Thursday, January 29, 2009

Snubbing George Wickham!


Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.


Saturday, January 23rd, 1802

Kitty and I took great pleasure in snubbing George Wickham today, as we walked through the High Street in Meryton. He was walking along with Mary King at his side, swaggering along on the opposite path with an air of self congratulation. On seeing us, he raised his hat and waved. Perfectly affronted, we immediately looked away and took refuge in Brown’s, where we spent a pleasant half hour trying on all the new bonnets. During our sojourn, we made the observation that Mr Wickham and Mary King could be seen through the elegant bow window of Holland’s Coffee House, partaking of hot beverages and cake, whilst enjoying the company of Mr Denny, Mr Chamberlayne, and Mr and Mrs Nicolson. There was no sign of Captain Carter and I must add that I was grateful for that small mercy.

As we were peering through the glass which contorted the view somewhat, Miss Brown said that if we were satisfied that there was nothing to tempt us, she would like to be able to close the shop for an hour in order to take some nuncheon. In any case, she only had two bonnets worth a second look, a silk with red cherries and a straw with plaited ribbon. After coming to the conclusion some minutes later, that neither were to my taste (or pocket), we left, taking great care not to look directly into Holland’s where we knew the party were seated.

Moments later, I heard footsteps running up behind us. I turned, fully expecting to see George Wickham but it was my friend, Emma Nicolson, entreating us to join them for some refreshment. Before I had a chance to speak and comment on the indecent haste with which some people drop firm friends to acquire new ones, Kitty answered for us both. She said we were much obliged but were expected at our Aunt Philips’s and were already late on account of having spent the better part of the morning in the employment of choosing a new bonnet. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and were on our way, Kitty marching me up the road before I had a chance to say anything very much at all.

So we have seen confirmation of all the rumours for ourselves and have decided that this evidence of Mr Wickham’s partiality to Miss King’s company (and her nasty freckles) need not be related to poor Lizzy who can have no idea how brazenly they are sporting themselves about the vicinity.

Lydia Bennet

Kitty and Lydia image from the movie, Pride and Prejudice

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Valentine's Day

Calling all men! (As Lydia would say!) Look here - I know there's still a couple of weeks left until Valentine's day, but I wanted to draw your attention to the lovely work of Jean Judy and her blog about Jane Austen which features her lovely jewellery. I first discovered her work on Ms Place and Laurel Ann's lovely blog and couldn't get an e-mail out quickly enough to ask her to make me one after I'd dropped some large hints to my husband about February 14th! Here's a sneak preview of my beautiful bracelet (underneath) which features Sense and Sensibility on one side of the medallions and a selection of my own paintings on the other. I asked for spring colours - I love blues and greens and I think it's beautiful.

I'm not sure I will be able to wait until Valentine's day to wear it.

Here's my lovely husband with a couple of gorgeous girls - my sister and my daughter.

Monday, January 26, 2009

A Favourite Illustrator, Ernest H Shepard

My dear friend Jenny bought me some gorgeous books for Christmas - she finds the most wonderful books. I have so enjoyed them, particularly reading about the early life of the illustrator Ernest H Shepard. He is best known for his illustrations of Winnie the Pooh and Wind in the Willows - my favourite illustrations as a child were the ones he drew for A A Milne's children's poetry books, When we were very young and Now we are six.
The books I've just enjoyed were written by Shepard himself and have illustrations on almost every page - Drawn from Memory and Drawn from Life. He was born in 1879 living through the last years of the Victorian age and well into the 20th century and was still illustrating books as late as 1971. His voice is so clear in the books prompting many visuals in the imagination and the illustrations are like a window into his mind to a past that is gone forever. These biographies tell the tale of his childhood, schooldays, his artistic training and of growing into a young man and falling in love with his first wife. The women in his life were clearly adored. There's a lovely description of his mother wearing a particular favourite dress of his accompanied by an illustration of the lady dressed to go out.

