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I used to be a software engineer by profession, but I have to confess even then I had this love/hate relationship with technology. Even though I learn pretty quickly, I resent the time it takes to figure out how new stuff works. I’d rather be writing! You would not have believed how much I was cussing when I helped my daughters set up their new laptop, which uses Windows 8. What brilliant soul invented a FOUR STEP process just to power off?

I’m also cheap and I don’t care if other people have shinier gadgets, as long as my own gadgets meet my needs.

But I’ve made some progress recently. After over a year of successfully self-publishing e-books, I now actually own a Nook reader myself. I really do like it, especially the ease it brings to taking LOTS AND LOTS of books with me on a plane.

However, my recent trip to Florida showed me another thing I need to upgrade. My father-in-law passed away last year and my mother-in-law not only discontinued their internet service but also threw away all their maps. Since our poor old cell phones aren’t good for anything but phone calls, there was no good high or low tech way of figuring out how to get places we wanted to go on the spur of the moment. OK, maybe we do need to upgrade from what my daughters tell me are “loser phones.”

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If I lived in Georgian times, would I be so averse to new technology? Perhaps my cook would resist using one of the new closed stoves, but I can’t imagine that I would resist advances in personal hygiene, like the invention of the shower. Even though it did recirculate the same water… Here’s a cool article from Jane Austen’s World on Regency showers.

Are you a technophobe or do you embrace new technology? What do you rely on now that you never dreamed of needing a decade ago? What would you miss most going back in time?

Also, in the spirit of upgrading, I have a shiny new mailing list. If you don’t always have time to get here to the Riskies but would like to know the big stuff—new releases and special deals—please sign up here.

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One of the unfortunate effects of e-readers is that you can no longer press a book you’ve just finished into someone’s hands and tell them they absolutely must read this but they’ll be in trouble if they don’t give it back. It also makes spying on fellow commuters’ reading a lot less interesting. So, I have two books on the go at the moment, my usual reading pattern. One is on the kindle for the commute and the other is my bedtime reading.

Now the one on the kindle is sort of weird. It’s a romantic contemporary by an English writer and it’s not quite as strange as the one by another English writer where h/h would suddenly fall into a liplock and then resume polite conversation. Many times. There’s a lot of food in this one and people politely offering tea/coffee which seems to be a characteristic of English fiction.

And, segueing effortlessly into the next topic… Charles Dickens is always writing about food too.

Next day, child swallowed two beads; the day after that, he treated himself to three, and so on, till in a week’s time he had got through the necklace — five-and-twenty beads in all. The sister, who was an industrious girl and seldom treated herself to a bit of finery, cried her eyes out at the loss of the necklace; looked high and low for it; but I needn’t say, didn’t find it. A few days afterwards, the family were at dinner — baked shoulder of mutton and potatoes under it — the child, who wasn’t hungry, was playing about the room, when suddenly there was the devil of a noise, like a small hailstorm. (Pickwick Papers)

George Orwell, in his essay on Dickens comments:

As a whole, this story might come out of any nineteenth-century comic paper. But the unmistakable Dickens touch, the thing that nobody else would have thought of, is the baked shoulder of mutton and potatoes under it. How does this advance the story? The answer is that it doesn’t. It is something totally unnecessary, a florid little squiggle on the edge of the page; only, it is by just these squiggles that the special Dickens atmosphere is created.

AD20111223689300-Charles DickensMy other reading–after that somewhat long squiggle on the edge of the page–is Claire Tomalin’s biography of Dickens, which is terrific. I could go on and on about this book and Dickens’ strange life, but one thing that surprised me is that even his contemporaries didn’t like his portrayal of women.

They’re either dumb and pretty (begging to be killed off or humbled), saintly (sometimes the same) or straight out of a melodrama (much writhing and breast-beating, doubtless must die as Bad Girls do). Even a tough girl like Lizzie Hexham (Our Mutual Friend), whose occupation is fishing corpses and other flotsam and jetsam out of the Thames, has to be warned that she is in moral danger when she is pursued by Eugene Wrayburn. Really, Mr. Dickens? You don’t think a working-class girl (with impeccable and inexplicable good diction) wouldn’t know about the birds and the bees? Or, horrors, see a liaison with a rich bachelor as an opportunity?

So what are you reading?

And don’t forget, Carolyn’s contest is still open, affording the delightful prospect of reading about hot demons.

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Megan and I are at the RWA New England Chapter Conference this weekend.  We will be celebrating Romance Writers (mostly women) of the 21st century.  We’ll also be hanging out with Romance Writers of the 21st century and going to some great workshops, including a master class with Julia Quinn on dialogue (at which she is, indeed, a master).  While we’re going to workshops with women writers of the 21st century, I thought it might be nice to give you a glimpse of women writers of the 18th and early 19th century.

Chawton House

Chawton House

Chawton House Library was founded in 1996 by Sandy Lerner in the home owned by Jane Austen’s brother, Edward Knight in Chawton England.  After years of  restoration, it became the home of a extensive library of women’s writing in English 1600 to 1830.

According to the site, “Writers whose work is held in the collection include Penelope Aubin, Aphra Behn, Frances Burney, Maria Edgeworth, Eliza Haywood, Charlotte Lennox, Hannah More, Sydney Owenson, Ann Radcliffe, Mary Robinson, Mary Shelley, Frances Sheridan, Charlotte Smith and Mary Wollstonecraft, and many more both well-known and lesser-known writers, as well as a significant number of anonymous works.”

