Embrace the Lace – Editorial review

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Which line stood out from all the others in the book?
Rabbie arched an eyebrow arched an eyebrow in surprise and chuckled. “Och, aye? Now that is something we should go see about, wouldna ye say, Andy? I’m nigh on famished.” To understand why this is such a great line and a laugh out loud moment you would have to read the book!
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General Summary for Context:
This is a book that mixes genres, Romance, Historical, Time Travel, Comedy, and Fantasy. There are some laugh-out-loud moments that I really enjoyed. It is what I would call a tongue-in-cheek kind of novel for people who enjoy books that don’t take themselves too seriously; for example, it is much more a romantic romp through the Highlands than an educational historical novel.
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Concise Review:

Embrace the Lace by Shannon MacLeod was a pure delight from beginning to end. I couldn’t put it down and was caught up in the magical romance from the very first page.

You might think that mixing Historical Romance, Time Travel, and Fantasy was a recipe for disaster… and you would definitely be wrong! It shouldn’t work but it does. Laird Andrew MacIver lives in Scotland, the year is 1659. After the deaths of his parents and his young wife, Andrew has had a year of mourning and now, for the sake of his clan, must choose a new wife. His uncle Alasdair is plotting Andrew’s downfall and moves in the shadows to bring disaster to Andrew and his loyal men. Thankfully, help is at hand with one of the most interesting characters in the book—a Brownie called Brown Tom. With a little magical interference, a potential partner for the clan leader is pulled through the faerie pond. Enter Evangeline (Van for short) Darling, all the way from present-day America! The three-foot mischievous Brown Tom dons the personality of a fairy godmother, but instead of sending Van to the ball, he dresses her as a warrior and sends her to battle!

The romance between Andrew and Van is intense and their banter is a sheer delight. There are several real laugh-out-loud moments as well as plenty of chuckle moments. But they are not the only interesting characters; the author has given everyone a unique personality that brings them to life. It is a fabulous romantic comedy—oops another genre! Don’t worry they all work perfectly well together for us readers who love both passion and a light-hearted historical romance. With swaggering men and simpering lasses, and one kick-ass heroine, this is an unputdownable read. I love the author’s tongue-in-cheek take and highly recommend this to people who love pure escapism.

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General thoughts on the Novel:
Enjoyable historical romance. I would definitely read something by this author again.
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You can find the book on Amazon in Kindle and paperback!

Someone to Kiss, by Jamie Anderson is A Hilarious and Heartening Take on the Pitfalls of Modern Dating

2. STK Cover Small Compressed WebAs the clock strikes midnight over a disastrous New Year’s Eve and happy couples celebrate all around her, Kate makes a resolution, hastily scrawled on the back of a napkin, that next New Year’s Eve she will have found someone of her own to kiss.

But when you’re a forty-something cat-mom who’d rather binge Netflix than brave the singles scene, finding someone to kiss turns out to be harder than it sounds. Kate is totally unprepared for navigating hook-up apps, speed-dating, and sliding into somebody’s DMs.

With the end of the year rapidly approaching, Kate seems further than ever from reaching her goal. As relationships crumble around her and dark long-kept secrets spill out, could Kate's fixation on her quest cause her to let true love slip through her fingers forever?

Someone to Kiss is a wry and witty romantic comedy, tackling serious issues with real heart. The perfect new read for fans of Beth O’Leary, Jennifer Weiner and JoJo Moyes.

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Jamie Anderson is based in Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada. A proud Canadian and Saskatchewanian, she wanted to set her first two novels in the place she was born and raised. She works in content marketing, has a certificate in professional writing and has done a smattering of freelance writing, character development and copyediting over the past several years. She’s been writing for as long as she can remember, and has been reading for longer than that. She lives happily with her mountain of books, her TV and her two plants.

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Whisper of Hope

J .B. Millhollin

8 9 19 Whisper of Hope Book Cover update 1He took her hand. “Are you leaving?”

“I don’t know yet. I have a broker coming to look at the house this week. I just don’t know if I can get out from under it without losing a lot of money. I’ll know more the middle of the week.”

“If you can just break even on the house, are you still planning on leaving?”

“Yes, I am. David, I just can’t handle it here, and the last few weeks have made that even more apparent.”

“I understand.”

“I hope so, I really do. I simply cannot live in an up and down world as I would be if I stayed. I can’t drive by his grave one morning, and then have you come home to me that night. The extreme emotions of each day will not work for me. I’d rather be broke, and living away from here, than live that kind of life. Come with me. Please. If I do conclude, financially, that I can leave here, come with me. We’ll figure it out, together.”

