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About carolyn

Carolyn Jewel was born on a moonless night. That darkness was seared into her soul and she became an award winning and USA Today bestselling author of historical and paranormal romance. She has a very dusty car and a Master’s degree in English that proves useful at the oddest times. An avid fan of fine chocolate, finer heroines, Bollywood films, and heroism in all forms, she has two cats and a dog. Also a son. One of the cats is his.

So this being the Risky’s anniversary month, I’m going to join in the celebration even though I’m still a wet-behind-the-ears Risky. I have such fond memories already. Fun with Google books, phosphorus pencils, Megan’s penchant for pictures of handsome men . . . You can’t have too many handsome men, if I do say so myself.

I wish I could give everyone a phosphorus pencil and wait for the stories about desks and papers set on fire. Alas, that is not to be. But I can offer one lucky commenter a copy of my February historical Scandal. If you look over to the right –> you can take a look at the cover — because I haven’t had time to switch the cover to my October historical, Indiscreet. If you already have Scandal and for some reason don’t want two copies (why not?) I would be happy to send you one of my paranormals instead.

To have your chance to win a copy of the book, leave a comment about one of the following things:

    1. if you had a phosphorus pencil, what would you do with it?

 

  • name your favorite literary blood fucking fiend: Eric, Bill, Edward, LeStat or someone else?

 

 

  • If you were a Regency heiress would you prefer lots of dainty slippers or an ermine muff? And would your eyes sparkle?

 

 

  • Something else entirely

 

 

Here’s a few interesting things from The New Family Receipt Book

393. To prevent excessive Thirst in Case of Emergency at Sea, in the Summer Time

When thirst is excessive, as is often the case in summer time during long voyages, avoid if possible, even in times of the greatest necessity, the drinking of salt water to ally the thirst, but rather keep thinly clad, and frequently dip in the sea, which will appease both hunger and thirst for a long time, and prevent the disagreeable sensation of swallowing salt water.

So my reaction to this was, WTF? Don’t drink salt water? Doh! But there’s some scary stuff here, such as “. . . as is often the case. . .” What? I thought the mini package of pretzels on the plane was a cruel travel hardship. But is it really the case that ship passengers might routinely become so thirsty during summer voyages that they would drink salt water, which, you must admit, is implied as something commonly occurring. And then there’s the part about frequently dipping in the sea. How, if you’re on a ship?

Captain: (Signals to bosun to blow whistle)

Bosun: Ahhhh-weeee-ahh

First Mate: Good morning, passengers. (Consults watch) The exits are located here and here (pointing with both arms). The Marines, whom you will recognize by their red coats, have thrown ropes over the side at the locations denoted by the yellow signal flags. At the next whistle, jump overboard using the feet first position.

(A sailor demonstrates. Distant splash heard.)

When in the water, immediately locate the nearest rope and hold on tightly. (Demonstrating with a short length of knotted rope) Once you hear the whistle blow again, hold onto the rope and climb back aboard so that the next group of passengers may have their refreshing, complimentary dip in the sea. Do please avoid swallowing any sea water. Thank you for sailing HMS Bounteous.

(pause)

First Mate: All female passengers should please line up at the starboard side by the Captain’s quarters. We on the HMS Bounteous care about your privacy.

Bosun: Ahhhh-weeee-ahh

656. To make Lip Salve
Take an ounce of white wax and ox marrow, three ounces of white pomatum, and melt all in a bath heat; add a drachm of alkanet, and stir it in till it acquire a reddish color.

Don’t know how to make pomatum? Recipes for pomatum. A drachm is one eighth of a fluid ounce. Alkanet is a plant that, among other things, produces a red dye.

I’m not clear on why this recipe calls for white wax and ox marrow when the white pomatum already contains these items. I would be tempted to use 4 ounces of white pomatum and add the alkanet.

However, I have been known to crash and burn in the kitchen for just such substitutions, so follow this advice at your own risk.

Now, the really interesting thing about this is the commonly held belief among a certain set that the use of agents to color one’s lips made a woman, not to put to fine a point on it, very fast indeed.

Father: You march right upstairs young lady and wipe that odious concoction off your lips.

Young Lady: But, Dad! I have chapped lips. (Eyes going wide and filling with tears) I can’t go to the ball with chapped lips. (tears threatening) Everyone will laugh at me and Lord Bigdeal will take one look at me and decide he likes Miss Carstairs better than me because her mother lets her use salve.

Father: (Points upstairs)

Mother: Harold, dear. Really. Do you want to spend next season in London, too?

461. The Phosphoric Pencil
Is a small bit of phosphorus, put into a quill, and kept in a phial, in water; when you write, dip your pencil often in the water, to prevent its taking fire.

Is it me or does this sound dangerous?

Kid 1: Now write Mr. Longboats eats cow patties (giggling)

Kid 2: (writes)

Kid 2: Add Billy loves Molly

Billy: Do not!

Kid 2: (writes but there is a struggle for control of the pencil…)

poof!

(Pandemonium until Kid 2 throws the paper and pencil into a nearby urn. Another rearranges the ledger books over the burn mark on the desk.)

Right, like you never accidentally set your paper on fire when you were trying to make the lemon juice turn the writing yellow.

The Bristol Heiress, by Eleanor Sleath, Printed at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman and Co., Leadenhall Street, 1809.

