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The instant I stepped out of the house this morning, I looked at the sky, sighed, and said, “Winter is coming.” (And, yes, that was a deliberate George RR Martin reference.) You see, I live in Seattle, and the sky above was a gloomy gray. It wasn’t raining right at that instant, but my car was dappled with raindrops from a recent shower.

Contrary to what the rest of the country seems to believe, it ISN’T always like that here. The weather gods console us for eight months or so of annual gray gloom with the best summers in the world. It hardly rains at all between July 4 and sometime in mid-September. Most days the highs are in the 70’s, maybe the 80’s, but even then it’s comfy in the shade because in keeping with our nonexistent summer rainfall it’s a dry heat. And because we’re so far north, we have long, long days to savor the perfection of our summer.

Summer in my city

And this summer? Arguably the best weather we’ve had in a generation. So you can understand why this morning’s cloudy reminder of what my city looks like the rest of the year made me want to weep a little:

Winter is coming for YOU.

That’s what my morning commute looks like in early November. In late December it’s still pitch dark, even though I don’t get to work till 7:45 or so.

Our local weathermen faithfully promise our sunshine will be back, maybe as soon as tomorrow. But I still can’t escape the signs of the changing season. We’re starting to get mail from the school district with logistical info for Miss Fraser’s fourth grade year, which starts in less than three weeks. We’re planning our holiday vacation time at work, since we have to juggle our schedules to make sure someone is in the office. The spam in my inbox is giving me great offers on new fall fashions.

But throughout the seasonal rhythm of the year, my writing remains a constant. Now that A Dream Defiant is out, I’m hard at work on my proposal for its sequel, which is set mostly in America in the aftermath of the Battle of New Orleans. And I’m already busy researching my next manuscript–one with a French hero, set during Napoleon’s invasion of Russia in 1812. The winter that’s coming for Jacques Gordon (yeah, he’s French, but he’s also half-Scottish, and related to the Gordons in my earlier books) is far more dire than anything Seattle is likely to throw at me….

Retreat

What does the changing season have in store for you?

I’m on my way home after a week in San Francisco hanging out with Pam Rosenthal and staging the great SF mobile writing retreat. Mobile in the sense that we had no fixed address (apart from my solo turn at Pam’s kitchen table yesterday), but parked ourselves in whatever coffee shop had wifi–which is of course essential to good solid writing–and power. (btw, Starbucks, you cannot make a nice cup of tea. I don’t know what it is but it tastes stewed from the get go. I guess this is what happens when you order tea in a place renowned for its coffee.)

We both got a lot of stuff done and also polished up our presentations–mine was on writing humor, which I gave to the SF-RWA last Saturday (and it’s coming to Maryland Romance Writers in November). Pam’s was last night at the Pink Bunny, an upscale lingeries/sexy stuff store, about writing BDSM. Both very well received. All this and I got to have nachos with the lovely Ms. Jewel, Korean food with the lovely Isobel Carr, and lots of book talk. Lots more great food in good company and a memorable day in the Asian Art Museum.

It’s interesting how productive you can be with a friend parked opposite you also being productive. Why is this? We didn’t resort to cries of encouragement or word counts within a certain amount of time. I don’t know that either would have worked since we both have such different styles and I am doing a rewrite/reconstruction (don’t ask me how, I lost my final manuscript. Well, it was written seven years ago). We didn’t even talk to each other much (not while writing). We just sat there and plugged away.

An interesting process. I don’t know how long this would have taken on my own, weeks or months rather than days, and I got some icky plot problems solved from the original and figured out how to work in a final sex scene. Pam very wisely told me I needed more talk less action and she was right. And I got to see a couple of excerpts from her WIP. (No, I’m not saying a word.)

I don’t know why this particular chemistry happens, and I’d like to hear your thoughts. Is it because writing is such a solitary pursuit that having a bit of company is a comfort? That  if you get to one of those places where you get stuck knowing that you have someone to bounce an idea off gives you the oomph to move forward?

What do you think?

 

 

I am almost done with my second Amanda Carmack mystery novel, Murder at Westminster Abbey (due–gulp!–Thursday!).  It’s set around the events of the coronation of Elizabeth I on January 15, 1559, and at this point I sort of feel like I was there myself, I’ve spent so much time researching every detail.  (Who wore what?  How many processions were there?  Who carried the queen’s cloth of gold and ermine train?  Answer to the last: the Duchess of Norfolk, who was nearly knocked over when souvenir-seekers pushed her out of the way to tear up the carpet the queen walked on from Westminster Palace to the Abbey…)

Just for fun–here is a sneak peek at the cover of the book!  It will be out in April 2014, and the image is still being tweaked, but you can see what it will look like…

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So I thought today I would take a very brief look at the history of Westminster Abbey!  It’s a vast, fascinating place, overwhelming for a history lover (Risky Diane and I once had a long, jet-lagged visit to the Abbey in a torrential rainstorm!).  There are over 3000 burials there, with over 600 monuments and tablets, many to famous (and infamous) people.  Over 16 royal weddings have taken place here, the most recent the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge.

Westminster1But its history started a VERY long time before Kate Middleton walked down the aisle in a Grace Kelly-esque gown.  Legend has it a fisherman named Aldrich saw a vision of St. Peter on a plot of riverside land called Thorney Island (the Fishmonger’s Company still presents and annual salmon to the Abbey).  In the 960s/70s, St. Dunstan and King Edgar established an order of Benedictine monks on the site, then named after St. Peter.  (It eventually became known as “west minster” to distinguish it from St. Paul’s, the “east minster”).

