Guest Post: Jane Austen and Me by Eileen Dreyer
Don’t worry. I’m not comparing myself with the godmother of romance. But I do have something in common with her. No, not her inimitable style, her restricted life, her sharp wit. But I did find myself in a position that might have looked familiar to anyone who knows her work. I got to visit Lyme Regis, the little town in Southern England where Jane famously once visited. In fact, I not only visited, I did a walking tour of Persuasion and climbed the Cobb. Fortunately, unlike Louisa Musgrave, I survived the incident unscathed.
How did I get there, you ask? Well, in my last book, ALWAYS A TEMPTRESS, one of my Drake’s Rakes, Colonel Ian Ferguson, ended up shot, accused of treason, and bobbing around in the English Channel. I knew his would be the next book, but when I shot him, I had no idea what I was going to do with him. Read more