Summer Beach Bag Giveaway!

It's vacation season and excitement mounts as that long-awaited time at the beach approaches. To add to your anticipation, some Harlequin Historical authors are offering a bevy of prizes to fill your beach bag with fun items (and BOOKS of course!) for that relaxation time.

Each participating author will have an activity planned on their website for their special day. You may be asked to comment on a blog, do a scavenger hunt, or visit a Facebook page. For each day you participate, your name will be entered into the Grand Prize drawing.

Introducing Our Exciting New Regency Series, Castonbury Park

‘We’re going to do an historical continuity series,’ my editor told me last June. ‘It will be Regency, with an Upstairs/Downstairs theme, and you’d be one of eight authors. What do you think?’

I thought it sounded like a really exciting opportunity, so I leapt at it. Almost a year on, the first book (a prequel not originally scheduled) about to be published, and I think I speak for all eight of us when I say that it was definitely exciting, but also extremely challenging, at times frustrating, seriously time-consuming, and much more complicated than any of us anticipated. It was also great fun, and maybe most importantly, we think that Castonbury Park, which has intrigue, tragedy, and scandalous liaisons galore, is a really different take on the Regency world.

But back in July last year, we were just eight authors in three countries and several different time zones, struggling to understand what on earth we’d got ourselves into. With the first deadlines already looming, we had to come up with a family to provide the heroes and heroines for each of the books, a world for them to live in, a timeframe which complemented our existing historical expertise, and a thread, an overarching story of some sort that would bind all the books together.

Emails came thick and fast as we debated dates, locations and names – you would not believe how many emails and how much research it took to come up with names. As an author you are accustomed to being in charge of creating your own worlds, your own plot, allowing your characters to go in whichever direction you choose, whenever you choose. As part of a continuity team, you are to an extent constrained, something which those of who, like me, prefer their plot-line to be ‘fluid’, found –  well, quite frustrating!. In a continuity series, you must keep your story within the agreed timeframe, maintain the setting and be true to the landscape, make sure that you keep other people’s creations consistent, and, perhaps most difficult of all, you have to commit to taking the overall story forward, while at the same time writing a book that still has your hero and heroine at the forefront. See what I mean about challenging?

After much debate, checking with our editor, more debate, tweaking, checking and double-checking, we agreed to set our series in the aftermath of the Napoleonic wars, which had left our wealthy, aristocratic Montague family in a state of turmoil. One son killed at Waterloo, a missing heir, monstrous debts, and a duke in decline provided the starting point for eight linked but highly original stories. We chose Derbyshire as our setting, a county which is home to one of our authors, we based our stately home on the real-life Kedleston Hall, which two of our group had visited, and we populated it with some key servants who would be present in every story.

But the devil, as they say, is in the detail. It was when we all started writing more or less at the same time, that the complexity of what we had taken on hit us. What colour were the dining room walls? What kinds of food did the new French chef like to serve for dinner? What did the Montague children remember about their dead mother? What games did they play together when they were younger? Who rode, what horse, which carriage? Did the butler start out in service as a boot boy or a second footman? And most challengingly of all, how did the family and household in the next book react to the ending of the previous one – which is a pretty tricky question to answer, when the previous book hasn’t actually been written! Not only did we have to understand our own characters, we had to make sure that the ‘continuity’ characters were consistent. and we to make sure that if we wrote dialogue for someone else’s hero or heroine, it sounded right. Now you can see what I mean about time-consuming – and stressful!

‘We want scandal, scandal, scandal,’ our series editor told us, and Castonbury Park certainly has that, with some outrageous relationships between ‘upstairs’ and ‘downstairs’. While the house and servants are key continuity ‘characters’ which play a role in every book, some of the stories travel further afield to Spain and to India.

The first book, an ‘extra’ prequel which I’ve written, is out on 1^st June. Flirting with Ruin  is a short story which sets the scene for the series and introduces some of the main characters. It’s also a sexy, passionate romance between two people who meet by chance and take a chance on love.

I hope I’ve whetted your appetite for our Regency continuity series. You can be sure you’ll be hearing more from us and from Castonbury Park very soon.

