Here we are again at the end of another week. I don't know about you but I feel absolutely soggy. If we don't have torrential rain pouring down, the humidity in the air makes you think you have a wet blanket wrapped around your body. However, the plants and grass love it, and I don't have to water them, so win/win for me.

The Honorable Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam cannot see Miss Bennet or the annoying Mr. Camden over a HUGE epergne which squats in the center of the dining table, but he sure can hear them.
When Mr. Camden laughed again, Richard growled. Lady Northcott, seated to his right, asked if he were feeling well.
"Yes, Lady Northcott, just clearing my throat," he muttered and cleared his throat again in an attempt to assure her of his truthfulness.
He knew why Mrs. Bennet had seated Mary next to the guffawing baboon. No doubt she'd noticed Mr. Camden's ostentatious flirting within seconds of their meeting.
Laughter once again rang like church bells from that side of the table and he had the sudden urge to leap across the table and rearrange Mr. Camden's perfect face into something more abstract. If it weren't for that damnable centerpiece, he at least could tell if Mary were falling for the soon to be toothless idiot.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Miss Talbot, seated to his left asked after the last round of mirth subsided.
"Broken teeth," Richard muttered.
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Always with Love,


Welcome everyone.

I am back! The last time I posted to Weekend Writing Warriors was in March of this year. Please forgive me for being so tardy, but... real life intrudes.

During my 'hiatus' I published CATHERINE. Thank you to all of you who commented on the posts that featured Kitty and Lord George. I had a wonderful time promoting her and stacked up some lovely reviews.

This story, MARY, is one I dabble with when taking a break from GEORGIANA, Book Three of my Pride & Prejudice continued... series. MARY focuses on Miss Mary Bennet of Longbourn and Mr. Darcy's cousin, The Honorable Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam.

Considerable license taken with punctuation and sentence structure to meet the 10 line requirement of this fun writing exercise.
Mary was seated directly across the table from him, not that he could see her past the elaborate epergne that graced the center of the table. But he could hear laughter. Copious amounts of laughter and all of it from the men seated around her. The loudest came from the young gentleman he’d been introduced to only an hour ago - Mr. Timothy Camden. Heir presumptive to the Camden baronetcy. Richard loathed him on sight.
The man was so beautiful, there was no other word for it, he may as well have been painted by Michelangelo - it was unnatural. But the coup de grace happened when upon being introduced to Miss Bennet, he took her hand in his and kissed it, proclaiming her beauty should be put to paint.
He'd like to put something to paint, and it wouldn't be the lovely face of Miss Bennet. 

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Have a wonderful week, and remember to hug someone you love today.

Always, with love,

Emma & Mr. Knightley

Watched and fall in love with Mr. Knightley all over again.

Always with love,


Below are the three winners selected through Rafflecopter by the lovely Claudine Pepe of JustJane1813. I'm in the middle of re-formatting Catherine, but as soon as that's complete - copies are OFF to the winners.

Always with Love,

The Reviews are In!

Catherine is receiving lovely reviews and I thank ALL of you who have read her so far.

Read full review HERE 

Read full review HERE


I'm having so much fun during this release month and wanted to share just a fun thing with regard to Kitty and Lord Kerr


CATHERINE is available exclusively on Amazon until Mid August. Then look for her on other fine retailers.

Monday Motivation - Top 11 in 2017!!

Book One in my Pride & Prejudiced continued... series has received some nice accolades, but this was the latest and I must say I'm honored and humbled to be included in austere group of #JAFF authors.

Obsessed With Mr. Darcy included Caroline in her top eleven reviews for the year of 2017. You can read the review HERE.


Mark your calendars - I'M ON TOUR!