What I didn't know was that his daughter Mary Shepard was the illustrator of Mary Poppins, another favourite book of mine. Although both artists each had their own individual style I think they both had that talent for creating another world you can believe in with a quirkiness and attention to detail that I love.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Margaret Dashwood, a heroine in my new book, Willoughby Returns, a Sense and Sensibility Sequel


In Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility, Margaret Dashwood, the youngest sister has a minor role. We learn in chapter one that she was a good-humoured, well-disposed girl; but as she had already imbibed a good deal of Marianne's romance, without having much of her sense; she did not, at thirteen, bid fair to equal her sisters at a more advanced period of life.

At thirteen Margaret is too young to be 'out' and we only see glimpses of her as she observes her sisters' behaviour. She does not miss a trick; telling Elinor that she thinks Marianne is engaged because she has witnessed Mr Willoughby stealing a lock of her hair. I love the following extract, which shows how keenly Jane Austen observed the foibles of the young.

Margaret's sagacity was not always displayed in a way so satisfactory to her sister. When Mrs. Jennings attacked her one evening at the Park, to give the name of the young man who was Elinor's particular favourite, which had been long a matter of great curiosity to her, Margaret answered by looking at her sister, and saying, "I must not tell, may I, Elinor?"

This of course made everybody laugh; and Elinor tried to laugh too. But the effort was painful. She was convinced that Margaret had fixed on a person, whose name she could not bear with composure to become a standing joke with Mrs. Jennings. Marianne felt for her most sincerely; but she did more harm than good to the cause, by turning very red, and saying in an angry manner to Margaret, -

"Remember that whatever your conjectures may be, you have no right to repeat them."

"I never had any conjectures about it," replied Margaret; "it was you who told me of it yourself."

This increased the mirth of the company, and Margaret was eagerly pressed to say something more.

"Oh! pray, Miss Margaret, let us know all about it," said Mrs. Jennings. "What is the gentleman's name?"

"I must not tell, ma'am. But I know very well what it is; and I know where he is too."

"Yes, yes, we can guess where he is; at his own house at Norland to be sure. He is the curate of the parish I dare say."

"No, that he is not. He is of no profession at all."

"Margaret," said Marianne, with great warmth, "you know that all this is an invention of your own, and that there is no such person in existence."

"Well, then, he is lately dead, Marianne, for I am sure there was such a man once, and his name begins with an F."


My new book, Willoughby's Return, starts three years after S&S finishes and at eighteen going on nineteen, I thought it was time to give Margaret a heroine's role. Her story is intertwined with that of Marianne's who encourages Margaret to follow her heart.


Willoughby's Return, a Sense and Sensibility Sequel to be published by Sourcebooks Fall 2009

Jane Odiwe

Illustrations:
Willoughby cutting Marianne's hair by Brock

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Mr Wickham finds a new love!

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.


Monday, January 18th, 1802

Having despaired at Kitty’s apparent lack of interest in my welfare, I am now cheered by the presence of her company at my bedside, all be it in short bursts before she rushes off to some engagement or other. It transpires that she has been spending much time in the company of my Aunt Philips and dear friend Emma Nicholson in Meryton, and I think has been enjoying the fact that I have not been there to eclipse all her efforts at engaging the officers with her charm and beauty.
She has much in the way of delicious gossip to impart and it is now clear why Lizzy did not speak particularly warmly of dear George Wickham or have much to say of him at all when we were talking yesterday. Kitty says it is heard all over Meryton, that he has been taking much interest in a local girl called Mary King. He has been seen with her about the town, has taken to dancing with her almost exclusively at the assemblies, calls on her frequently and though has not publicly snubbed our Lizzy, his attentions to her, which formerly appeared to be on the brink of intimacy have now almost ceased. It is true that he does not seem to have called here much at all, but so ill have I been, that if Prince George himself had called, I would not have been aware of his attendance.
Most dreadful of all in its clarity, is why Wickham has transplanted his affections with such impetuous urgency. Mary King, who until lately was exceedingly poor and plain beyond description, (that is not altered anyhow) is now rich! She has been left an inheritance of ten thousand pounds and one can quite easily see how this love has blossomed. It does not go without saying that he has a fine teacher in Captain Carter, who used me very ill. To say the truth, I have not given Capt. C a moment’s thought, I am quite recovered from any feelings that I formerly expressed for him and I cannot believe that I ever thought I was in love with him. That said, I cannot forgive George Wickham for dealing the same trick to my sister and however composed she looks, Kitty and I believe he has quite broke her heart. We are determined to ignore him for a week at least, so that he will know how unimpressed we are by his behaviour.

