We’ve — and by we, I mean my wonderful agent — have just sold Hungarian translation rights on SHADES OF MILK AND HONEY, GLAMOUR IN GLASS, and WITHOUT A SUMMER to publisher NOUVION Trade Sociedad anonima under the imprint of IPC Books Kft. According to Google translate, which is so reliable, the first book would […]
Shades of Milk and Honey
I just turned in the copy-edited manuscript for Without a Summer and am now starting work on Shades of Milk and Honey. What? Haven’t I written that book already? Yes, but Constable & Robinson is bringing out a UK edition and when my editor there, Sarah Castleton, asked if I wanted to make any changes I jumped at
I will, occasionally, insert things into my novels strictly to amuse myself. My rule is that I can slide these private jokes in only if they don’t interrupt the story. In Shades of Milk and Honey, I managed to fit Doctor Who into the Regency. Oh, yes. I’m not kidding about this. He’s easy to spot
Would you like to know about the giant anachronism that spans two chapters in Glamour in Glass? I thought you would. While I was researching Without a Summer, the next book in the series, I discovered an interesting thing. I’d done the seating arrangements wrong in Glamour in Glass. And not just a little wrong. Completely,
If you’ve ever been curious about what Jane might say in an interview, Bewitched Bookworms interviewed Jane, on their website. You can find out how old she was when she first started learning glamour and some hints about her plans for the future.
There are few things that please me as much as a librarian’s approbation. When it is the librarian from my home town? It makes the day full of rainbows and kittens. I grew up in Raleigh, NC and spent most of my summers in the Wake County Library system. They’ve just reviewed Shades of Milk and
One of the things I have most enjoyed about the Month of Letters Challenge is the mail that my character Jane gets. It has been not only fun, but actively helpful to write letters in her voice. One of my readers just posted about receiving the response to her letter. Check out this awesome thing
The current Battersea Bridge crosses the Thames and is an iron structure. In the days of The Glamourist Histories, it was still a wooden bridge and the oldest remaining wooden bridge crossing the Thames. This painting is from 1840, so twenty-five years after the events in Glamour in Glass, but looking very much the same.
I have just realized that Jane, from Shades of Milk and Honey should participate in the Month of Letters Challenge. So, she is. If you want to write to her, address correspondence to: Mrs. David Vincent P.O. Box 221298 Chicago, IL 60622 I will tell you, as a teaser, that she will be writing back to you with
As you might imagine, we’ll be meeting some new characters in Glamour in Glass. Allow me to introduce you to one of them, or at least to her dress. When Jane was introduced to Mme Meynard, she had a moment of coveting the belle’s beautiful Pomona green gown with blond lace embellishments. The original dress
In Shades of Milk and Honey, when Jane first sees the professional glamourist, Mr. Vincent, she describes him as, “Tall, and very broad of chest. His hair was chestnut and curled about his head like Bacon’s portrait of Jean- Baptiste Isabey.” In Glamour in Glass, we see him again. His brown curls were tousled in the fashionable wind- swept
Hey, there’s a quiz about Shades of Milk and Honey over at Goodreads. How well do you remember the book? It’s only ten questions long! Take the Shades of Milk and Honey quiz.
Today’s visual teaser for Glamour in Glass is another room in Carlton House. After the overt glamour of the ballroom, the Blue Room seemed positively staid, though it was appointed in the best manner. The walls were covered in blue damask, which matched the upholstery. Gilt frames bordered the walls, with cleverly rendered oysters on
This is one of my favorite dresses in the Glamourist Histories, so I wanted to show it to you. It appears in Shades of Milk and Honey and belongs to Miss Dunkirk. She offered Miss Dunkirk her arm and led her to a bolt of white lawn, the fabric most appropriate to a debutante. Then Jane suggested