Volume 5

Volume 5 because that’s the only one that was for sale… Anybody have Vols 1-4?

Lady Mirvin, who, during the lifetime of the Earl her father, had been restrained from incurring the fatal mischiefs which sooner or later pursue those who are inclined toward the dangerous pleasures of the gaming-table, now indulged in them to excess ; and as those who have deviated from the paths of prudence themselves too often delight in observing the effects of their own pernicious example upon others, she complimented Caroline upon her talents for play ; was sure, she said, when a little more accustomed to it, she would have extraordinary luck, and concluded with observing, that it had really been the opinion of the town at large that Lady Castleton was afraid of her money. Caroline coldly answered that she had declined it party from motives of disinclination, and partly because she had never been used to play at Portland-Place, her father having absolutely interdicted her appearing at her aunt’s card-tables.

” Lord Castleton, I suppose,” said Lady Mirvin, ” does not disapprove of play, though I believe he does not engage in it himself to any extent?”

” I cannot exactly say how much he may approve of it,” said Caroline ; ” but I recollect he seemed somewhat pleased when I told him I never did play.”

” Well, if he should happen to express any disapprobation, how in such a case do you design to act?”

Well. There you go. The first two pages of Eleanor Sleath’s The Bristol Heiress. I preserved some of the odd punctuation — the spaces around the semicolons and after the initial quotation marks. Though maybe that’s more to do with the size of the actual bit of metal?

Interesting conversational rhythms. I particularly like the phrase I never did play and will probably look for the chance to use it should I ever be so lucky as to contract for more historicals.

I’ve read the volume. If you think that Lady Mirvin is trouble, you’re right. And if you think that Caroline (aka Lady Castleton) is headed for trouble, too, you’d also be right. I was shocked by the outcome to be honest.

Given some of the common prejudices we have about the Regency (Okay so technically this isn’t the Regency, but let’s pretend we got it from the Subscription library in late 1811) what do you think about the author’s casual use of Caroline instead of any of the terms we think would be used today: (lady, Lady Castleton, ladyship

And what about that honking long opening sentence? I thought I’d never get to a period!

Does anybody want to find out more?

I confess that I have a very pretty commute to work. It’s not all that long (40-45 minutes door to door) but it’s through the vineyards here in Sonoma County, California. Every so often I actually notice that I’m driving through some lovely countryside. Mostly, I use the time to listen to the radio and find out what the heck is going on in the world. Quite often, though, I turn off the radio and think about my WIP (Wreck in Progress)1

Lately, there’s been some construction work on my route home and in order to avoid sitting in traffic ::::shudder:::: I’ve been taking the long way home. It takes longer, just under an hour, but it’s through the Sonoma Mountains then over and down into the valley to the back roads to my house.2 Until this detour I’ve been taking, I’d never been in the Sonoma Mountains, even though from my house we have a rather stunning view of them. Too often I take that view for granted, too. I live 30 minutes from the tallest tree in the whole freaking world and I’ve been to see it once since I was an adult. sigh

I think that I might, from time to time from now on, take this road not traveled to get home even if it does add few extra minutes to the drive. Sometimes, beauty is an end in itself. I do count myself quite lucky that my normal commute can be made without ever driving into a city (except when I get to work.) I think I’m even luckier that there’s a way home that takes my breath the way this does.

My apologies that my pictures don’t do justice to how pretty this is. Also, in order not to die in a flaming wreck of metal, there were prettier pictures I didn’t take.

Part of the drive goes through Glen Ellen (Population 992). You may be familiar with it as the city where Jack London lived out the final years of his life.

Please keep in mind that I took these photos with my iPhone. (I pulled over to take a couple of them.) The road is, in fact, even narrower than it looks in some of these photos. There’s barely room for one car.

1. OK, so that’s a wee joke. But whatever book I’m working on at the moment is always a wreck until the last minute. Most writers seem to explode that acronym to Work In Progress.

2 Rats. I forgot to get a picture of the giant chicken. Maybe tomorrow.

So, any roads taken you’d care to share in the comments?

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I am the absolute worst at memes which strike me as

  1. No different from chain mail
  2. Fun

So, at the same time I think wow, that would be fun to list [Insert Meme here] I also think all six of my friends will HATE me for dumping this time suck on them. So I end up never doing them because of the requirement of forcing innocents to participate and also never having the required number of vict… er…. friends.

But I got to thinking that lists are kind of fun. So, herewith, my highly personalized list of Historical Novels I Liked A Lot. You’ll probably notice that some of my choices were not historical when they were written. It’s my list so I can do that. Also, because it’s my list, I get to include books that maybe aren’t considered literature.

  • Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
  • Villette, Charlotte Bronte
  • Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton
  • Castle of Otranto, Horace Walpole
  • Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
  • The Makioka Sisters, Junichero Tanizaki
  • Connigsby, Benjamin Disraeli
  • The King Must Die, Mary Renault
  • Fire From Heaven, Mary Renault
  • The Last Days of Pompeii, Edward Bulwer-Lytton
  • The Silver Chalice, Thomas Costain
  • The Marble Faun, Nathaniel Hawthorne
  • The Black Tulip, Alexandre Dumas
  • Beowolf (but not until long after I was done reading it.)
  • Captain Blood, Rafael Sabatini
  • Robin Hood

I know there’s more, but that’s my beginning list.

And since I said you can play too, what are yours? Do your own blog post or opine in the comments or both.