Lydia Bennet

Rupert Friend as Mr Wickham

Lydia feels better and hears some interesting news!



Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.



Sunday, January 17th, 1802

I take up my pen again after a week where consciousness and time itself have been unknown to me. Having travelled as far as death’s gaping doors, ('tis quite certain, I assure you,) and after greatly alarming my dear family with my fevers and swellings, aches in the head and growths on my throat, (that the apothecary declared he had never before seen the like) I am at last out of danger. Everyone has been very thoughtful and caring with the exception of Mary, who asserted that it is her belief that mere sore throats would have little chance of taking hold if infected people did not take their pleasure in kissing the inhabitants of Meryton in the misguided belief that they were spreading Christian goodwill. (What can she mean?!)

Lizzy has nursed me and been a true sister. She actually related some of the contents of Mrs Collins’s letter to me, (though I am sure not all) which was a rare treat, and I am astonished to hear that Charlotte is not melancholy in the least and that she is exceedingly pleased with everything. Her new house, furniture and neighbourhood are all to her taste and Lady Catherine is apparently very friendly. She has not been too effusive on the subject of our dear cousin Collins, however, and I must own, I am not in the least surprised.
Elizabeth has heard from Jane too, although she was a little more guarded about her news, I have gained the impression that poor Jane has only seen Miss Bingley very briefly on a morning call and that she has seen nothing at all of her former beau, Mr Bingley. Nothing that astounds me in that little piece of intelligence either!
I took the opportunity of bringing up the subject of Mr Wickham as Lizzy was showing all the good signs of sharing a few confidences but I hasten to add that in this quarter she was not to be drawn and indeed was reluctant to talk about him at all.

Lydia Bennet

Illustrations: Firescreen by Ellen Hill
The Collinses by H M Brock

Monday, January 19, 2009

Hollywood, Lydia Bennet, the West End Stage and Persuasion??!!

I've an interview on Hollywood Today with Gabrielle Pantera, talking about Lydia Bennet's Story. Here's the link if you are curious about how and why I wanted to write Lydia Bennet's story plus the 'researching' into love scenes that a writer is forced to undertake!

I went to see Carousel the musical at the Savoy Theatre last week. It was gorgeous - wonderful songs, fabulous dancing and some brilliant acting. David Collings (Mr Shepherd in Persuasion, 1995) was the Starkeeper and very good he was too, though for me, I thought Lauren Hood as Carrie Pipperidge stole the show. It's her West End debut, I'm sure she'll go far. A lovely evening's entertainment of pure escapism. I came out feeling really uplifted, even though I must admit to shedding a tear or two over the story.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Elizabeth Bennet and her sister Jane in conversation


From Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice

I love this conversation between the Bennet sisters which reveals their closeness and fond regard for each other as well as Jane Austen's wonderful sense of humour! Jane Bennet is recently engaged to Mr Bingley and has only just become aware of the true duplicity of his sister, Caroline Bingley.

Elizabeth had now but little time for conversation with her sister; for while he was present, Jane had no attention to bestow on any one else; but she found herself considerably useful to both of them, in those hours of separation that must sometimes occur. In the absence of Jane, he always attached himself to Elizabeth for the pleasure of talking of her; and when Bingley was gone, Jane constantly sought the same means of relief.

"He has made me so happy," said she one evening, "by telling me, that he was totally ignorant of my being in town last spring! I had not believed it possible."

"I suspected as much," replied Elizabeth. "But how did he account for it?"

"It must have been his sister's doing. They were certainly no friends to his acquaintance with me, which I cannot wonder at, since he might have chosen so much more advantageously in many respects. But when they see, as I trust they will, that their brother is happy with me, they will learn to be contented, and we shall be on good terms again; though we can never be what we once were to each other."