Promotional tour for the launch of CATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued... Book Two

May 28: My Jane Austen Book Club/Launch Post & Giveaway
May 29: From Pemberley to Milton/Excerpt Post & Giveaway
May 30: Just Jane 1813/Guest Post & Giveaway
May 31: More Agreeably Engaged/Author Spotlight & Giveaway
Jun 1: So Little Time.../Excerpt Post & Giveaway
Jun 2: Liz's Reading Life/Book Review & Giveaway
Jun 4: Diary of an Eccentric/Book Review & Giveaway
Jun 5: My Vices and Weaknesses/Book Review & Giveaway
Jun 6: Savvy Verse and Wit/Guest Post & Giveaway
Jun 7: Margie's Must Reads/Book Review Post & Giveaway
Jun 8: Obsessed With Mr. Darcy/Book Review & Giveaway
Jun 9: My Love for Jane Austen/Excerpt Post & Giveaway
Jun 10: Babblings of a Bookworm/Excerpt Post & Giveaway
Jun 11: Austenesque Reviews/Guest Post & Giveaway

I'd love to see you there and don't forget to enter the giveaway. Grand Prize winner will receive their choice of an autographed print book or digital, two other entrants will win a digital copy of Catherine. Good luck!

Always with love,


Today I received my PDF for the full print cover of Catherine and I just have to share. She's so beautiful and my cover artist, Teresa Sprekelmeyer of Midnight Muse Designs is absolutely FABULOUS! If you love Regency cover art, she's your go-to designer.

Without further ado - my full cover.

I planned on releasing the print edition closer to August, but as long as I limit distribution to Amazon, I can bring the date forward. I want all versions available for my readers, and can't wait to get my hands on an actual copy as well.

Always with love


I'm thrilled. Absolutely thrilled to announce that as of this very  minute, CATHERINE is at 54,402 words... and I'm not completely finished. Whoo Hoo!

I'm still fleshing out the final chapters, adding more angst and inner thoughts, but the meat and potatoes are on the page and everything else is all fluff.

At this time, I've set the publication date as May 19.

I chose this date in remembrance of my mother, Marjorie Danielson, who passed away in 2015. Had she survived, May 19, 2018 would have been her 100th birthday. I think it's only fitting to make this an anniversary of sorts. I always wanted to write stories my mother would be proud to read, and CATHERINE definitely meets my criteria for that wish.

I look forward to you reading my book and also I want to hear what you have to say about it.

Until then;

Always with love,

I *heart* DARCY


Why do women fall in love with Fitzwilliam Darcy of Pemberley? He was proud, arrogant, dismissive of the common folk of Meryton and practically wrinkled his nose in the presence of Mrs. Bennet and her multitude of daughters.

Let's break down his character as Miss Austen presented it. For starters, he's handsome.
Mr. Bingley was good looking and gentlemanlike; he had a pleasant countenance, and easy, unaffected manners. His sisters were fine women, with an air of decided fashion. His brother-in-law, Mr. Hurst, merely looked the gentleman; but his friend Mr. Darcy soon drew the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien;
Next came the circulated reports of his wealth.
and the report within five minutes after his entrance, of his having ten thousand a year. The gentleman pronounced him to be a fine figure of a man, the ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening,
Oh dear, only half the evening. This doesn't bode well for our intrepid hero.
till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud, to be above his company, and above being pleased; and not all his large estate in Derbyshire could then save him from having a most forbidding, disagreeable countenance, and being unworthy to be compared with his friend.
He then capped of this stunning first impression to the assembled crowd by insulting one of the Bennet sisters, considered to be a jewel of the county.
'You are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room,' said Mr. Darcy, looking at the eldest Miss Bennet.
'Oh! she is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld! But there is one of her sisters sitting down just behind you, who is very pretty, and I dare say, very agreeable. Do let me ask my partner to introduce you.'
'Which do you mean?' and turning around, he looked for a moment at Elizabeth, till catching her eye, he withdrew his own and coldly said, 'She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me; and I am in no humor at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men...'
Wow, he put a cracker in that one, didn't he? So, I ask again. How in the world did such a man earn the readers undying devotion? Stay tuned, we'll look at what has us swooning whenever we hear the name.... Mr. Darcy

Always with love


Welcome everyone. We had a rough week in the Barr household. Four out of the five of us came down with the flu - HARD. In over three days I lost twelve pounds. Now I truly know where they came up with the saying, 'weak as new born kitten'. I have't been this sick since 1985. I wanted to shed a few pounds before my big class reunion next month, but NOT like this. Anyway, we are all on the mend and can get on with living a joyous life.

