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Murder at Northanger Abbey
Prayer & Praise: a Jane Austen Devotional
The Ladies of Rosings Park
Leap of Faith
Leap of Hope
Miss Georgiana Darcy of Pemberley
The Persuasion of Miss Jane Austen
The Darcys of Pemberley
For Myself Alone
Return to Longbourn
- Amazing Grace: Must-See Movie
- Book Launch for “Murder at Northanger Abbey”
- Revealing a Cover for “Murder”
- Why Not Write a Murder Mystery?
- Can Jane and I Help?
- Who Knew Henry Tilney Was Such a Passionate Guy?
- Becoming a Fan of Becoming Jane
- Taking Pleasure in a Good Novel
- Superhero in Disguise
- Book Launch and Giveaway!
- Ta-Da! Cover Reveal… at last!
- And the Winner Is… (Cover Image Decision)
- Cover Image Quandary – Part 2
- Cover Image Quandary
- Updates and Picnics
Tag Archives: Mr. Collins’s Last Supper
It is a truth universally acknowledged that everybody likes to get something for nothing. And it’s equally true that it is more blessed to give than to receive, right? So I figured it would be fun all the way around … Continue reading
Today, I was pleased to provide a guest blog post for a friend I met on Twitter. Rebecca Jane is a big Jane Austen fan (yay!) as well as a fan of my novel The Darcys of Pemberley (double yay!). Her blog, called “Sewing in … Continue reading
I have a very high regard for the clergy in general and for the several members of the profession I know personally. So it may seem strange that I made the premeditated death of a country parson my first literary … Continue reading
In her present exile from good society, and distance from everything that had been wont to interest her, a letter from one belonging to the set where her heart lived, written with affection, and some degree of elegance, was thoroughly … Continue reading
When I decided to write a sequel to Pride and Prejudice, what I most looked forward to was reveling in the happiness of Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy. That was before it dawned on me that I couldn’t make a novel out of 300 pages … Continue reading
She was looked at however, and with some admiration; for, in her own hearing, two gentlemen pronounced her to be a pretty girl. Such words had their due effect; she immediately thought the evening pleasanter than she had found it … Continue reading
John Thorpe was soon with them, and his voice was with them yet sooner, for on the stairs he was calling out to Miss Morland to be quick. “Make haste! Make haste!” as he threw open the door – “Put … Continue reading