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This blog quiz I came across gave me the idea for today’s post: What City Do You Belong In?

According to the quiz I belong in –Paris!


You Belong in Paris



Stylish and expressive, you were meant for Paris.

The art, the fashion, the wine!

Whether you’re enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park…

You’ll love living in the most chic place on earth.

What City Do You Belong In?

Since I am beyond excited about planning my fall France trip (which you will all get sick of hearing about, I’m sure!) this seemed appropriate. I decided to have a Paris-y, fashion-y night, and started by ordering some perfume samples from The Perfumed Court (I’ve been reading my way through Perfumes: The Guide and found several scents I need to test), and tried some craft-y stuff.

Usually crafts and I don’t mix well. Things get glued or sewn together that are not meant to, messes get made. But I’ve been working on accessories for my costume for the RWA Beau Monde soiree this summer. I had a shoe dilemma–I have the perfect style of shoe, left over from a bridesmaid outfit several years ago, but it wasn’t the right color. Yet they’re too dark to re-dye. Megan advised me to put beads on it, so I borrowed my mother’s glue gun (Warning!! Hot glue ahead!) and took a trip to Hobby Lobby to find some beads. This is the result–what do you think? And does anyone know where I can get some big, plummy ostrich feathers?

And it was on this day in 1774 that Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette ascended the throne of France! A candle was kept in the window of Louis’s grandfather, Louis XV, who was dying of smallpox, to signal his demise. It was extinguished at 3 in the afternoon, and immediately “a terrible noise, exactly like thunder” (from Madame Campan’s memoirs) as the courtiers ran toward the Dauphine’s apartments to make their obeisances. The young couple (still practically teenagers) fell on their knees and prayed together, “Dear God, guide us and protect us. We are too young to reign.”

But no one lingered at Versailles, due to the threat of contagion. By four o’clock the royal family was on their way to Choisy, leaving servants to clean up after the dead king, and a group of English tourists free to wander the chateau (they found the state apartments “dirty and neglected,” but liked the rooms of the Mesdames Tantes with their books and musical instruments). Louis XV was hastily sealed up in his coffin and driven to St. Denis in Paris. Lady Mary Coke observed that the people along the road, rather than showing respect and concern, “whooped and hallooed as if they had been at a horse-race instead of a funeral procession.” It was a new day in France.

What city do you belong in? Take then quiz and let us know!

Diane will be stepping in next Saturday–my baby brother is getting married that day, and I’ll be buried in Family Things! But I’ll be back the next Saturday with a full wedding report. Be sure and join us on Monday the 19th, when my Grand Central Publishing editor Alex Logan will be here to answer your questions and talk about the GCP romance program. See you then!


I turned in Balthazar’s book last week (yay! I love writing The End and sending a story winging off) and have started my next book, or at least the preliminaries for it. This is the 3rd in my Regency-set trilogy “The Muses of Mayfair,” and is set in Bath. So, I got out postcards and photos of the city to add to my Inspirations Board (pictured here).

But the Board is not quite complete. Like many writers, I do like to “see” my characters (or maybe I just like looking at pictures of handsome actors?), and thus have to add images of them to my Inspirations. My heroine, Thalia (the youngest of the 3 classical-scholarly Chase sisters) was easy enough. She is young, blonde, and very very cute. Her sisters compare her to a porcelain shepherdess, and she hates that. But she does like the advantage that appearing fragile and fluffy can give her. No one expects her to cause mischief, so she never gets in trouble for it. She looks a bit like Kirsten Dunst.

The hero, Count Marco di Fabrizzi, was harder to picture (hard to picture for a dark, sexy Italian, that is!!). I can see him in my mind, but my usual Hero Inspirations just weren’t working quite right. Orlando was the hero of my last book–he needs a wee rest! So, when I mentioned my dilemma in the comments of Elena’s Wednesday post, Elizabeth Mahon reminded me of Rodrigo Santoro. Perhaps he’s best known for 300 (though totally unrecognizable there). I loved him in those Chanel No. 5 commercials with Nicole Kidman, the ones where she wears that big pink feather dress and goes running through the streets to live in a garret with him. Voila, I have my Marco! I am now ready for Chapter One, Page One. Maybe.

