Oh my goodness, dear readers. Sales of Second Chance are going through the roof. I'm quite beside my self with joy. It's thrilling to learn that people want to read your stories. Emerald Domino is off to a good start as well this week.
I'm so delighted that I may soon have enough money for a ball gown. I assure you, muslin is fine in its place, but nothing can compare to velvet, silk and satin. Not to mention a spangled underskirt.....
Elinore doesn't understand the need for more gowns and has suggested we spend some money fixing the leaky roof. Well, I daresay not being dripped on in the middle of the night might be prodigiously pleasant, I do feel that one should have priorities after all. And my priorities lie strongly in the being well dressed department.
Puff is of course voting for more catnip toys, and God only know what the other cats are wanting. *sigh* Somehow I shall try to find a way to please everyone. Perhaps I shall sell enough books to provide for everyone's needs. That would be ideal.
Ah well, off to have tea with Elinor. I'm sure she will badger me about the roof. Lud!
Most sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
Friday, June 24, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Reviews
Well, my darling readers,
Elinor tells me someone put up a bad review of Second Chance on Amazon. How extremely hurtful. Puff is hiding under the bed, he is so upset.
Clearly this person is unaware of how difficult it is to write with 50 cats crawling all over you, not to mention that my typist/editor is Elinor who we love, but admit freely is off her rocker.
So dear reader, please excuse a few typos here and there, as with raw silk they only add to the character and authenticity of the work. When I'm rich and famous, I'll be able to afford a proper editor, but in the meantime, if you desire a better edited work, you might try spending more than 99 cents.
Of course one must take into account that the poor reviewer receives mostly one star reviews herself and is so desperate for fame, she posted her own biography on Wikipedia. Dear Lord, I'm laughing myself silly.
My tales are for your enjoyment, dear readers, not a stuffy geneology or history lesson. We hear enough boring stories in our lives, it's much better to spend time thinking of ball gowns, kid gloves, spangled underskirts and silk stockings. Don't you think?
Most sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
Elinor tells me someone put up a bad review of Second Chance on Amazon. How extremely hurtful. Puff is hiding under the bed, he is so upset.
Clearly this person is unaware of how difficult it is to write with 50 cats crawling all over you, not to mention that my typist/editor is Elinor who we love, but admit freely is off her rocker.
So dear reader, please excuse a few typos here and there, as with raw silk they only add to the character and authenticity of the work. When I'm rich and famous, I'll be able to afford a proper editor, but in the meantime, if you desire a better edited work, you might try spending more than 99 cents.
Of course one must take into account that the poor reviewer receives mostly one star reviews herself and is so desperate for fame, she posted her own biography on Wikipedia. Dear Lord, I'm laughing myself silly.
My tales are for your enjoyment, dear readers, not a stuffy geneology or history lesson. We hear enough boring stories in our lives, it's much better to spend time thinking of ball gowns, kid gloves, spangled underskirts and silk stockings. Don't you think?
Most sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
Saturday, June 18, 2011
The New Novella is ready1
Huzzah! Dear readers,
My novella, The Emerald Domino is finally finished. I'm so excited, and Puff is squirming in his own little kitty excitement as well.
Dear Elinore has just uploaded it to the places on the Internet thingy where you can purchase it. So go forth, my darling readers and purchase, for I am desperately in need of a new bonnet!
Here's what the book is about:
My novella, The Emerald Domino is finally finished. I'm so excited, and Puff is squirming in his own little kitty excitement as well.
Dear Elinore has just uploaded it to the places on the Internet thingy where you can purchase it. So go forth, my darling readers and purchase, for I am desperately in need of a new bonnet!
Here's what the book is about:
Lady Sophia Efffingham runs away to London rather than be forced into marriage with her weak-chinned cousin Theo. Until she turns eighteen, she’s under the thumb of her greedy aunt and uncle and can’t claim her fortune and the right to control her destiny. Without resources, she’s forced to masquerade as a maid to the handsome Earl of Bekam until her birthday.