In 1042, King Edward the Confessor began rebuilding St. Peter’s in the Norman Romanesque style.  It was consecrated on December 28, 1065, sadly just a week before the king’s death, and he was buried before the high altar.  The first coronation took place there a year later, of William the Conquerer (every royal coronation since has taken place there).  There is little left of the Confessor’s church now, just the rounded arches and support columns of the undercroft and the Pyx Chamber.  The present church was begun in 1245 by Henry III in the fashionable Gothic style.  There have been a few more additions over the years, most notably the beautiful Lady chapel of Henry VII, with its gorgeous fan-vaulted ceiling and the elaborate gilded tomb of Henry and his wife Elizabeth of York.  (Elizabeth I and Mary I are buried in a side aisle of the chapel, but Henry VIII is at Windsor.  His only wife buried at Wesminster Abbey is the rejected Anne of Cleves).

Westminster3The medieval monastery was dissolved in 1540, and  Henry VIII erected Westminster into a cathedral church with a bishop (Thomas Thirlby), a dean and twelve prebendaries. The bishopric was surrendered on 29 March 1550 and the diocese was re-united with London, Westminster being made by Act of Parliament a cathedral church in the diocese of London. Mary I restored the Benedictine monastery in 1556 under Abbot John Feckenham. But on the accession of Elizabeth I the religious houses revived by Mary were given by Parliament to the Crown and the Abbot and monks were removed in July 1559. Queen Elizabeth I refounded the Abbey by a charter dated 21 May 1560 as a Collegiate Church, a Royal Peculiar exempt from the jurisdiction of bishops and with the Sovereign as its Visitor.  In place of the monastic community a collegiate body of a dean and prebendaries, minor canons and a lay staff was established and charged with the task of continuing the tradition of daily worship (for which a musical foundation of choristers, singing men and organist was provided) and with the education of forty Scholars who formed the nucleus of what is now Westminster School.

A couple books I’ve used in researching the history and floorplans of the Abbey are Tony Trowles’s Treasures of Westminster Abbey (2008) and James Wilkinson’s Westminster Abbey: A Thousand Years of Music and Pageant (2003).  I also watched a DVD of William and Kate’s wedding to study details of the church a little closer!

Westminster4Next week, I will share some of my research of the 1559 coronation itself, and what we might look for when it comes to the future coronations of Charles III and William V.

 

 

 

 

Have you been to Westminster Abbey?  What was your favorite site there???

Thanks to Carolyn for filling in for me yesterday!  We are taking over each other’s identities this week (though I would probably get her fired from her day job, so maybe that’s not such a good idea…)  It’s been a little crazy getting caught up around here after RWA and my much-too-short beach vacation after.  I have to turn in my second Elizabethan mystery, “Murder at Westminster Abbey” on (gulp!) the 15th, the weather is ridiculously hot here just as my car AC decided to die, and I have no ideas for fun, clever blog posts.  Nada.  Naught.

But there is fun going on, too!  I have been reading lots of good stuff.  Just finished CW Gortner’s The Queen’s Vow, about Isabella of Castile.  I love Gortner’s historical fiction, and was so excited to start this one.  Have not been at all disappointed!

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I’ve also been watching some TV.  I just discovered that one of my favorite mystery series, Kerry Greenwood’s 1920s “Phryne Fisher” books, have a TV series that goes along with them!!!  I got them on Netflix and have been glomming episodes all week.  The stories are truncated into an hour format, of course, but the actress is spot-on right for Phryne and the costumes are to-die.

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I’ve been researching for the next WIP, my Brazil-set Regency!  I found this book, “Tropical Versailles,” on ABE Books and it’s proving invaluable.  I can’t wait to start writing this one!  (though I still think I need a little research trip to Rio, just to be sure…)

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But life hasn’t been all work!  Last weekend I went with some friends to a Murder Mystery Dinner at a local b&b.  The story was set in the 1940s, so out came my aunt’s velvet vintage gown (sadly, the house’s AC also went out that night, so velvet–yeah, not a good idea), character assignments were studied, and mysteries were solved.  I learned some stuff about plotting that night.  1) Too many characters (there were over 50 in this story) gets really confusing, and not everyone can play a real part…  2) Making your murderer characters who are “out of sight” and not talked about in the story is a bit of a cheat 3) Wine and summer humidity make people punch-drunk 4) This is a ton of fun!!

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But fun is over for now, and I am off to finish this book!  What have you been doing this week?

31VTJj4VuVL._SY355_Karen and Maria, you are the winners of the great big fat amazon contest.  I will be sending you emails and we’ll work out how to send you your loot, including–should you be ordering real books–your very own Hutzler 517 Banana Slicer (check out the reviews).

Congratulations, and thanks to everyone who receives and reads the infrequent newsletter, and the newbies who will do so in future!

The week of asking for help continues.

I’m traveling out west to San Francisco next week to speak to the San Francisco Area Romance Writers chapter on how to bring comedy into romance: Romance–It’s No Laughing Matter. And I have a problem. Part of the workshop will be an interactive analysis of funny stuff. I’ll be using some Austen, probably something from Northanger Abbey, which has some very funny stuff, and I’m also using an excerpt from Getting Rid of Bradley by Jennifer Crusie. If you’re familiar with that book I’m using the brilliantly written scene where Zak meets Lucy’s dogs.

I need one more funny scene. What would you suggest? (I don’t want to use my own books. I hate it when author presentations turn into infomercials.)

Please suggest your favorite funny romances and you can even suggest scenes which would be even better! Next week I’ll be blogging from SF and it would be great to meet some Risky friends on August 10.

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