Welcome to weekend writing warriors. Many fine authors, and me, contribute short snippets for your delectation.
Since it seems that our Regency spy romance is much more popular than our science fiction, this post introduces the sequel to The Art of Deception. Amanda’s reading was interrupted by a summons to attend on her mother. Amanda’s mother made it clear that she must attend the assembly. After a short carriage journey, it only being six or so miles between Coalpit Heath and Chipping Sodbury, they have arrived. Mr Jameson just asked Amanda to dance, despite her interest in a mathematics problem. The set over, Amanda wants to return to her usual pursuits when her mother stops her.
Amanda reached for her reticule; to retrieve her notes, when her mother snapped, “Leave that; we should be sociable; you may play with your figures some other time.”
“I don’t know anyone.”
“Surely you do,” Mrs Bentley waved to another woman with her daughter, “You can’t have forgotten Louisa.”
“More hair than wit,” Amanda muttered under her breath.
“Don’t be so snobby, you know that’s not true; she’s a delightful chit and you used to be such friends; come,” Mrs Bentley took her daughter’s hand and dragged her around the outside of the room.
Louisa bounced as she said to Amanda, “I saw you dancing with that handsome Mr Jameson; did you know he’s the chaplain at Mrs Hudson’s academy?”
Amanda said, “A chaplain?”
“Yes,” Louisa bounced, “He is a divinity student … Oxford I think … on leave from exhaustion.”
“Exhaustion; from what – too many compline services?”
My sincere apologies for abusing semi-colons.
My coauthor received a hint that our titles are not quite right for the genre. (Thank you for it. There’s nothing like a Friday deadline and a hurricane to put one behind.)
Though not full of hot Gypsy lust, this is a romance. Albeit one with spies, secrets, and the occasional murder. You wouldn’t know it from the title – which sounds like a theological treatise. (As will eventually be revealed ‘the Divinity School’ is the cover name for a code-breaking establishment.)
So we were wondering about other titles. Such as:
Amanda Breaks the Code (sounds too Hardy-Girlish)
I think we have a great deal of work to do. None of these are much better.
I’ve put up a couple of things on instafreebie. The first is a short story, To Court a Dragon.