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I’m combining #8 (HIS MISTRESS BY MORNING) and #9 (LOVE LETTERS FROM A DUKE) into one post because they actually fit into a category that I like to call: Two Covers that Make Me Cringe.
Sometimes the cover goddesses are overly generous (think The Knave of Hearts, Along Came a Duke, Memoirs of a Scandalous Red Dress, or Tempted by the Night)-I must admit, I’ve been mostly lucky in the covers that have found their way onto my books.
With the exception of these two:
Now, I know there are lots of you who will protest and say that you LOVE these covers, and that is perfectly ok. But the author has such a personal relationship with their book and when the cover doesn’t fit that vision, it is like wearing the wrong color. You know, the yellow or orange that makes you look like an alien.
These are my aliens.
Cover Faux Pas No. 1
Let’s start with Love Letters from a Duke. When I got the first pass at this cover, the carriage was all painted up like some fancy stage coach from a cheap western. While they toned that all down, (including adding more of her dress so we weren’t looking entirely up her skirt) all I see when I look at that this cover is the title I secretly have for it:
MISS MARY’S WHORISH RETURN TO THE WILD WEST SHOW.
I suppose that isn’t so secret now.
Cover Faux Pas No. 2
Someone on one of the blogs very publicly pointed out this white hot mess: My Regency era heroine has a tan line. So I have to assert categorically that there was a very secret and not well publicized tanning salon on Bond Street in 1812. That’s my story and I am sticking with it.
More to the point, my dismay with this cover is that while the title is “His Mistess by Morning“, why does my very shy, wallflower, respectable heroine have to be posed with her hand on her hip like she’s trolling for her next John? I would have preferred not.
Still . . ..
The funny thing is, I love these books. Writing His Mistress by Morning was like a gift from the story gods. The story just poured out. And Love Letters a Duke, well, I’ve never laughed so hard when writing. Felicity Langley is one of my most hilarious heroines–all because she takes herself so seriously. So you decide, wretched covers aside, which is your favorite?
HIS MISTRESS BY MORNING
LOVE LETTERS FROM A DUKE
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From the light hearted fare of SOMETHING ABOUT EMMALINE came my 7th Avon Romance, THIS RAKE OF MINE and my next hero, Mad Jack Tremont. (Yet another exit sign hero–read about that here) But Jack’s story was no comedy and suddenly I found myself writing a very gothic adventure about the dark and mysterious house on the cliff that one shouldn’t go calling at.
But knocking on the door is exactly what my heroine does. Miss Jane Porter, (aka Miranda Mabberly) a teacher from the very prestigious Miss Emery’s school is escorting home three students, when inclement weather traps them at Jack’s house, and the arrival uncovers a grand mystery.
Behind the scenes facts
I used the name of my good friend and great author, Jane Porter as a place holder of sorts for Miranda Mabberly’s alias. I often do that when I need a quick name and can’t think of just the right one–I pull the name of a friend or family member out of thin air and stick it in the manuscript with the intention of changing it later. But in this case, Jane Porter stuck, and it wasn’t until it was too late (the book was about to go to print) that I realized what I had done–or rather forgotten to do, which was rename the alias. So the name stuck and it was, in my humble opinion, a happy accident.
THIS RAKE OF MINE introduces Mad Jack’s older brother, the Duke of Parkerton. He eventually returns for his own story, MAD ABOUT THE DUKE, but here we find him to the only straight laced and normal member of the infamously “Mad” Tremonts. The duke is a bit bowled over by Jack’s houseguest/bride-to-be and says,
“A more formidable, sharp-witted woman I have never met.”
The Duke of Parkerton has that right. At least until he meets his own match.
THIS RAKE OF MINE was lampooned in the Economist with a warning to gardeners that this was not a story of yard implements. It was also nominated for the Romance Writer’s of America RITA award. And it perennially tops out as one of reader’s favorite reads.
Decide for yourself by ordering THIS RAKE OF MINE here. Or just take a quick peek inside at the Excerpt.
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Where do I start with SOMETHING ABOUT EMMALINE, my sixth Avon Romance? One of my favorite of favorites–if authors are allowed such things. I absolutely ADORE this story. But as much as I fell in love with Alex and Emmaline, it is the inspiration that is wild.