And it was on this day in 1810 that Lord Byron swam the Hellespont on his Grand Tour. This is still quite a feat today (every August, there’s a Turkish Remembrance Day Hellespont swimming race), and Byron accomplished it despite his clubbed foot! And then he wrote a poem about it.

For me, degenerate modern wretch,
Though in the genial month of May,
My dripping limbs I faintly stretch,
And think I’ve done a feat today
.

Do you swim? (I enjoy a few laps in the pool, but seriously doubt I could brave the Hellespont!) What do you do for Inspiration when starting a story?

Oh, and in my never-ending quest for the perfect English real estate, the place for great Riskies retreats, I found this property this week. Now I must go buy a lottery ticket…


As anyone who’s paid even passing interest to my posts lately knows, I’ve just moved. After 13 years of being in the same apartment.

So writing? No, not so much lately.

But I have set up my office, sort of; when Amanda was visiting, she helped me lug boxes of research and Regency books up to the second floor, where I sit typing now. Last week, I managed to get them onto the shelves.

I have a lot of books, especially for someone who admits she’s not much of a researcher. What I do get from my vast collection, however, is inspiration; for example, I have a book I snagged from my dad’s even vaster collection:

The Hell-Fire Club by Donald McCormick

I haven’t even opened it (mostly ’cause it smells funny, the way old paperbacks do), but how inspiring is it, even from the cover? The top line on the book reads “The Weird Story of the Amorous Knights of Wycombe.” Come on, how awesome would it be if one of our heroines snuck into the Hellfire Club? Or the hero was a member?

I also have on my shelf a book I’ve mentioned here before, the Regency Underworld by Donald A. Low (do you smell a trend? Yeah, I don’t think I’ll be writing about a traditional debutante and her Season anytime soon. My new agent likes it that I’m edgy, which is cool).

Another book that will be way useful, when I actually open it, is The Great North Road by Frank Morley, which my dad (my research partner) left notes in after writing me a huge document on all roads leading to London (I am writing a “Road To . . .” series, so my characters are traveling to and fro).

Mostly, though, I sit here and look up and smile because the two shelves look like they belong to a Regency Author’, which is what I am.

What are your favorite history books? Besides the Regency, which are your favorite periods to know about?

I’ve been brainstorming about names for a week or two, in between heat waves and book binges and headaches and out-of-town visitors.

I like finding the right sound for a character name, but I also like playing with connotations. In MY LADY GAMESTER, I named the hero’s somewhat immature, rather weak younger brother Edmund — hoping to draw on memories of either the Edmund in THE LION, THE WITCH & THE WARDROBE, or the one in MANSFIELD PARK (or both).

On the other hand, the heroine’s younger brother was Tom. As opposed to Edmund, Tom was boyish, energetic, and none too sophisticated.

But right now, I’m figuring out names for my work in progress, which is a young adult novel (and, eventually, a loosely-linked series of young adult novels.) The first one has a lot of minor characters, so I need to find names which are memorable, distinct, and sound like the character they represent. And, if I’m lucky, the social group the character belongs to!

See, in the modern-day high school where my story takes place, there are two basic social groups I’m dealing with:

1) the group which, for lack of a better term, I’m currently calling the POPULAR KIDS, who are high-achieving, good-looking, athletic kids from well-to-do families; and

2) the group which for convenience sake I’m calling the NERDY KIDS, who are brainy and studious and come from more varied backgrounds than group #1.

However, I’m having a little bit of difficulty, so…if you could all help me out a bit, I’d really appreciate it!!! Could you let me know, on first seeing each of the following girl’s names, which of the above two groups you would expect them to belong to? (Knee-jerk reaction here.)

Gretchen
June
Harmony
Nia
Wren
Jena
Wynne
Jazz
Tabitha
Holly
Wenda
Hope
Ivy
Jasmine
Winter
Jenny

Thank you all SO much!!!!

Cara
Cara King
, who hated her hard-to-spell-or-pronounce name as a kid

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