Saturday

WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS #29

Welcome to my weekly post. I've been sharing from my current WIP, KATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued...Book Two. So far we know that Lord George is a spy for the Crown. He and Madame Reauchard handily dispatched the two thugs who sought to steal important documents smuggled from France and Lord Grayson from the War Office believes George's identity has been compromised and has released him from his duties as a spy for King and Country. George is hoping Lord Grayson will be discreet with his enquiries. Spies had a tendency to hide. He should know – he’d been hiding in plain sight for almost five years.

So...now what?

I was going to introduce George's love interest, Miss Katherine Bennet, but I feel there's an important scene between George and his brother which must take place first. This scene takes place at White's. Viscount Stanhope, whom we met in CAROLINE and did not like - not one bit - is passing by the table where George and his brother Max, the Duke of Adborough are seated.
“Adborough.”
“Stanhope,” Max murmured as Lord Herbert walked past their table. The Viscount acknowledged George with barely a polite nod and a slight sneer.
“He’s a sorry piece of humanity,” Max grumbled once Stanhope was out of hearing. “I once told Nathan he had the intelligence of a potato.”
“How insulting to the potato. Never mind him, at least he was polite, usually he calls me…” George’s gaze narrowed and he assessed Viscount Stanhope moving toward the gaming rooms.
“What does he call you?”
“…a prancing dandy.”

The plot thickens....

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I promise the cute/meet between Kitty and George is around the corner. Thank you for visiting and have a blessed day. Remember to hug someone you love.

WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS #28

Hello again. Poor Lord George. He does not want to become another useless Peer of the Realm. Fortunately, his mentor and boss, Lord Grayson, has some timely advice.
“You do yourself a disservice, Lord Kerr. Your family name has a proud history and the ton does not know you were working for the Crown. You are their golden boy who sowed more than his share of wild oats. Continue on with your life, find a pretty girl and get married. It would make your brother the Duke a happy man if you settled down.”
Memories of dark curls caressing creamy shoulders and soft brown eyes gazing up at him popped into his mind. Why would Miss Katherine Bennet make an appearance in his imaginings? Their conversation during Mr. Darcy’s wedding breakfast lasted only a few minutes, but he’d felt a tug at the shy smile and becoming blush which stained her cheeks.
He turned to face Lord Grayson.
“My brothers would be more than ecstatic if I joined Nathan in marital bliss, but unfortunately, I played the part of a Rake so well all the dear mamma’s hide their daughters when I enter the ballroom.”
Next post we'll catch a glimpse of the story's heroine and in the next few posts George and Katherine's 'cute/meet' will unfold. Stay tuned....

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Thursday

Wednesday

Friday With Friends #8

Newly single food critic and newspaper reporter Traci Hightower is done with dating. After the man of her dreams left her at the altar on their wedding day and ran off with the woman she thought was her best friend, Traci resolves to focus on work and resigns herself to being a bachelorette for life.  

Marc Roberts is a political reporter who is known as Mr. Nice Guy, the one who always finishes last. However, Marc’s compassion and kindness is of invaluable help to his newly widowed sister Gina Braxton who is trying to raise her two kids in the wake of her firefighter husband’s death.  

Traci and Marc may be the perfect match, but they don’t know it yet. With God’s guidance and the help of Gina’s matchmaking skills honed by her career as a bestselling romance novelist, there is hope for a happily ever after for these two broken hearts.

 
Alexis A. Goring is an inspirational romance author, freelance writer, reporter, photographer and proof reader. Writing is her passion. She loves the arts! Her goal is to heal hearts and minds in a way all audiences can afford – through the arts. She wants to educate, inform, and inspire people through her passion and creativity.

Alexis holds a B.A. in Print Journalism. She’s put her degree to work in various capacities. She reports for newspapers like The Prince George's Sentinel. She's written stories for national magazines like The CRISIS as well as religious publications like The VISITOR and Adventist Review. She's a seasoned proofreader and photographer. She spent five years as the Growing Up columnist for a faith-based publication called Collegiate Quarterly (CQ). She is the founder of a Christian lifestyle blog called, "God is Love."

Saturday

WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS #27

Welcome all and sundry to my weekly post from KATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued...Book Two. As much as we liked the banter back and forth between Lord George and Madame Reauchard, alas it has come to an end. I might bring her back into the book later on, or maybe write her own story. I mean, why was she formerly known as Countess Anstruther, but is now Madame Reauchard? Also, what was she doing in France and how did she meet Lord George Kerr?