"That is the most unforgiving speech," said Elizabeth, "that I ever heard you utter. Good girl! It would vex me, indeed, to see you again the dupe of Miss Bingley's pretended regard."

"Would you believe it, Lizzy, that when he went to town last November, he really loved me, and nothing but a persuasion of my being indifferent would have prevented his coming down again?"

"He made a little mistake, to be sure; but it is to the credit of his modesty."

This naturally introduced a panegyric from Jane on his diffidence, and the little value he put on his own good qualities.

Elizabeth was pleased to find that he had not betrayed the interference of his friend; for, though Jane had the most generous and forgiving heart in the world, she knew it was a circumstance which must prejudice her against him.

"I am certainly the most fortunate creature that ever existed!" cried Jane. "Oh! Lizzy, why am I thus singled from my family, and blessed above them all! If I could but see you as happy! If there were but such another man for you!"

"If you were to give me forty such men, I never could be so happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness, I never can have your happiness. No, no, let me shift for myself; and perhaps, if I have very good luck, I may meet with another Mr. Collins in time."


I don't think Jane Austen could have written this without enjoying the very close relationship she had with her sister. Whenever I read Pride and Prejudice I think about my lovely sister who unfortunately lives quite far away, but visits whenever she can. We chat for hours on the phone, but I have to say I do miss those times we spent together as girls. I hope you are as lucky as I am to have such a close friend in a sibling.

Jane Odiwe

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Lydia is feeling poorly!


Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.


Sunday, January 10th, 1802

Am in a very poorly way, exacerbated by the fact that no one has come near me, except dear mama who put her head round the door this morning and Rebecca who is turning out to be my only comfort and solace, bringing me news from downstairs with bowls of hot broth. She says Miss Elizabeth has received two letters today and when pressed said she overheard that one was from London, which must be from Jane and the other from Kent, which must be from Mrs Collins. How strange that looks - Mrs Collins! Poor Charlotte - to think of her lying abed with William Collins!

Lydia Bennet

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Lydia Bennet's Story Reviews


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Read This! "Lydia Bennet's Story" by Jane Odiwe
I'm an die hard Jane Austen fan, her unfailing devotion to a love-conquers-all ideal dovetails with my inner romantic perfectly. But above all, she was a brilliant writer, filling her novels with sparkling dialogue and great wit. The characters may not always been totally realistic (Fanny in Mansfield Park gets this accusation lobbed at her quite frequently) but there is much heart and spunk behind the heroines.

I wasn't sure what I would make of another author taking a stab at these characters, continuing the stories of my favorite of the Austen novels, Pride And Prejudice. But I'm always game to try new books, and if Lydia Bennett was ruined in Jane Odiwe's story I would not be that distressed. After all, even her father finds her to be one of the silliest girls in the land.

Lydia Bennet's Story starts while Lizzie is visiting her cousin Mr. Collins and his wife. Lydia flirts with the dashing Mr. Wickham, as well as any other redcoat that will ask her to dance. When she finally makes it to Brighton, she finds Mr. Wickham continues to tickle her fancy, but she is quite put off by his interest in other ladies. When she convinces herself that she loves him, and he loves her, the elopement plans fall quickly into place. About halfway through out the novel Odiwe begins to continue the story past what we know from Austen's narrative.

Lydia, while still quite silly, cannot help but notice her new husband is not really as perfect as she had led herself to believe. She continues to flirt harmlessly, but her spouse goes beyond flirtations, as well as gambling and drinking. Mrs. Wickham invites herself to her sister Jane's new home, while Mr. Wickham takes himself to Bath. While reconnecting to her old friends, she finds herself at odds with the brother of one. Scandal strikes, and Lydia learns about real emotional connections.

The ending is pretty easy to guess once you get into the second half of the novel, but like Austen's stories, the plot always takes a backseat to tone and wit. Lydia Bennet's Story is no different. While some of the comments are more ribald than dear Jane would have penned, Odiwe really captures the playful social commentary that Austen loved to present. I was quite pleased with this novel, it's light and fluffy but with a lot of heart.

C. PAUL KELLER

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She really is the silliest girl in all England.