Castonbury Park

Flirting with Ruin (Undone! Prequel) - Marguerite Kaye, June 2012

The Wicked Lord Montague - Carole Mortimer, August 2012

The Housemaid’s Scandalous Secret - Helen Dickson, September 2012

The Lady Who Broke the Rules  - Marguerite Kaye, October 2012

Lady of Shame - Ann Lethbridge, November 2012

The Illegitimate Montague - Sarah Mallory, December 2012

Unbefitting a Lady - Bronwyn Scott, January 2013

Redemption of a Fallen Woman - Joanna Fulford, February 2013

A Stranger at Castonbury - Amanda McCabe, March 2013

There’s excerpts, background and more about Castonbury Park on my website here. I’m always happy to chat on Facebook or Twitter. And if you want to see the ideas and inspiration behind some of my stories, including the two Castonbury books, then check out my boards on Pinterest. 

Harlequin Historical Authors' First "Round Robin"

Lady Ambleforth’s Afternoon Adventure

Does this title intrigue you?  I hope so.  Starting on June 18 some of the Harlequin Historical authors are coming out to play.  They are bringing you a round robin story.  And it will appear right here on this blog, one chapter per day for two weeks.

As you might imagine, it is unlike anything we normally do!

Each day an author will write a chapter following on from the previous one, having never seen it before. No one knows where the story is going,  or where it will end up.  Writing tends to be a solitary endeavor, so this is something different for us. You can imagine how much fun we will be having and the surprises we will spring on each other.

To get our muses fired up, we are going to ask you to participate in the fun.  Get involved as the story develops. See it you can guess what might happen next. Ooh and aah as the surprises roll out.

And perhaps you can tell us which bachelor you think our heroine will decide is a keeper.

So mark your calendars and join the fun.

Mr Oldman Travels to London in 1795

Inevitably in the course of writing a book I find myself working out how my characters get from A to B, how long it takes and what it costs them. I have maps of the period, road books, coaching timetables – but nothing beats original documents, so imagine my delight when I found an original expenses claim on EBay!

Sometime in December 1795 Mr Oldman, an agent of Sir John Musgrave of Edenhall near Penrith, set out on a journey to carry out business for his employer and the expenses claim is the one he sent Sir John on his return. (Prices given below are shown as £ s d ie pounds, shillings and pence).
We do not know why Sir John needed Mr Oldham to travel all the way to Kempton Park via York and London, a journey by modern routes of over three hundred miles each way, but the details of the trip are fascinating for anyone wondering what things cost in the Georgian period.

Mr Oldham started out by sharing a post chaise from Penrith to York with two others. His share of this – the hire of the chaise, driver, turnpike tolls and food cost him £2. 4s 8d and, as no cost for overnight accommodation is given, they must have accomplished the hundred miles in the day. Post chaises were an expensive mode of travel (the total bill for the three men was £6.14s), but it was faster than the public stage. The photograph below is of an original postchaise taken in the Mossman Collection (Luton, England).

Whether it was more comfortable was debateable – they had privacy and were not jammed in with total strangers possessing various degrees of personal hygiene, but the post chaises were not known as Yellow Bounders for nothing and travel sickness was not uncommon. The print below shows a post chaise driven by postillions thundering through the countryside causing chaos – although this one does contain an eloping couple, which might explain it!

Mr Oldham needed a day and a night in York to recover, which cost him 10s 6d before he then set out on the stagecoach for London. The bill for that was £3.3s for his ticket, 4s 6d in tips to the drivers, 5s 6d for his luggage and 11s 6d for eating and drinking on the way.
He would have undoubtedly been exhausted by the time he arrived at the White Horse, Fetter Lane in the City of London. The White Horse was a major coaching inn, dating back to 1766 at least, and it survived until 1899 when it was rebuilt and finally demolished in 1989. He would have expected a good room and food at such a reputable inn.
His room cost Mr Oldham 6s and then on top of that he had to find 4s 11d to tip the maid and the waiter, pay for his hot shaving water and for a cab to take him to the local stage coach stop for the Chertsey stage coach which took him to Kempton Park at a cost of 5s.

Finally, after a couple of meetings with his employer (during the course of which Mr Oldham had to lend him 6s 6d) he caught the stage coach back from London to Penrith, apparently going direct that time. It cost him £5 plus £1 for his luggage and £1.7s 9d in sundry expenses, including tips and food. The photgraph below shows the cramped seating inside a stage coach - imagine sharing these thinly upholstered benches with five other people in their thick travelling clothing for over three hundred miles! (Coach in Mossman Collection).

The entire trip cost Sir John £17. 19s . Price comparisons are not easy, but that is approximately £900 ($1,453) in today’s money.

Find details of my books at www.louiseallenregency.co.uk along with my Et Cetera page of Regency research.