You know what happens when we ask who, what, where, why and when questions, right? Plot bunnies begin to hop around in our brains. Anyway, Lord Kerr has been told he's useless by Lord Grayson, who'd imperiously peered at him over his glasses. And we continue...

Creative punctuations was used to comply with that dreaded 10 line limit.
"I'd like to know who sent those men." George sat in the chair directly in front of Lord Grayson's desk, his elbow resting on the arm of the chair, his index finger rhythmically rubbing his lower lip. A childhood habit indicating he was deep in thought.
"Who knows." Lord Grayson removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "At times I think there are more people working for Boney in England than in France. Money can turn even the most patriotic away from their King, even our own Prime Minister was assassinated."
"Nasty business, that and I'm still not convinced there wasn't a conspiracy." George rose to his feet and paced to the window, clasping his hands behind his back. "So, what am I to do now, become another useless Peer of the Realm?"
So, there you are. George is awash, not sure what to do. Do you think it's time we introduce his future love interest? Stay tuned.

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Tuesday

Tidbit Tuesday - April 11


Welcome to my Tuesday Tidbit with a small snippet from my W.I.P., Katherine. Here we are introduced to Katherine (Kitty) Bennet, coming home from Lucas Lodge.
She’d turned onto the road that led to Longbourn, traversing the small slope immediately following when she heard thunderous hooves pounding from behind. Before she could move out of the way, a horse and rider nearly ran her down, jumping over her body at the last minute. Startled, she screamed and tumbled into the ditch.

Arms flailing helplessly, she rolled once and came to a soggy stop at the bottom of the shallow gully. With shaking hands she pushed her bonnet back off her face and took a few precious seconds to gather her wits. Nothing was broken, that she could tell, and her heart raced along as though she’d run all the way home from Lucas Lodge. She heard the rustling of grass as the rider of the horse slipped down the embankment toward her.

“Are you hurt?”


Monday

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I've teamed up with more than 45 fantastic Inspirational Historic Romance authors to give away a huge collection of novels to 2 lucky winners, PLUS, a KINDLE FIRE to the Grand Prize winner.

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Good luck, and enjoy
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Saturday

WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS #26

And... we're back. We've discovered George is a whiz with the knife and Madame Reauchard a freak of nature with her gun. I'm glad they're the good guys. Are you wondering why the more cultured thug recognized Lord George? And, when will Lord George figure out who he is?
All in good time, my pretties.

So, we continue. George stated, "Remind me to never challenge you in a duel, Madame Reauchard."
She lowered her arm and cut him a sideways glance. "You are most fortunate I like you, Lord Kerr, otherwise that may have been you on the floor."
He took hold of her free arm and brought it to his lips, murmuring against her skin, "I am forever grateful you didn't shoot me in France."
"Bah, you are a terrible flirt." She tugged her hand from his light grasp and signaled to Colleen. "Help us find out who these two Cretans are."
~~~~~ 
"I'm afraid your cover has been compromised." Lord Grayson clasped his hands on his desk and peered at George over his glasses. "You're quite useless to us now."
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WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS #25

Oh no. In my last 'wewriwa' post the cultured thug told the other thug, Bill, to shoot the 'prancing dandy' first if they so much as moved. Doesn't look good for Lord George and the tasty tart, Evangeline.

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Now, continuing on with George and the Madame, who'd cried out, "Please don't shoot."
Her plea had the desired effect. At her cry, Bill momentarily shifted his attention from George to her. Without hesitation, George whipped the knife and lodged it in the man's heart. He halted, and the gun clattered to the floor, his expression registering surprise as he glanced down at his chest. At first there was nothing to see but the hilt of the knife protruding. Then a dark red stain spread across his dingy shirt. It took only seconds, but he looked back at George, sank to his knees and crumpled to the floor.
The other man turned and before he could point his weapon, Evangeline had raised her arm and with deadly aim, made sure he never breathed again. George eyeballed the bullet hole dead square in the assailant's forehead.
"Remind me to never challenge you to a duel, Madame Reauchard."
All comments are welcome. I hope you enjoyed my snippet.
Remember to hug someone you love today.