Thankfully, Odiwe doesn't make her any less silly in this sequel, but you do understand why Lydia is the way she is and what motivates her rash decisions. This book is told in both journal and third person narratives, providing an interesting perspective on the events we know so well from Pride and Prejudice. The novel continues Lydia's story after her marriage to George Wickham, which you'll have to read if you want to see how it all turns out. Needless to say, it happens a lot as I imagined it would, except for the ending. Let's just say, it was all tied up a little too "happily ever after" for me.

Lydia Bennet's Story is a fun Regency period read. It was a little naughty for me in some parts, complete with heaving bosoms, but overall I found it enjoyable and true to the Austen spirit.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

The Lovebirds of Longbourn tie the Knot!

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.


Saturday, January 9th, 1802

Charlotte Lucas and Mr Collins were married today - can you believe it?!! Whilst I was confined to my room and left in bed to fend for myself, my family waved them off from the church door on their way to Kent. I am sure no one spared me a thought - yet I am very ill! Ned the stableboy was the only person who could be bothered to visit me. He was so kind and he has such nice eyes.

Lydia Bennet

Illustration: Jane Odiwe

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A New Year - 1802

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.


Friday, January 1st, 1802

A New Year and a new hope that this will be a good one bringing new friends as well as old, new dances to learn, new dresses to behold and of course, new officers, new flirts and novel fun!
Mama is at last coming to terms with the fact that Miss Lucas and Mr Collins are to be married next Thursday and has even been heard to say she wishes them happy. She does not fool me however and it is plain that she thinks if she says it often enough, she will eventually believe it herself.
I have not been into Meryton for a week as I cannot face Captain Carter and I have been feeling a little under the weather. My head aches and my throat is sore-no doubt I have contracted the putrid infection that has plagued my former friends.

Lydia Bennet

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Lydia has a broken heart - for a moment or two!

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.

Sunday, December 27th, 1801

I have been a fool, completely taken in, and for that I will find it hard to forgive Captain Carter if I ever will. How dare he do that to me! How dare he make me believe that he had singled me out alone.
I spent the rest of the evening avoiding the ‘happy couple’ and refused to dance when petitioned by Captain Carter, telling him that I was engaged for every one, otherwise I would have been only delighted. I will not give him the satisfaction of knowing that I am grieved, confused and wounded to my very soul.

George Wickham was most consoling - he is a true gentleman and one of the most handsome men I have ever set eyes on!

My spirits are very low and despite my efforts to banish all thoughts of Captain Carter from my mind, I find he keeps popping into my head. I have told Kitty all my troubles and yet she does not understand how grieved I am to hear her sing, ‘A Soldier’s Adieu’. She has no compassion for my feelings and talks and laughs all day long. Mama keeps asking me if I am well and insists that I eat, even though every morsel feels like a lump of stone in my throat. I must try to get the better of my feelings before my aunt quizzes me. She has been regarding me all afternoon with a shrewd expression.
Thankfully, we are to have a quiet evening tonight with just a few of the officers. Captain Carter has declined his invitation and I know that Isabella and Diana are returning home to their families tomorrow. I will miss Isabella so much, I do think she is beginning to consider me as a good friend and her going away just now is especially hard as I cannot even tell her all my sorrows.

Monday, December 28th, 1801

Last night passed off tolerably well and Aunt Gardiner appeared to warm to Mr Wickham, especially when he brought up the subject of Derbyshire again and the area around Bakewell and Pemberley, where they both spent their childhood. Dear Wickham kept her entertained with tales of old friends and places, although he admitted it was five years since he had been in that part of the country. Lizzy continues to keep him constant company but he was allowed five minutes to talk to me and he was most considerate in his enquiries.
I have managed to escape my aunt’s attentions but Lizzy has not fared so well, as they have been closeted together for half the morning. I could not hear much through the door but gathered that Lizzy is being cautioned against falling in love with George Wickham and my aunt told her to be on her guard but I could not hear why.
Jane is to go to London with my Aunt and Uncle Gardiner. It is so unfair; she has all the luck! I suppose she hopes to bump into Mr Bingley and make him fall in love with her all over again. She will see all the latest fashions, the sights and the shops, whilst Kitty and I will be left here, with no society and little to do once twelfth night is over.
Mr Collins is back again but fortunately for us all, he has decided to reside at Lucas Lodge. Poor Charlotte!