Louise Allen

Rake with a Frozen Heart Giveaway

Character v Plot 

When I first started writing, I thought that each book would get easier than the last. In fact, in my experience the direct opposite is the case because with every book I challenge myself to do better. And with every book, I’ve also found that there’s a key lesson to be learned as a writer. Rake with a Frozen Heart taught me that character has to come before plot.

Right from the start, I had a very clear picture of the opening scene of Henrietta and Rafe’s story, with my heroine unconscious in a ditch on my hero’s estate. I was reading Lucy Moore’s excellent book Con Men and Cutpurses at the time, and was enthralled by the seamier side of the Regency it depicted. The dark and dangerous world of London’s rookeries was almost on the doorstep of the opulence and luxury of the haute ton. I found this contrast fascinating, and I was determined to include it in my story, which meant I had to have a crime. 

Another project I’d been working on (shelved, for the moment anyway) was set during the French Revolution. Many of the crown jewels disappeared during this time, including the legendary Bleu de France, part of which is now reputed to be the cursed Hope diamond. Wouldn’t it be great, I thought, if I could somehow incorporate this bit of research into my story too.  

I came up with a plot so complicated that it made unravelling the Da Vinci Code seem like a piece of cake. But when I started to write it, I realised it left very little time for romance, and even more importantly, beyond throwing them together and expecting them to play the sleuth, I had no idea at all what made my hero and heroine tick, never mind why they would be perfect for each other.

I wrote the first three chapters and got stuck. Then I rewrote them and got stuck again. I showed them to my editor in the vain hope that I might be wrong, but she agreed. It just wasn’t working. Deflated, I put the whole lot away in a virtual drawer.

Funnily enough, it wasn’t the story, but my heroine who wouldn’t let me be. Over the next year, Henrietta came to life in my mind. A heroine who was different, flawed, and definitely not beautiful. Henrietta was well-intentioned but by no means always right. She was an innocent abroad, but she wasn’t naïve. She suffered badly from foot-in-the-mouth disease, but she was always true to herself, no matter how difficult the circumstances.

Once I had her fully-formed, so to speak, it was actually quite easy to find her a perfect hero. Henrietta was a bit of a crusader, so Rafe had to be a man with a past which made him a real challenge to save. With the complex plot stripped right back, finally I could write my story.

I learnt my lesson with Rake with a Frozen Heart – it’s fatal, in a romance, to put plot before characters. It was a tough one, and this book was a long time in the writing as a result, but it’s a lesson I certainly won’t forget in a hurry. What’s more, although I lost the story of the Bleu de France from this book, the research wasn’t in vain, because the diamond features in the opening chapter of my August release, Outrageous Confessions of Lady Deborah. So in a way, I eventually got two for one!

I think Henrietta and Rafe’s story was worth the pain. I hope you agree, and I have a signed copy of Rake with a Frozen Heart to give away so that at least one of you can decide for yourself. All you have to do is leave a comment, and I’ll pick a winner on Monday 30^th April. Good luck.

There’s excerpts, background and more about my books on www.margueritekaye.com. I’m always happy to chat on Facebook or Twitter. And if you want to see the ideas and inspiration behind some of my stories, including Rake with a Frozen Heart, then check out my boards on Pinterest. 

Titanic: A Date with Destiny

This week it’s a hundred years since RMS Titanic sank on her maiden voyage. To commemorate the occasion, I’ve written a short romance set on board the ship. I’ve tried to capture the essence of the liner in my book, but what exactly is that essence? What is it that makes the Titanic so iconic, and why are we so fascinated by her story?

It seems to me that the Titanic represents the end of an age, that her sinking presaged the turmoil and change which the Great War brought about. The glamour of the Edwardian age, where position was by and large determined by the accident of birth, and power was wielded by a privileged few in a class system where everyone had their place and mostly stuck to it was, like the stately liner, about to disintegrate.

For those passengers in first class at least, glamour was what the Titanic was all about – and if you paid the top price of almost £900 for a state room (compared to about £3 for a third class berth) then you had the right to expect it. Gates, doors and a host of ‘keep out’ signage made sure that those travelling first had exclusive use of the salons, reading rooms, smoking rooms and restaurants. For tea there was the Veranda Café or Palm Court. If the opulent dining room with its entrance at the foot of one of those legendary grand staircases wasn’t exclusive enough, then there was the Café Parisien, which impressed Lady Duff Gordon. ‘Fancy,’ she said, ‘strawberries in April, and in mid ocean. Why, you would think you were at the Ritz.’

