Another one of my “virtual” friends (someone I got to know through Twitter) had me over for a visit today. Actually, she invited me to guest blog about how I got started writing:
Thank you, Nancy, for inviting me to guest blog for your readers. I love making connections with other fans of Jane Austen, and talking about how I happened to write my first novel, The Darcys of Pemberley.
I was as surprised as anyone that I should turn out to be a novelist. You see, although I’d dabbled in other creative mediums (music, art), I’d never given any serious thought to writing. Besides, I had a practical career, a house and husband to look after, and two sons to raise. I barely had time to read a book, let alone write one. Then about eight years ago… (continue by following link to Nancy’s blog)
“Such kind friends, you know, Miss Woodhouse, one must always find agreeable … I shall always think it a very pleasant party, and feel extremely obliged to the kind friends who included me in it.” (Emma, chapter 44)