Illustrations by Kate Greenaway

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Phantasmagoria at Lucas Lodge!

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.

Saturday, December 26th, 1801
We arrived at Lucas Lodge this evening and were all ushered into the library where the candles had been snuffed and the large fire put out so that the room was warm but very dark. Even when our eyes became adjusted to the gloom, it was difficult to see and there was no time to look about but grope for our places. There were only seats for the elders who sat at the front as though in a theatre and the rest of us stumbled about in the dark, treading on toes and trains of dresses. There must have been a hundred people crammed in the room, all vying for position, and I heard my mother complain at the top of her voice that she would faint without her fan and her salts. I managed to lose her and worked my way to the back of the room where there was a much better view, a draught from an open window which relieved the stink of so many bodies closely packed together and best of all, no-one I knew, or so I believed. Sir William asked us not to be alarmed for we were to witness a Phantasmagoria exhibition by the travelling showman, Mr Benvenuti, all the way from Italy. This was excitement indeed, for I had never heard of such a thing before.

As the last candle was snuffed and before mystic lights displaying shipwrecks illuminated the walls, displaying ghosts, disasters and hideous creatures, I was aware of someone standing so closely behind me that I could feel his breath on my shoulder. In the next second, I felt a single gloved finger run down the back of my arm. I was frozen to the spot, quivering at the touch, but I dared not turn round. To know that Captain Carter was behind me was more than enough and I felt quite thrilled at the thought. I felt his warm breath on my neck and took two steps back inviting Richard Carter to touch me again, but this time I was denied that indulgence, so I contented myself with the thought that he was so close and allowed myself to be drawn into the magic of the theatre unfolding before me. Tales of damsels in distress with hideous monsters rising from the deep, drew huge gasps from the audience as they came alive on the library wall to the musical strains of Benvenuti’s quintet.

I only allowed myself to turn round when at last the performance finished and as the audience cheered loudly, I turned my head to gaze directly into the eyes of MR WICKHAM. I must have looked very shocked, but he, naughty man, just winked at me and bowed. As the candles were being lit, I searched the room, scanning every face for the one I wanted to see and then I saw him in profile, Richard Carter, with his aquiline nose and curly brown hair. In a darkened corner he was talking, his mouth barely moving into the soft curls of his companion. I then observed the young woman with whom he was engaged in conversation. Their heads were bowed together and as I watched them, my handsome Captain and my friend, Diana Cavendish, he raised her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. He whispered again in her ear before escorting her from the room following the great crowd to the supper table, her arm in his and their heads inclined toward one another.

Click here to read more about Phantasmagoria and The History of the discovery of Cinematography

Friday, January 2, 2009

Lydia makes a visit!

Lydia Bennet's Online Diary.
At this time of the year I always read Pride and Prejudice and I thought it would be fun to see what Lydia is thinking about all the goings on at Longbourn. Lydia's online diary starts just before Mr Bingley arrives and finishes where my novel, Lydia Bennet's Story, begins.

Saturday, December 26th, 1801

My sisters and I visited the poor with boxes of gifts and food this morning. I am sure I would not be so grateful to receive a linen shift and a couple of old meat pies, but I suppose to them they are riches indeed. Dame Wilkins said I was a very comely girl and remarked on how much I had grown since last year. She said that whilst sitting at her window watching the world go by, that she has noticed how much I like the company of a young redcoat. I was tempted to say that I notice how some elderly gossips have nothing better to do but use their observations to spread malicious tittle tattle but I knew Lizzy or Jane would have something to say if I did. I held my tongue, but I ask you, can I help it if I am so popular?
We are engaged for Lucas Lodge tonight - I do hope Captain Carter is recovered enough to make an appearance, indeed I do depend on it or my heart will surely be broke. No matter, I daresay Mr Wickham will do the honours and stand up with me.

Lydia Bennet