First class passengers were  monied and titled. They expected to be pampered, and the Titanic was equipped with a dedicated array of first class servants (who of course, had separate quarters from the those assigned to second and third class) to make sure that they were. Passengers were expected to dress appropriately for each social occasion. In her professional life, Lady Duff Gordon was the acclaimed fashion designer Lucille who, amongst other things, transformed corsetry, extending the silhouette and doing away with the whalebones and tight lacing of the Victorian age. Without doubt, Lady Duff Gordon’s wardrobe would have included morning gowns, tea gowns, walking gowns and evening gowns, peignoirs and capes, hats and gloves, and of course jewellery. When the Titanic began to sink, ladies bedecked in diamonds and rubies, emeralds and sapphires, their elaborate coiffure topped by millinery creations of wispy net and satin ribbons, were an incongruous sight on the boat deck in their bulky cork lifejackets.

The contrast between first, second and third class accommodation on board was stark and deliberate. The plain white china used in steerage was marked with the White Star Line’s logo to discourage theft. While first class passengers could bathe in their cabins, swim in the pool or take a Turkish Bath, and every cabin in second class had washing facilities, there were a meagre two baths for the nearly one thousand passengers in third. No cushions or carpets for steerage passengers either. Their ‘general room’ had tiled floors and hard wooden benches, for it was thought that upholstery would absorb the stench of the great unwashed.

Mind you, no matter what you paid for your ticket, if you were female you were banned from the smoking rooms. There’s a sexist bias to the survival statistics too. Almost every single one of the first class ladies made it, and half of those in steerage, but more than two thirds of the male passengers and crew perished.

A society in microcosm, the Titanic has often been labelled, and that’s what I wanted to show. Max, my hero, occupies stateroom A-20, which was actually where Lady Duff Gordon slept. Jennifer, my heroine, is one of the eighteen stewardesses on board. From the enclosed promenade deck where the fortunate few strolled protected from the elements, to the poop deck, where steerage passengers fought for space with cargo and bollards, I have tried to show both the ‘upstairs’ and the ‘downstairs’ of life on board the Titanic at the end of an era.

I’d love to know if you think I’ve succeeded. Titanic: A Date with Destiny is available to buy now in the UK. It's also out as a free  on-line read on the Harlequin website here, and you can join in the debate with myself and other readers here.

There’s excerpts, background and more about my books on www.margueritekaye.com. I’m always happy to chat on Facebook or Twitter. And if you want to see the ideas and inspiration behind some of my stories, including Titanic: A Date with Destiny, then check out my boards on Pinterest.

Captain Corcoran's Hoyden Bride

The hero of my latest release "Captain Corcoran's Hoyden Bride" spent most of his early life in His Majesty's navy. The "crew" who work for him now that he has gone to live ashore permanently, form quite an important thread to this story, because it is through their attitude to him that my heroine comes to understand him. (Which isn't easy for her to do at first, since he virtually press-gangs her into marriage!)

I wanted to find out, in particular, what their uniform would have been like, so that I could give them a similar one as their new livery.

Imagine my surprise when I discovered that at that date (1815), ordinary seamen did not have uniforms. Officers got one, in 1748, but the navy administration at that time thought it would be counter-productive to issue men, particularly pressed men, with a decent set of clothes. "It is not intended to clothe men...to make them handsome to run away..."

Imagine the poor pressed sailor, often coming on board in torn and dirty clothing, after a few weeks at sea. The harsh conditions on board would ruin what they wore so that one comment was that they ended up "...so naked that they are not able to undergo the duty of their watches and labours..."

Navy surgeons advocated such men were issued with clothes as a matter of urgency, "to avoid nasty beastliness, which many men are subjected to by the continual wearing of one suit of clothes."

The "nasty beastliness" to which the surgeons referred wasn't B.O. which I first assumed, but the lice which infested such men, resulting in often devastating outbreaks of typhus.

The sailors, it was true, could purchase clothing, or "slops" provided by the purser. The cost of these clothes was deducted from any pay they would be issued if they ever finished their voyage. By all accounts, not many of the men took advantage of the navy's "generosity". And good grief - they were even expected to buy their own hammocks!

Only a couple of groups of ordinary seamen, so far as I could discover, were provided with some kind of uniform. The first group were the ones who found their way into the navy by way of the Marine Society, which was set up to provide work for destitute men and boys. Not only did the founders believe that doing so would prevent spread of disease, but apparently young landsmen on first going aboard were at risk of bullying. Their clothing marked them out. Professional seamen, who wore short round jackets referred to the newcomers as Long Toggies. So the Marine Society boys got a pea jacket, a waistcoat and breeches in either blue or white kersey, a felt hat, two worsted caps, two pairs of hose, three shirts, one pair of shoes with buckles, a knife, a pillow, a blanket - and a bundle of religious tracts.

