What's Afoot With Grace:
On the blog this week…
November 11, 2018
Blame Mr. Ash Dorning for inspiring me to research melancholia, which led me to some further thoughts on this week’s blog about work and the in-box blues. I’m also giving away a signed copy of My One and Only Duke, something to smile about!
My One and Only Duke!
November 6, 2018
… is in the house! Quinn and Jane’s tale, first in the Rogues to Riches series, has hit the shelves just in time to go to the polls with you (if you’re in the US). Order your copy here, and get ready for a duke unlike any you’ve met before. Happy reading!
The Blog is Back!!!!
November 4, 2018
After my annual hiatus, the blog is back. I’m blathering about why working at home is a better fit for me, and might be for you too. Also giving away a signed copy of My One and Only Duke (c’mon, Tuesday!).
Put a Little Windham on Your Wish List…
November 1, 2018
I miss the Windhams, so when my publisher asked me to write a short story to boost pre-orders for My One and Only Duke, I turned to Lord Westhaven for inspiration. The result is a little stocking-stuffer Windham Christmas tale. If you go to this link, and upload a screenie of your pre-order confirmation, then we’ll send you the e-reader version of the Once Upon a Windham Christmas. Happy reading!
November 11, 2018 • Grace's Most Recent Blog Post
So last week, I maundered on about the joys of working from home. For a little old introvert like moi, the benefits are many. But how did I get onto that topic? Welp, I’m researching the causes of depression, in part because Ash Dorning told me to. In his day, depression was called melancholia, and the most frequent prescriptions were to hang out in beautiful nature, move the heck around (walking, fishing, riding, “taking the air,”), and stick with caring, upbeat people who read good books (I did not make that up). In my research, … Continue reading
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“Children, much less three children and one of them a female, will not do.” More strongly than that, Hessian Kettering could not put his sentiments, not in the presence of his niece. “I have no patience with noise, drama, or dirt, while children delight in all of the foregoing.”
Worth Kettering passed Hessian the baby, whose charming attributes included a penchant for batting at the noses of unsuspecting uncles.
“Lord Evers’s will names you as guardian of all three,” Worth said, pouring himself a fresh glass of lemonade. “Unless you want to tangle with Chancery—at considerable expense, I might add—then you have become the legal authority over three children. The boys will remain at school for the rest of the term, and for the girl, you simply hire a governess or two.”