Sophy doesn’t expect to fall in love at first sight with the earl, and she didn’t plan on the risky masquerade she falls into. But she’s determined to save the earl from marrying a society beauty out to snare the earl only for his money. Disguised as the Emerald Domino, she risks everything to sneak into masquerade balls and warn the earl.
The earl becomes intrigued with this mystery lady and begins to search for her. But Sophy’s relatives find her first and kidnap her, returning to their secluded home in Gloucester. The only person who can save her is the earl. But will he discover her identity and location in time?
Doesn't that sound exciting???? I hope you like it!
Very truly yours, Lady Jane Garner
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Progress
My dear readers,
I'm making progress on my new novel. I've decided I shall call it, The Emerald Domino. But my lips are sealed as to the plot at this time. I want it to be an exciting surprise!
Dear Puff is such a comfort. He keeps the other kitties away so I can write uninterrupted and sleeps with me at night....so comforting!
Now that my royalties are coming in I have bought some lovely muslin and am making a new frock. It was a close call between muslin and caramel machiattos, but the muslin won. A girl must look good. I can only hope my next check can provide for both fashion AND taste.
That's all for today, my darlings. Keep reading and stay tuned.
Most sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
I'm making progress on my new novel. I've decided I shall call it, The Emerald Domino. But my lips are sealed as to the plot at this time. I want it to be an exciting surprise!
Dear Puff is such a comfort. He keeps the other kitties away so I can write uninterrupted and sleeps with me at night....so comforting!
Now that my royalties are coming in I have bought some lovely muslin and am making a new frock. It was a close call between muslin and caramel machiattos, but the muslin won. A girl must look good. I can only hope my next check can provide for both fashion AND taste.
That's all for today, my darlings. Keep reading and stay tuned.
Most sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Addicted!
La, dear readers! I must tell you of a most unsettling experience. My dear friend, Elinor, decided we should go into town yesterday. She feels I should learn more about these modern times andhow to get along.
I left sweet Puff playing with a ball of crumpled up paper and headed out. Elinore drives what she calls a "car" and I must say, riding along in it quite takes my breath away. Although she assures me we are going slow, I was never in a horse and carraige that went so fast.
When we entered the town, more cars whizzed by us, making me squeeze my eyes shut and grip the door handle. My stomach had turned a bit queasy, but by the time we stopped, I felt better.
She took me to a place called, Starbucks, which I had heard of at the time of my initial appearance here in Suffolk. The place seems to have taken on legendary proportions in people's minds, but in effect it is a small establishment though well decorated and with a pleasing aroma of chocolate and coffee beans.
Elinore said she would order for me, and I recieved what is called a caramel macchiata. And dear reader, never has such creamy deliciousness crossed my lips, even the time the Duchess of Devonshire served Chantilly cream souffles at her summer rout.
I believe I am fair addicted to the thing now. As soon as we left, I immediately wanted another one! However Elinor says we must limit our intake as they cost a near fortune.
Just another reason to push on with my novel writing. I need more money for caramel macchiatas! I am hurrying along with my second novel called, Masquerade. It's a fun little romp about an heiress who hides as a maid to escape her evil relatives.
So back to writing, Puff has kept my seat warm so I shall settle down and get to work. The lure of caramel macchiatas leads me on!
Very truly yours, Lady Jane Garner
I left sweet Puff playing with a ball of crumpled up paper and headed out. Elinore drives what she calls a "car" and I must say, riding along in it quite takes my breath away. Although she assures me we are going slow, I was never in a horse and carraige that went so fast.
When we entered the town, more cars whizzed by us, making me squeeze my eyes shut and grip the door handle. My stomach had turned a bit queasy, but by the time we stopped, I felt better.
She took me to a place called, Starbucks, which I had heard of at the time of my initial appearance here in Suffolk. The place seems to have taken on legendary proportions in people's minds, but in effect it is a small establishment though well decorated and with a pleasing aroma of chocolate and coffee beans.
Elinore said she would order for me, and I recieved what is called a caramel macchiata. And dear reader, never has such creamy deliciousness crossed my lips, even the time the Duchess of Devonshire served Chantilly cream souffles at her summer rout.