The other group of men who sometimes, (and only sometimes) got given a uniform, were the Captain's barge crew - those responsible for rowing him ashore. And their uniform was entirely at the Captain's whim. The captain of the Caledonia, for example, issued his with Scotch bonnets. Another, who had fought in the Greek war of independence and been very impressed by the Greek army's uniform kitted his men out in "petticoat trousers". The captain of the Harlequin gave his barge crew a "theatrical costume" (whatever that means - though I have visions of the diamond logo used by our publisher today!)

And then there was the captain of the Blazer, who issued his barge crew with striped blue and white jackets, ornamented with flashy brass buttons. I could not verify this beyond a shadow of a doubt, but I do believe that this is the origin of the garment still known today as a blazer.

Nor could I verify the other snippet of information which I found the most interesting -which was that when designing uniforms for the officers, somebody in their wisdom decided to place a row of brass buttons on the cuffs of the midshipmen's jackets to prevent them from wiping their noses on their sleeves.

I couldn't tell you how long I spent delving into the fascinating world of naval uniforms. As usual, I did not manage to shoehorn any of it into the book. But at least it helped me to understand why those poor deprived men were so fanatically loyal to their captain, when he gave them work ashore.

(If you'd like to receive a copy of Captain Corcoran's Hoyden Bride, please leave a comment)

You can find out more about my books on www.annie-burrows.co.uk

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RoNA Rose Award - The Winner is.....

Having been a member of the Romantic Novelists' Association for more years than I care to remember, I have attended many of the awards lunches and celebrations, clapped heartily for the winners and had a really good time. This year was different. I was on the shortlist for the RoNA Rose. This was formerly the Love Story of the Year, and the winner gets to look after the beautiful Betty Neels trophy for a year (and please, no more jokes about having to polish it - I will clean it, I will!) as well as a lovely cut glass star to keep.

My Regency Romance, The Dangerous Lord Darrington, was published in North America in September and came out in the UK in January 2012, and when I heard it had been shortlisted I was thrilled, it felt as if I had really arrived as a romance author. Well, let's be honest, Louise Allen was last year's winner, so to have my name on the same trophy is fantastic!

When I looked at the shortlist, I was in company with some great authors, Liz Fielding, Jessica Hart, Kate Hardy, Mary Nichols and Jan Jones (Jan is the only one not writing for Mills & Boon, but she is a good friend and her romantic historical adventures are consistently good).

In such august company I was just happy to be on the list and went along to the Gladstone Library at One Whitehall Place determined to enjoy myself amongst friends - and a chance to catch up with Lucy, who had edited "Darrington". When the announcement was made I was sitting back and preparing to clap the winner - it took me a while to realise that Sarah Mallory was me!

It was a wonderful moment, and everyone was so pleased for me - that is what I love about romantic novelists, they are all such genuinely lovely people. I am getting all emotional just thinking about it.

The champagne is gone, I am sitting at my desk and life is as it was before - but not quite, because I have a lovely star sitting on my desk and that silver rose bowl keeps winking at me.....

So, forgive me if I indulge in one more look at those photos!

Sarah Mallory

Goodreads Giveaway...

http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/20432

Five copies of Bound to the Barbarian are available.   You have until February 18th to express an interest!

Happy New Year to everyone!

I like when the new year comes and gives us all a new beginning. We start anew and the year seems full of possibilities.

For Harlequin Historical authors, we'll be starting new books. At this point, the books could be about anything in any time period. So I ask you:

1. What time period would you like to see most in 2012? Regency? Medieval? Ancient Rome? Old China? Or something new and different, like WWI?

2. What story line would you like? Marriage of convenience? Beauty and the Beast? Cinderella? Secret Baby? Or do you like a treasure hunt?

3. What kind of hero? Noble or not? Alpha or Beta? Blond or Dark-haired?

4. What kind of heroine? Poor or Noble? Bookish or Horse-mad? Vicar's daughter or Vicar's illegitimate daughter?

5. Where set? British Isles? Australia? American West? France? North Africa?

6. Level of sensuality. Hot? Not-so-hot? Sweet?

Here's your chance to tell us what you want!!! 