This week I'm going to jump ahead a bit. I love Phillip and George, but I want to get into some meatier scenes. In this scene, Kitty has finally become more mobile and is resting in the front parlor. Her mother's sister has come to visit, and gossip. Have tea, and gossip. Eat some cake, and gossip... you get the picture. I hope you enjoy.
Mama and Aunt Philips had spoken of nothing else but Lord George from the minute Aunt walked through the door. How much more could they expound upon his features, his clothing, his manners? 
“Oh sister, he had such an air about him, such a gentleman and he must have a vast fortune. He thought nothing of losing ten pounds - ten pounds - can you imagine?”
“No, indeed I could not.”
“And that’s not all, he made sure our Kitty was looked after and even gave us some of his own laudanum so she would rest easy.”
“Truly a gentleman, we don’t have many of them here, in Meryton.”
“No, we do not. Lady Lucas would like us to believe her family’s all high and mighty, but I remember them from before Sir Lucas was knighted.” Mrs. Bennet shook out her skirt in agitation. “She didn’t have Lucas Lodge back then and it’s not nearly as grand as Longbourn.”

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Have a wonderful week, and remember to hug someone you love today.

Always, with love,


It's that time again where a merry band of writers slap words down on paper, in digital form for most of us, and then share with the world a small bite of their work. Really small bite - as in only 8-10 lines.

We left off with Lord George Kerr, the second son of a Duke, dealing with a young lad about eight years of age. Here's a flashback (of sorts). "Buttons?" Phillip grinned, showing a gap between some of his teeth, which made George think he was only about eight or nine years old. At least that was how old he'd been when all he had to show for a smile was his two front teeth with nothing on either side.

And now, continuing on....
"Yes, my horse's name is Buttons, are we in accord you will look after him?"
"I dunno, I'm supposed to help me mum and there ain't no pay lookin' after yer 'orse."
What a sad state of affairs that a child had to worry about bringing money home for the family.
"What would you say if I paid you a half guinea for a job well done?"
"A half guinea?" Phillip squeaked out, his eyes wide.
"For a job well done," George stressed. "You must do a good job in order to receive the full amount."
He already knew he'd pay the boy even if the job was incomplete, but Phillip didn't need to know that."
"I can help you hunt fer gold."
Trust Phillip to remember George was 'hunting for gold'. I told you he was a bright lad. For a complete explanation of what this blog hop is all about (read that as rules of engagement) and to find links to other authors participating this week, click HERE.

Thanks for visiting. I hope to see you next week.

Always with love,

Chapter Eight ~ CATHERINE

Chapter Eight of CATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued... Book Two is now available on A Happy Assembly. You must be a member to gain access to the forums.

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Welcome! I'm so glad you're here. It's lonely in my office with no one to talk to but the cat. I give you, Beau - he is NOT your typical cat, and yes, he sits like that ALL the time. Cracks my sister-in-law up to no end.

Last week I left off with this, At the word 'crime', the boy began to squirm again.
George tightened his grip, trying not to bruise the frail child. "Settle down, Phillip, I'm not turning you over to the magistrate."
The young lad stopped struggling.
"Seeing as you nearly caused irreparable harm to my horse, I believe I shall have you water, feed and care for him while I'm here in Cambridgeshire."
"I cain't feed yer 'orse. Ain't got no money fer that."
"I'll provide everything you require, you're job is to take care of Buttons."
"Buttons?" Phillip grinned, showing a gap between some of his teeth, which made George think he was only about eight or nine years old. At least that was how old he'd been when all he had to show for a smile was his two front teeth with nothing on either side.
Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly blog hop of an eclectic group of writers who struggle to contain their post within the 8-10 line limit. Today I was lucky. No creative punctuation required to complete my task. Ta Da! If you'd like to check out other participants, please click HERE and follow the linky guide.

Thanks for stopping by. I hope to see you next week and remember to hug someone you love today.

Always, with love,


We left off with Lord George and Phillip. What I hadn't shared in my previous post is that George engaged in a bit of subterfuge to entice the lad to follow him. He'd mused, loud enough for Phillip to hear, that he was searching for gold. Of course the boy followed... was caught by George... and, without further ado, I'll let their little side story unfold.

Phillip has just asked, 'Wot you gonna do wif me?'