I believe I am fair addicted to the thing now. As soon as we left, I immediately wanted another one! However Elinor says we must limit our intake as they cost a near fortune.
Just another reason to push on with my novel writing. I need more money for caramel macchiatas! I am hurrying along with my second novel called, Masquerade. It's a fun little romp about an heiress who hides as a maid to escape her evil relatives.
So back to writing, Puff has kept my seat warm so I shall settle down and get to work. The lure of caramel macchiatas leads me on!
Very truly yours, Lady Jane Garner
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Seeing the Forest despite the Trees
Good morning, lovely readers!
I took a long walk in the woods today--they grow quite thick around Elinore's house. Fortunately there are a multitude of pine trees so the ground is covered with needles, making a nice walking surface.
One of the cats came along for the walk, which surprised me a great deal. It's a lovely gray Persian with ice blue eyes. This cat has a fancy for me I believe. I noticed it stays around me fairly consistently and actually crawled in bed with me last night.
Never having been one to sleep with animals (of four OR two feet) I was a bit unnerved at first, but then the warmth and contentment of having it curled up at my feet became apparent and I nodded off.
Such an occurance made me feel a bit guilty for my tirade yesterday. Although the number of cats is quite overwhelming, I must admit, now and then they do provide a bit of company and comfort.
So I shall look past the individual issues and focus on my fortunate position of having a place to live and a kind lady who believes my rather strange tale of transportation. I shall just have to learn to deal with the cats.
I'm naming my little gray friend, Puff, for Elinore neglects to name her cats, and this one certainly deserves a name. I''m going to sew a little collar for her, and I may put a bow in her hair. Yes, that would be nice...a bow.
In any event, my writing is going well. I plan to start on another story soon, now that Second Chance is sucessfully placed for sale. But for now it's time for tea.
Yours, very sincerely, Lady Jane Garner
I took a long walk in the woods today--they grow quite thick around Elinore's house. Fortunately there are a multitude of pine trees so the ground is covered with needles, making a nice walking surface.
One of the cats came along for the walk, which surprised me a great deal. It's a lovely gray Persian with ice blue eyes. This cat has a fancy for me I believe. I noticed it stays around me fairly consistently and actually crawled in bed with me last night.
Never having been one to sleep with animals (of four OR two feet) I was a bit unnerved at first, but then the warmth and contentment of having it curled up at my feet became apparent and I nodded off.
Such an occurance made me feel a bit guilty for my tirade yesterday. Although the number of cats is quite overwhelming, I must admit, now and then they do provide a bit of company and comfort.
So I shall look past the individual issues and focus on my fortunate position of having a place to live and a kind lady who believes my rather strange tale of transportation. I shall just have to learn to deal with the cats.
I'm naming my little gray friend, Puff, for Elinore neglects to name her cats, and this one certainly deserves a name. I''m going to sew a little collar for her, and I may put a bow in her hair. Yes, that would be nice...a bow.
In any event, my writing is going well. I plan to start on another story soon, now that Second Chance is sucessfully placed for sale. But for now it's time for tea.
Yours, very sincerely, Lady Jane Garner
Friday, April 8, 2011
Cats Everywhere!
Cats, cats, cats! I originally thought there were about fifty here in Elinore’s house, but I’m starting to think I was seriously mistaken. There must be a hundred! Honestly I don’t know how she feeds them.
They come and go through a little door she had made for them, so there are invariably as many outside as in at any given time. I declare I am overwhelmed with cat hair in my bed, on my clothes, and God forbid, IN MY TEA!!!
Alas, I have nowhere else to go right now, having very little money, and Elinore is truly sweet for taking me in. But this is starting to pluck my nerves. I shall think of a way to divert some of the cats to another location if possible. Elinore can’t possibly miss ten or so among so many.
In any event, my first novel, Second Chance is now available for purchase, and I’m extremely excited about that. I shall hope that sales of this tome far exceed my expectations and then I may be able to buy a home for myself.
And I will not have any cats!
Very sincerely yours, Lady Jane Garner
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