A Distinct Flair for Words, the latest in my Regency Love and the Library series, is now available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, Kobo and Apple.
Love and the
Library - A celebration of the beginnings of love wherein four young Regency gentlemen meet their matches over a copy of “Pride and Prejudice” at the library.
Book 3: Felicity
and Frank
BLURB:
Every woman
should have her own Mr. Darcy--unless she prefers Mr. Bingley.
Something
strange goes on in that library.
Not one, but two
of Mr. Frank Wynne’s friends found the ladies of their dreams at the library
over a copy of “Pride and Prejudice”. Magic? Divine providence? Hardly. Coincidence or luck? Perhaps. And to prove or disprove the possibilities, he’ll
go to the library and read “Pride and Prejudice”. Day after day after day. To
his surprise, the book is funny, and he does like that Bingley chap. His lady
doesn’t appear, though. Of course not. But still…
Miss Felicity
White adores “Pride and Prejudice”. But while most ladies swoon over Mr. Darcy,
Mr. Bingley is the man after her own heart. Happy, good-natured, cheerful,
outgoing Mr. Bingley. She loves him so much, she even rewrote “Pride and
Prejudice” from his perspective. Now, if she can only find a gentleman like
him…
When Felicity
and Frank run into each other, the enchantment of “Pride and Prejudice” and the
library just might strike again.
A sweet,
traditional Regency romance, but not a retelling of “Pride and Prejudice.”
45,000 words.
I write in the
style of my favorite author, Barbara Metzger. If you like her Regency comedies,
you may enjoy mine.
EXCERPT:
“I have the
most wonderful news!” Felicity maneuvered herself and Frank to the only two
seats together. Unfortunately, they were in the middle of the semicircle, with
ladies on both sides
Frank sat on
the edge of his seat. The chairs’ arrangement was unnervingly like a gigantic feminine
claw, ready to snap shut on a tasty treat.
Him.
He stilled.
Mayhap if he didn’t move, they would forget he was there. And pigs will fly.
Miss Barrett
clapped and the murmuring ladies quieted. “Felicity, please tell us your news.”
Felicity popped
up. “You know I have written Pride and
Prejudice from Mr. Bingley’s viewpoint.” She gave a little bounce. “Mr.
Blackmore of Blackmore Publishing has requested the manuscript!”
Feminine squeals
reverberated around the room. Miss Barrett rose to shake Felicity’s hand. “Well
done. Mayhap you will pave the way to the future, when others will want to read
about the further adventures of the Pride
and Prejudice characters.”
Miss Liddell,
one of the ladies who had squinted when he entered, squinted anew. “I doubt
anyone will want to read about Mr. Wickham’s experiences. Or Lydia’s.”
“Never say
never.” Miss Nisbet, seated at Frank’s other side, sniffed. “Some people enjoy
tales about villains. I daresay they like to see the blackguards receive their
just deserts.” She leaned closer to Frank. “Have you read Pride and Prejudice, Mr. Wynne?”
Gazes on both sides
of the pincer-like arrangement of chairs closed in on him. More perspiration
broke out on his forehead. “Yes, I have.” Outnumbered. Perhaps he had better
say as little as possible.
Miss Liddell
squinted again. “You are unusual, sir. Most men do not read novels. Or at
least, they claim not to.”
He flashed his
most winning smile, the one that normally made the ladies melt. Almost-clergyman
he might be, but that did not preclude him from appreciating the fairer sex. “I
am not most men.”
Thank you all,
Linda
Book 2: A Mutual Interest in Numbers 
Book 3: A Distinct Flair for Words 