Fortunately for us, Chawton House Library has made many of these texts available on line and continues to add to their digital collection.  You’ll find the Georgian/Regency era represented among the novels available.  If you’d like to visit the library in person, it is open to the public.  Anyone may apply for a reader’s pass.

In addition to this extraordinary resource, Chawton House and its farm has been restored to its 18th century condition using traditional methods.  The farm is also run on 18th century methods.  It is an easy walking distance to Chawton Cottage, Jane Austen’s last home and the site of the Jane Austen;s House Museum.  If you’re in the area (and don’t we wish we were?), Chawton House Library  offers a wide variety of events that illuminate the period in which we read and write.

It’s well worth a virtual visit.  Enjoy.

wrw-logoThis past weekend I attended Washington Romance Writers Retreat, In the Company of Writers, where, in Winchester, Maryland, we listened to speakers, attended workshops, played the always raucous Romance Jeopardy, talked endlessly with other writers, and raffled off gift baskets. It was a glorious time even if our beautiful Spring weather, lately in the 60s and 70s, dipped to the uncharacteristically cold 50s.

I was trying to think of a connection between the Regency and the Retreat and suddenly slapped my forehead. Of course! It was obvious!

Joseph_Mallord_William_Turner_-_Lake_Geneva_and_Mount_Blanc_-_Google_Art_ProjectIn the summer of 1816, Lord Byron, his physician John Polidori, Percy Bysshe Shelley, Mary Shelley, and her step-sister, Claire Clairmont (who was chasing Byron) were summering in Geneva. Like at our Retreat the the weather turned on them, although Byron et. al. suffered rain and storms, which we didn’t, but it meant that they were all stuck for several days in the Villa Diodati, the villa Byron rented which once had once housed MiltonRousseau and Voltaire had also stayed nearby, so this was a place where writers gathered, albeit one at a time, until this summer of 1816.

Their stormy and cold weather was due to the 1815 eruption of a distant Indonesian volcano, creating (along with other atmospheric and meteorological events) the Year Without A Summer.

History will tell us whether our little cold snap was due to climate change or simply the way it is sometimes in the Mid-Atlantic region.

But I digress….

On June 16, in order to pass the time the group read German ghost stories aloud. Byron was seized with the idea that they all should write a ghost story. Shelley and Byron, after producing forgettable or incomplete results, soon tired of the idea. Polidori began a story that became The Vampyre, the first modern vampire tale. One might say that was the genesis of vampire romances…

Mary Shelley took the challenge seriously, but was distressed when no story idea came to her. (Certainly at our Retreat, discussion of writers block came up once or twice!) Mary stewed the next couple days.

The weather improved enough for them to take a boat trip around the lake during which they discussed whether scientists would bring a corpse back to life. Later Inspiration came to Mary in a dream (as romance writers we are used to inspiration coming in various ways), an image of a scientist looking down upon his creation and being horrified. She eventually  expanded this story idea into the book, Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus.

758px-Gustave_Courbet_-_Le_château_de_ChillonOn that trip they also visited the medieval Château de Chillon. It had been a political prison in the 16th century and Byron and Shelley were enthralled by a visit to the dungeon where a prisoner had been chained to a pillar for six years. This visit seems to have inspired Byron’s poem The Prisoner of Chillon and sparked Shelley to work on his Hymn to Intellectual Beauty.

I figure that this 1816 group of writers (all except Claire Clairemont, who seemed to be there only to pursue Byron) used coming together to inspire themselves to further writing. As happens in the Retreat, some inspirations lead to writing success and some do not. Polidori and Mary Shelley persisted after the the writing challenge was made. Each produced stories that live on today. Byron and Shelley found inspiration elsewhere to produce lasting work.

At our Retreat Kathy Gilles Seidel and Pamela Regis led a writing workshop that had each of us working on our own stories. I came away from that with a story idea that I hope to make into a novella. There were other equally inspiring moments during the Retreat. Jane Porter‘s Pacing Workshop, for example.

I figure that when one is In The Company of Writers, whether it be in 1816 or 2013, creativity blossoms and great things may come from that…but only if one persists.

I have no photo from the Retreat, but I must tell you another thing about it. Years ago WRW devised a game they call Romance Jeopardy, based on the long-running TV game show and in the same style. This year we were all asked to wear something Scottish, producing some very clever costumes or some more mundane like my Scottish kilt. One of the categories was Gretna Green and the “answer” was “A penniless lord and a penniless lady marry in Gretna Green…” I’m thinking, “Who would write that story?”

Well, turns out the “question” was “What was The Wagering Widow by Diane Gaston?”

Let me tell you, the roar of laughter at my missing that question was deafening!!!

Come to my Diane Gaston Blog on Thursday to hear about how my workshop went. I spoke on What Downton Abbey Can Teach Us About Writing Historical (And Other) Romance.

Has a writing (or any kind) of retreat inspired you in certain ways? Did you persist? Will you persist?

This week–whoa. What a week.

It’s weird, when there’s huge national news and you’re supposed to keep working and try not to let things interfere with what you’re doing. But it’s inevitable. I know that it’s meaningless, in terms of current reality, but I grew up in the Cambridge, MA area, my mom worked at MIT and I went to the same high school the currently missing Boston Marathon bomb suspect went to. My dad and I and assorted friends would go each Patriots’ Day to watch the Boston Marathon. Many of my friends are still there, or at least have family there.

It’s a darn good time for escapism and happy thoughts, if you’re not actively involved in helping (and if you are–wow. You are a hero).

So I’m going to grab a romance, have some tea, and listen to my favorite song*:
*Yes, I know it’s a Rihanna cover, but I prefer this version SO MUCH MORE.

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