Fair warning: Extreme creative use of punctuation in order to comply with the 10 line rule.
George paused and thought about his options. By the amount of filth encrusted on the child there was a good chance he didn't have caring parents, or at least parents who could afford to keep their children clean. He seemed slightly malnourished, given how he could feel fragile bones through the threadbare shirt.
No, the punishment had to be fitting, yet fair.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Phillip." The boy dared to glance up at him.
"That's a good strong name, one you can live up to." He glanced toward Kewick Manor. "I have a task you can do which is fitting for the crime."
At the word 'crime', the boy began to squirm again.
There you have it. What does Lord George have in mind for the little blighter? Stay tuned.
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Always with love,


For fun, I thought I'd share the first kiss between my characters Shelby Stewart-Steele and her estranged husband, Jake Steele (aka Tank) from ACCORDING TO PLAN. Now, what you don't know is that he left her high and dry with nary a word for almost a year. Is she mad at him? Yup. Does she still love him? Yup. Is she mad that she still love him? You betcha.

Shelby has seen that Jake is coming into her place of business and decides to hightail it out the rear of the building. As we find out throughout the book, not everything she does goes ACCORDING TO PLAN.
I blew out the rear door and had gone almost three steps when strong hands grabbed and twirled me around. I kicked and wriggled until he put me down. About to have an adult conversation - oh heck, I was going to yell at him - he bent down and rocked his lips over mine. Anything I might have said, or thought melted with the liquid fire spreading my limbs. I ached to sink into his familiar embrace until my brain finally kicked in gear and I pushed against his chest. I may as well have shoved a brick wall.
"Get off me."
"Is that anyway to say hello to your husband?" With one arm around my waist, he dipped his head and attempted to steal another kiss.
I executed a quick side step taught to me by my dad and twisted out of his arms and his lips met nothing but air. I took a small step back and ignored the rapid tattoo of my heart. Tank had a way of making me forget things, like breathing.
Oh no - do you hate him? Well, before you dig in your heels and get all mad... here's the blurb.

Jake Steele, aka Tank, walked away from his wife Shelby and their business without explanation. One year later, Shelby's hired for the biggest case of her career, locate missing socialite, Harrison Grant. To complicate matters further, Tank lands on her doorstep. He's also on the hunt for Harrison, albeit for a completely different reason. Harry is the prime suspect in the grisly murder of a call girl in L.A.

Agent Jake Steele is deep undercover as a P.I., and sometimes there's collateral damage in his line of work. His marriage to Shelby is one of them. With her life in danger, he had to let her think he left for another woman. When this case is over, Tank means to win back the heart and trust of Shelby, the only woman he's ever loved.

But, there's another person who has their eye on Shelby and will stop at nothing to possess her. From an attempted kidnapping to an explosion with deadly consequences, this is not your average missing person's case.

Chapter Six - CATHERINE

I belong to a lovely #JAFF community called 'A Happy Assembly'. There, I'm posting my WIP - Catherine. Chapter Six is up on the board and if you are a member, you can read at your leisure, as well as check out other wonderful authors who not only write Jane Austen Fan Fiction, but also delve into different stories with other favorites, such as North and South.

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Winter is finally beginning to loosen its grip on our little corner of the world, and for that I'm grateful. I've had a dreadful cold and for a while thought it was going to settle in  my chest and set up housekeeping, but it too has loosened its grip and I can BREATHE again.

I'm going to dance ahead in my story (CATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued... Book Two) and bypass all the familial sisterly conversations. Vital to the story, but boring in a ten line limit exercise. You can thank me later....

In this scene, Lord George is on his way to Cambridgeshire. His mother's estate, which will be his one day, abuts the grounds of Viscount Stanhope. George believes Stanhope is a traitor to England and his goal is to discover any evidence which supports this belief. On his way to Keswick Manor his horse suddenly rears on his hind legs, unseating George. He realizes a young lad is responsible and has 'captured' him (in an endearing way-I might add) and is now going to question him. We start with the boy talking, yelling more likely.

"Oi. Wot you want wif me?"
The grimy faced urchin kicked and wiggled in vain.
"I'd like to know why you attempted to injure my horse."
"I dunno wot yer yabberin' about."
George hauled the boy over the fence and plunked him down, keeping a firm hand on his neck.
"You spit balled a rock and hit my horse on his flank, which I know was funny to you as I fell arse over tea kettle," - the boy sniggered - "but what if the horse had come down into a rut and broke his leg."
"I never fot of that." The boy stopped struggling and lowered his head. "Wot you gonna do wif me?"