Since my latest Undone, The Unrepentant Rake, is out this month, it's positively de rigueur for me to blog about it here. (And anyone who comments has a chance to win a free download. Just letting you know up front.)

My unofficial title for this story is The Romance of the Toe Bone, because a holy relic, the toe bone of St. Davnet, is instrumental in bringing about the happy ending. (It was my muse's idea, and I do what she tells me.) St. Davnet was an Irish saint of the 6th or 7th Century, and little is known about her. She is a patron saint of the mentally ill and women in danger, and (according to one site I can't find anymore) family harmony as well. What is more important to family harmony than true love, I asked myself, and a story was born. In spite of my muse's enthusiasm, I didn't think my editor would accept this story, even though she asked for revisions and didn't complain that the toe bone was too weird. I sent in the revised version and put the story out of my mind.

Shortly afterward, I went to Ireland for the first time and spent a day in Dublin. I visited the National Museum of Ireland, which has a superb collection of prehistoric gold items, Celtic metalwork, Viking artifacts, jewelry, and so on...including an ornamental pilgrim's staff said to have belonged to St. Davnet. I oohed and aahed about all the amazing stuff there. I wanted to stay forever, but nature got in the way and we had to go eat.

I guess when I put the story out of my mind, I put the staff out, too. A few days later, when I was well out of reach of Dublin with no chance of returning, my editor accepted the story. Of course, that's when I remembered the staff. I'd totally forgotten to look for it in the museum!

Duh! I'm going back to Ireland, and this time I won't forget.

Anyway, to give you a better idea what the story is about (lest you think it's littered with toe bones and such), it's the sequel to The Wanton Governess, which came out last year. The brother of the hero was an annoying rake who insisted on having his own story. My muse relented, but she pitted him against a governess with plans of her own and a holy relic. Guess who won?

Beatrix March chose to be a governess rather than let an overbearing husband rule her. Even though she never intends to marry, it doesn't mean she can't enjoy a man's...company -- especially one as tempting as notorious rake Simon Carling.

 

Little does she know that this rake is in the mood to wed...and when Simon wants something, he will go to outrageous lengths to get it! 

 
Comments welcome! Don't forget -- I have a download to give away. :)

Harlequin Historical Authors Holiday Winners Final List

Congratulations to Melissa from Texas who is our Grand Prize winner of a Kindle Fire!

Our thanks to everyone who participated in our second Harlequin Historical Authors Holiday Giveaway. It was a terrific way for us to enter in to the Holiday Spirit.

If you see your name below and you haven't had contact, consult that day's author. The calendar will bring you to each author's page.

Final Winners List:

November 29 – Michelle Willingham --- Winner: Felicity S from UK
November 30 – Elizabeth Rolls --- Winner: Nina C from Ireland
December 1 – Charlene Sands --- Winner: Lorraine C
December 2 – Diane Gaston --- Winners: Dec 2 Adele from UK; Dec 23 Beichyl from FL
December 3 – Annie Burrows --- Winner: Jennifer from Puerto Rico
December 5 – Elaine Golden --- Winners: Patti P; Ebony M; Shelley B; Ubah K; Brooklynshoebabe; Karen G; Kim; May P; Victoria D; Laura M; Michelle B
December 6 – Barbara Monajem --- Winner: Dec 2 Amy K; Dec 23 Jessica S
December 7 – Michelle Styles --- Winner: Elizabeth and Venetia
December 8 – Deborah Hale --- Winner: Michelle B
December 9 – Marguerite Kaye --- Winners: Annie from NY; Tammy from WV
December 10 – Lynna Banning --- Winner: Carol from FL
December 12 – Carol Townend --- Winners: Charlotte M from UK; Jean S; Grandmareads
December 13 – Blythe Gifford --- Winner: Margaret from FL
December 14 – Julia Justiss --- Winner: Angeles W from FL
December 15 – Terri Brisbin --- Winner: Rakisha W
December 16 – Ann Lethbridge --- Winner: Vonda R
December 17 – Bronwyn Scott --- Winner: Louisa Cornell
December 19 – Sarah Mallory --- Winner: Samantha L from CA
December 20 – Kate Bridges --- Winners: Carrie B from MN, Jennifer W from GA, Lisa W
December 21 – Amanda McCabe --- Winner: Elena G
December 22 – Jeannie Lin --- Winners: Marjorie, Bessamy, and Annie
December 23 – Grand Prize Drawing --- Melissa from TX

Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah. Happy New Year. Happy Holidays!

The Harlequin Historical Authors