The spark for SOMETHING ABOUT EMMALINE came from, of all places, an exit sign on State Route 16 in Washington for the following: Sedgwick Rd, Tremont St, and Clifton Rd. Sedgwick, Clifton and Tremont. Those names just haunted me with heroic possibilities. I had to write their stories, and thus began my long-running series, The Bachelor Chronicles.
With my hero, Alexander Denford, Baron Sedgwick, in place, I then set out to light a fire under his carefully constructed lies as to having a wife–poor, sickly Emmaline who lived in the country and thus never came to London. Yes, yes, it has a bit of THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST, to the plot, but I did it a bit differently by bringing my hero to heel by plopping a living and breathing Emmaline into his well-ordered London life.
This is a story of a con gone very wrong and how two people who are entirely wrong for each other fall head over heels in love. I must admit, this book wrote itself–I just delighted in telling Emmaline’s story.
So in the odd way of inspiration, my spark from an exit sign turned out to be one of my heartfelt favorites. This is also one of the few books I cried over while writing. The scene where Malvina gives birth and Emmaline has to dig deep to help her friend, cut me to the heart. Also, take a good look at the cover–there is something very wrong with this scene.
Order links for SOMETHING ABOUT EMMALINE can be found here. Or just take a quick peek inside at the Excerpt.
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Inspiration comes from every facet of my life. The story behind IT TAKES A HERO (my 5th Avon Romance) came during a family dinner, while listening to my husband’s siblings teasing his unmarried sister about their upcoming visit to Lisdoonvarna in Ireland–an infamous village known for matchmaking.
Being a romance writer, what is not to love about a village with a long standing tradition of making happy endings? I was enchanted and story ideas started to bubble around. I just needed a hero and had the perfect one waiting in the wings. The one remaining unmarried Danvers brother, Rafe, who hadn’t a title or money or even the desire to wed.
That is until Rafe is hired to discover and unmask the unknown author of the ruinous Miss Darby novels.
The fun part of writing IT TAKES A HERO was then coming up with the outrageous Miss Darby novels that my heroine, Rebecca Tate is guilty of writing.
But once I had this list of perilous romantic adventures featuring Miss Darby and the love of her life, Lt. Throckmorten, I couldn’t just let them go after I finished Rafe and Rebecca’s story. No, I kept those books alive and they have been the guilty pleasure of my fictional heroines for years: Thalia Langley, Harriet Hathaway, and my latest pair, the Tempest twins, Louisa and Lavinia, are all mad for Miss Darby.
I finally had to go back through all my books and compile a complete list/synopsis of every Miss Darby novel/mention–if only to make sure I didn’t mix them up. One day, I ought to sit down and write them…
But until then, you will have to be content with the very passionate story of the dark and dangerous hero, Rafe Danvers and the romance novelist, Rebecca Tate, who stole his heart.
As I mentioned in my post about my first Avon romance, ONCE TEMPTED, Rafe Danvers is the twin brother of the oft-mentioned, and very dead Orlando Danvers. See here how these two fit into the Danvers’ Family Tree. You can also take a sneak peak inside IT TAKES A HERO or Order your copy.
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I failed to mention in my last post, (about my 3rd Avon Romance, One Night of Passion) that one of my favorite heroes of all time came to life while writing Colin and Georgie’s story. And if you’ve read these books you know I am talking about Temple. Or as he is formally known, the Marquis of Templeton.
I’ll never forget that moment. I had written the scene with Colin Danvers being tossed out on his ear by his betrothed, Lady Diana (who has just called off their wedding) and Colin is joined by his cousin, Temple. This rakish, knavish, droll Corinthian stepped off the page and directly into my heart. I literally sat back, sucked in a deep breath and went, “OMG, he’s perfect.” Even authors fall in love. And with Temple, I fell hard.
And then as Colin glances over his shoulder for one last look at his former betrothed, he realizes she never loved him, rather she is passionately in love with Temple.
Diana loves Temple?
Oh, that was a tangle–the sort I love mulling over and coming up with some wild plot to make them both mad–at each other and for each other.
Thus was born, STEALING THE BRIDE. And I’ve never been able to let Temple go. He’s appeared in so many of my books, I’ve lost track.
Find out how the Marquis of Templeton fits into the Danvers’ Family Tree. Take a sneak peak and read the Excerpt or order your own Templeton, ur, I mean, your own copy of STEALING THE BRIDE.
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