You're going to love Philip. He's a bright boy and his mother becomes a pivotal secondary character.
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Always with love,


In my story - CAROLINE: Pride & Prejudice continued... Book One - Lord Nathan and Caroline Bingley only kiss once *gasp*. Instead of showcasing their first kiss, I'm going to share one of their 'almost' first kisses.


“That is old news, Lord Nathan and we are not talking about it again.” A thought crossed her mind. How, in such a crush of people, had he witnessed her slip away? “Were you spying on me?” she asked, her eyes narrowing.
“Not spying, merely interested when I noticed you leave shortly after the Marquis exited the room.”
“Where I go and what I do is none of your business. You are not my keeper.”
He pressed closer and her breath almost stuttered to a complete stop. Idly, he lifted his hand and curled the hair that spilled over her shoulder around his finger.
“Maybe I should be appointed as your keeper. You could use some direction in life.”
“And you have a wealth of experience in advising decent young woman?”
He cupped her chin with long, lean fingers and swept his thumb across her lower lip. Unbidden warmth spread beneath her skin as she recalled the last time they’d crossed respectable boundaries. She turned her head, her eyelids fluttering down.
That one movement was her undoing. With eyes tightly closed, her other senses took over. His utterly male fragrance danced beneath her nose. Crisp and clean with a hint of shaving cream and sandalwood. No man had ever stood so close, his very nearness created a shocking intimacy and her heart thrummed in anticipation of his next advance.
“I have a wealth of experience in ways you couldn’t begin to fathom. I was a Rake, Miss Bingley, a man who thought nothing of seducing little girls like you.” The heat of his breath brushed the shell of her ear and his fingers continued to toy with her lock of hair. “I would sweep them into my arms and kiss them until nothing existed except me.”
Without thought she turned her head back toward him and their lips inadvertently touched for one searing second. He recoiled as though burned and stepped back to a respectable distance. Instantly she missed the heat of his body and fought a strange desire to boldly follow his retreat, to press her body against his.
“Please forgive me. My actions are unconscionable,” he forced through stiff lips.
Anger and pride fought for purchase of her feelings. As he turned to leave the room, anger won the day and she called out to him in her most haughty voice.
“Who are you to say these things to me?”
Slowly he faced her, his grey eyes turning the color of frosty steel.
“My actions once again contradict my character. You may choose not to believe what I say, but I am a man who prays you find your path to happiness and contentment.” He turned to walk away and then, as if he’d had another thought, turned around. “Take care who you entice with your beauty and wealth. The next man to find you alone in a hallway may take more from you than one kiss.”
He executed a tight bow and exited. It wasn’t until after he left the room that she realized she still held her fingers against her lips because they felt as though they’d been branded.
*Sigh*  I loved that scene. CAROLINE is available on all digital retailers. Please click the Regency tab across the top for access to purchase links.


I'm back! After a lengthy hiatus, partially due to taking a lovely two week vacation, we also had several unexpected losses in our family and as such, I haven't been writing all that much. Time heals all wounds, so here I am, ready to dig in and 'get her done'.

I left off with Kitty and Mary sharing a special moment. Here's a brief recap: "I'm so glad we have this moment of peace together." Impulsively she reached out and grabbed Mary's hand. "At times I feel we are strangers living under the same roof."

And now... the continuation of CATHERINE: Pride & Prejudice continued... Book Two
Creative punctuation used to comply with the ten line rule.

Clearly surprised, Mary withdrew her hand and sipped her tea and Kitty worried she'd offended her elder sister. About to apologize, she stopped when Mary spoke with a soft voice.
"I too am glad for this moment of respite as we don't get very many of them, what with Mama and all her nervous flutterings."
"Mary, I think that's the most uncharitable thing you've ever uttered," she teased with a small laugh.
Mary's smile faltered and Kitty grabbed her hand again. "I'm not censuring you, I agree with you, our parents are intractable."
Both girls giggled, the warmest sounds of sisterly affection the walls of Longbourn had heard in a great while. In time their laughter ceased although the good will lingered.

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Have a wonderful week
Always with love
And remember - hug someone you love today. You don't know if it will be the last time.