He looked away, as he considered her response. As he turned to face her, he said, “First of all, you know how much I love you. Don’t ever question that, Hope. Maybe someday I can leave here, but not much has changed since we last discussed this. I really can’t even consider it right now. The timing is just not right. My brother needs me. I have a practice I can’t leave. I got alimony…I got…”

He hesitated, then smiled and said, “Maybe, someday…but not now, not the way things are.”

Hope looked down, released his hand, and said, “I understand.”

she stood and wiped the tears from both eyes. “I’ll let you know what’s going on. I’ll give you a call when I know what I’m doing.”

He nodded and watched as she walked away.

 

The Spring and Autumn of Ancient China

Veronica Skye

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There is a period in ancient Chinese history that was called ‘The Spring and Autumn', referring to the time between 770 BC to 403 BC. Its name might elicit romantic thoughts from the unsuspecting, but it was one of the more brutal periods in the history of ancient China of constant turmoils.

Due to poor management, the vast Central Kingdom under the Zhou rulers had been broken up into hundreds of smaller fiefdoms in this period, oversaw by relatives of the central ruling family. These men held the title of Dukes and Barons. Among them were a handful of powerful states that were not satisfied with the size of their lands and its resources, and constantly invaded and took lands from their neighbors.

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In the Duke & I, the archaic and peaceful tribe of Lirong , a once nomadic tribe which descended from the Mongolians that settled on the secluded Mount Blackmare suddenly found itself sandwiched between two superpowers, the Qin and the Jin.

The Qin would be the ultimate winner at the end of the five hundred years struggle and built the now world-famous Great Wall of China and the terracotta army tomb of the first Emperor of China who united all states in 221 BC, but at the time of the story at 672 BC, they were only one of the many who harboured ambitious dreams of unifying the country.

The Jin had foreseen the anger of leaving the Qin unchecked, and they started invading lands between them, including Lirong, Hu, Guo, Zheng, and many other smaller states to create buffer zones between them.

(I have included a link to a youtube video which showed how the map of ancient China changed over time. The light pink area on the top left that kept growing and growing is the State of Jin. The bright green one on the far left would be Qin. Lirong is too small to be identifiable on the map.)

After the army of Lirong was poorly defeated, the Duke of Jin demanded offerings from the Baron of Lirong. His two daughters, age unknown in history but no doubt already considered marriage-age in their teens in those times, were then sent off to be the brides of the Duke.

We do not know the names of his daughters from historical records, but we do know that the elder princess of Lirong was give the title of Consort Li (Liji) subsequently in the harem of the Duke of Jin after the Mountain Li, which mean a beautiful black female horse for its resemblance to the animal.

This was the backdrop of the story to the Duke and I, in which the Princess of Lirong will make her arduous journey with her younger sister from Lirong to Jin and began her long road to avenge for her country, as it would soon be annihilated after she arrived in the court.

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Would you like to know more about the story of the Princess of Lirong and her heroic acts?

Read the Duke & I series to find out!

The Regency Decade: Post Three – 1812 – A Year of War and Violence

1812 was marked by warfare and violence. In England, the Luddite protests continued, with machinery broken at Nottingham, Leeds, Bristol, Sheffield and Manchester to name but some of the areas affected. Troops were sent to Cornwall to put down riots among the miners who demanded reductions in the price of food. The Frame Breaking Act of 1812 made ‘machine breaking’ a capital offence and in May a Special Commission was set up to try captured Luddites.

On 11 May, the UK was shocked by the assassination in the lobby of the House of Commons of the Prime Minister, Spencer Perceval who was shot at point-blank range by John Bellingham who had a long-standing grievance against the government. When news of the murder reached Nottingham however, the Riot Act had to be read and the military called out to suppress the public celebrations of shouts, huzzas, drums beating, flags flying, bells ringing, and bonfires blazing.

Assassination of Spencer Perceval

In Spain, the army under the command of Lord Wellington first besieged and then successfully stormed the cities of Ciudad Rodrigo and Badajoz. Badajoz was taken on 6 April and subsequently sacked by the British army in what Sir Harry Smith in his autobiography describes as ‘A scene of horror I would willingly bury in oblivion. The atrocities committed by our soldiers on the poor innocent and defenceless inhabitants of the city, no words suffice to depict.’ He continues: ‘Yet this scene of debauchery, however cruel to many, to me has been the solace and the whole happiness of my life for thirty-three years. A poor defenceless maiden of thirteen years was thrown upon my generous nature.

The story of Harry Smith and Juana María de Los Dolores de León is one of the great love stories not only of the Regency but also of the nineteenth century. Married within a couple of days of their meeting in 1812, she devotedly followed the drum. She learnt to ride and kept up with the regiment on the long marches through mountainous Spain and over the Pyrenees into France. She accompanied him when possible on his overseas postings and they were rarely parted until his death in 1860. The town of Ladysmith in South Africa is called after her.

