, vaguest, allusions to the faults of women, in even the most general sort of way, may be misconstrued as a viscious personal attack!

Reply From The Lassies
Always delivered with grace, charm and wit, this savaging of the lads’ crude dispositions and social inferiority is always accepted with good humor by the menfolk present.

Tam o’ Shanter
No Burns Night is complete without a recitation of the great narrative poem.

Songs & Poems
The chairman may play it by ear and keep the readings going as long as the guests are willing and attentive. Alternatively, the evening may evolve into a bacchanal of music, song and dancing. Either are acceptable.

Closing Remarks From The Chairman
When an end to the festivities has finally arrived the chairman should thank the guests for their attendance, good cheer and high spirits. A few reciprocal remarks, or a toast, may be made by one of the celebrants and a vote of thanks offered to the host, chairman, chef, piper, etc.

Auld Lang Syne
The traditional end to any Burns Night – indeed, an appropriate end to any evening spent among the company of friends – is the singing of this sentimental Scottish song. It always helps to have the correct lyrics printed out for the, by now, groggily satisfied celebrants.


Robbie Burns Day: 10 facts you never knew

Alliston Herald

SIMCOE COUNTY – Each year celebrations are held to mark the birthday of Scottish bard Robbie Burns, who was born in 1759.

He wrote his first song when he was 15 years old and died at age 37. Though he lived a short life, it was definitely not boring and he is celebrated every year.

Here are 10 facts you may not have known Robert Burns Day or the writer himself.

10. How it came to be

Robert Burns Day was not an annual celebration until several years after his death when a group of his friends gathered to honour his memory. It caught on and is now celebrated around the world on the date of his birth, Jan. 25.

9. Haggis

No Robert Burns Day dinner is complete without haggis – or, “the great chieftain o’ the puddin’-race,” as Burns called it.

Haggis is a large, spherical sausage made of a sheep’s liver, heart and lungs, which are traditionally chopped with beef or mutton suet, oatmeal, onion and spices. It is packed into a sheep’s stomach and boiled.

Too squeamish to try it? There are haggis-flavoured chips available on the market.

Haggis also comes in different colours, from light brown to black. If cooked too long, its insides can burst out like a haggis river.

8. Literary inspiration

The title of J.D. Salinger’s 1951 novel Catcher in the Rye was based on one of Burns’ poems called Comin’ Thro’ the Rye.

As well, John Steinbeck’s famous 1937 novel Of Mice and Men also got its title from a Burns poem called To a Mouse.

7. Auld Lang Syne

Burns wrote the classic tune often sung around the winter holidays. The Guinness Book of World Records has named it one of the top three most popular songs in the English language, along with Happy Birthday, and For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow.

6. Out of this world

Astronaut Nick Patrick carried a book of Burns’ poetry with him while on a space mission in 2010.

5. Stamp of approval

In 1956, commemorative stamp to mark the 160th anniversary of Burns’ death was put out not by his home country – but by the Soviet Union.

4. Baby Daddy

Burns was quite the ladies man. In the span of 11 years, he had 13 children with five different women. He was only ever married to one of these women, Jean Armour. His last child, born to Armour and named Maxwell Burns, arrived on the day of his funeral in 1796.

3. Grave diggers

Burns’ body was exhumed in 1815 so it could be put in a new mausoleum. A plaster of his skull was done for researchers to study it, and they found it was larger than the average man’s skull.

2. Statuesque

Of all writers, none have more statues dedicated to them around the world than Burns. The oldest one still existing is in Camperdown, Australia. It was carved by John Greenshields in 1826 and shipped to Australia in the 1850s.

1. King of Pop

The late singer Michael Jackson is said to have been a fan of Burns and actually worked on an album that put his poems to music, which was never released.

Source: Scotland.org, VisitScotland.com, LiveLoveScotland.com