What's Afoot With Grace:
From Jack, With Love
June 23, 2016
Thanks to all the readers who helped put Jack–The Jaded Gentlemen, Book IV on the USA Today Bestsellers list! I’ve added a bonus scene to the book page excerpts in honor of Jack’s accomplishment. Read and enjoy!
On the blog this week…
June 19, 2016
What are we really looking for, as we scroll through memes, apps, rants, spin, click-bait, games, and quizzes? Read one possible answer, on the blog.
Hear ye, hear ye!
June 17, 2016
It’s road trip season, and we need audiobooks! I’ve gathered up all the books I have in audio format on one page, so you can listen to snippets, order, and plan your vacation itinerary accordingly. Enjoy!
Sneak Peek for the Week…
June 17, 2016
What am I writing now? A story for Asher Fenwick. Some author dropped a hint at the end of Hadrian’s book that Fenwick is in for a change in fortunes. Read the details here. You can pre-order from the website store now, or wait for the retail links to be posted soon.
June 19, 2016 • Grace's Most Recent Blog Post
Had lunch with my friend Graham, which is a good thing, because lately, the news feed has me just about shooting around the room backward with frustration, anger, and a sense of betrayal. What’s wrong with our political system? What’s wrong with our media? What’s wrong with our… (blank of your choice here). Graham made a profound point: We’re nose down in social media, clicking nineteen-to-the-dozen. Our attention spans are getting shorter, our memories less functional. We seem to be both hypervigilant (when was the last time you were more than a mile away from … Continue reading
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What did it portend, when a man arrived to his newly acquired estate and found an execution in progress?
“The damned beast is done for,” a squat, pot-bellied fellow declared from halfway down the barn aisle.
Thomas Jennings, Baron Sutcliffe, had an advantage of height over the crowd gathered in the stable. Nonetheless, he apparently hadn’t been spotted as he’d ridden up the lane, and he didn’t draw attention watching from the shadows near the door.
“The damned beast was rallying until some idiot fed him oats at midday, Mr. Chesterton,” a woman retorted.