If you would like to know more about them, I highly recommend Georgette Heyer’s The Spanish Bride which draws heavily on the memoirs of Harry and other Riflemen to describe the first years of their marriage, up to and including the Battle of Waterloo, and for the rest, I refer you to Sir Harry himself whose autobiography written in a colloquial, anecdotal style is most entertaining. The portraits below were painted three years after their wedding in Paris in 1815, after the Battle of Waterloo.

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Portraits of Harry and Juana Smith

This was the age of the Romantic Poets—among others, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Shelley and Keats, and it is interesting to see their heightened sensibility and emotional outpourings reflected in the memoirs of military men such as Harry Smith and his fellow rifleman, Sir John Kincaid. Kincaid also describes the arrival of Juana and her elder sister into the British camp at Badajoz and the sister’s impassioned appeal for protection for the younger woman. ‘Nor was it [the appeal] made in vain! Nor could it be abused, for she stood by the side of an angel! A being more transcendingly lovely I had never before seen—one more amiable I have never yet known……..to look at her was to love her; and I did love her, but I never told my love, and in the meantime, another and a more impudent fellow stepped in and won her.’

In March 1812 another romantic poet, the twenty-four-year-old Lord Byron, published the first two cantos of Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage and, as he described it, ‘awoke to find himself famous'.  His passionate verse and brooding, flawed hero appealed to feminine hearts while, as can be seen in the portrait below from 1813, he knew how to present himself in the most romantic light. He was perhaps the first popular heartthrob, idolised by innocent girls and society matrons alike. After meeting him for the first time, the married Lady Caroline Lamb described him in her diary as ‘mad, bad and dangerous to know’;  in other words irresistible to a woman known for her restless spirit and passionate enthusiasms, Soon the couple  embarked on a very public affair that was to both scandalise and entertain the polite world of the haut ton for several years.

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Portraits of Lady Caroline Lamb and Lord Byron

Meanwhile, across the Atlantic, all was not well between the UK and its former colony and, on 18 June 1812, the United States declared war on the United Kingdom.

6 days later, on 24 June, Napoleon invaded Russia. On 14 September he entered Moscow. But what might have been supposed to be one of his greatest triumphs, turned out to be his downfall. The Russians had evacuated the city, withdrawing also the civic authorities but leaving behind them a small detachment charged with firing the city. Composed mainly of wooden buildings, Moscow was burnt almost completely to the ground. Napoleon was left with no choice but to retreat along the same route he had taken to reach the city and which had been denuded of supplies, including fodder for the horses. Starving, and wearing uniforms that were no match for a Russian winter, the Grande Armée suffered devastating losses. After almost ten years, the tide of war had turned.

 

That One Small Omission

Anna Belle Rose

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Devon tilted his head. “You got reprimanded?”

Maggie sighed, “Yeah, a formal verbal reprimand. And was told I’m lucky it wasn’t a formal written reprimand that would go in my personnel file.”

“I don’t get it. Why were you reprimanded?” Mike asked, as he poured more merlot into all three glasses.

Devon smiled, then asked, “So, start again. Start to finish, what happened today with the Dean and President?”

Maggie stiffened. “Stop sounding like a lawyer.”

“I am a lawyer. And knowing you, I may have to defend you in a labor lawsuit at some point, so I want to make sure I have my facts straight.”

Maggie took a sip of wine. “It’s a long story.”

Devon looked at Mike, who shrugged, “We’ve got time.”

She smiled, “Does it ever occur to the two of you that our social lives suck? That this is the extent of our social lives?”

Mike chuckled, “You mean that after almost twenty years of friendship, our big social event is getting together every month to eat pizza and drink wine?”

Devon’s eyes clouded with sadness, “It used to be the four of us.”

Maggie squeezed his hand, “And she specifically told us she’d come back to haunt us if we didn’t continue the tradition.”

Devon continued, “So explain what happened.”

“Oh, the whole day sucked. It started badly…”

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The day had started badly. Maggie awoke in a fog, smelling coffee. She usually woke early to work out, her coffee pot set to start automatically while she showered. Smelling coffee clearly meant she was already running at least an hour behind. Damn!
Twenty minutes later, she poured the liquid java into a travel mug. As she stepped over the toys scattered across the rug, her heart constricted. It always felt so weird when the boys were away. But, at least this morning, she could probably still make her meeting relatively on time, since she wouldn’t have to stop at daycare.

Five minutes later, she pulled into the lot and grimaced to see another car occupying her normal spot. After three futile circuits, she finally pulled onto the grass at the side of the lot, hoping Security would ignore her car this one time.

She hopped out of the car and yanked her bag from the passenger seat, breaking into a jog toward the Commons Building. How could she be late for the most important faculty meeting of the year? With any luck at all, she could duck in the back door and find a seat without anyone noticing.

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