Three Cheers for Ellie!

Three Cheers for Ellie!

Today’s a very important day, y’all. Today, my best friend’s fourth book releases in all digital formats. And this is really, really special, because of all the many books of hers I’ve read and critiqued, this one is my favorite. (That’s saying something. Seriously.) I’ve read three or four different versions of it at this point, over three or four years, LOL, and each time I thought, “Wow, this is the best young adult novel I’ve ever read!” Then she somehow made it better and better.

Here’s the blurb, which has one of the best hook sentences ever, doesn’t it? And I got to help write the back cover copy, so obviously I adore it. =)

Don’t just get even—write a novel.

Ellie Sweet is a lot of things—good girl, novelist, silent adorer of
the new boy at school, Palmer. But when “outcast” gets added to the
list, she decides it’s time to take reality into her own hands … and
tweak it as needed.
In the pages of her book, she’s Lady Gabrielle, favorite of the
medieval Italian court. Her once-friends are reduced to catty
ladies-in-waiting, and the too-charming Palmer—who in real life never
spares her a second word—gets to be nothing more than a rake wracked by
unrequited love for her. She even has a perfect real-life villain in the
brooding Chase, who hails from the wrong side of town.
But just when she’s getting along great in her fictional world, the
real one throws her a few curves. With Chase pursuing her, Palmer
wanting to date her—but in secret—and the details of her manuscript
going public, Ellie suddenly receives more attention than she ever
really wanted. And when her former-friends discover what she’s been
writing, they’re determined to teach Ellie a lesson about the severe
consequences of using her pen as her sword.

I cannot possibly recommend this book enough. Buy it for the teens in your life. Buy it for yourself. Recommend it to everyone you know. Why? Because Stephanie does what so few writers can:

I kept saying my endorsement was going to be “Best. Book. Ever.” but I decided to get a little more creative. 😉
I love this book. I love Ellie. I love Palmer and Chase and the cast of snippy friends, I love the family that stood behind her when it mattered, I love the dreams and crushed hopes and sometimes-cruel reality that made her grow into a person I could love even more.
Though I’ve read it countless times, you can bet I’m buying it today and will read it again! (Again, that’s saying something. Seriously.) 

Find it on Amazon!
Find it on Smashwords for other devices!

Word of the Week – Scandal

Word of the Week – Scandal

I think we all know what a scandal is, and it’s been in the English language pretty much forever. But there’s a subtly to it I had never picked up on, and which one of our friends was talking about this weekend.

When one goes back to the original Greek skandalizein, the meaning isn’t just “bad behavior, cause for offense,” it’s “to make one stumble.” So a scandal isn’t when one person goes astray…it’s when a person leads someone else astray. Though right there in the definition, I’ve never paused to realize that before. But it makes total sense, doesn’t it? Private sin can be terrible–but how much worse it gets when it becomes a public sin that leads others into it!


Hope everyone has a wonderful week! =)

Thoughtful About . . . Thanks

Thoughtful About . . . Thanks

Tuesday night/Wednesday was, let’s say, not great. When I went to bed at 11, I’d meant to set my alarm for 5:30 but forgot. I wanted to get up early to write, but I’d been waking up early on my own, so I figured I’d be fine.

At 1 a.m., a very distressed “Mommy!” woke me up. Poor Xoe (7) was sick. And proceeded to be sick every half hour, meaning that neither of us had the chance to go back to sleep. At about 3, I had the thought that, unlike the last time we had a sick kid in the middle of the night, there was nothing going on this Wednesday that I would have to plan around. We could just rest.

Thank you, Lord.

The pattern continued until, oh, 5:00. I fell back into bed that time staring at the clock and wondering if, unlike every other time, either of us would manage to get back to sleep before the nausea struck again. Oh, I prayed so. I prayed so with every fiber of my being, as I had been praying for the last two hours.

Women Doing Laundry by Jahn Ekenaes
(Oh yes, thank you for washing machines!)

Downstairs I heard the whir of the dryer. The chug of the washer. And it occurred to me that plenty of times over the past two years, one or the other of those machines had been not working improperly, either plain not going or not draining right. But tonight, both were behaving beautifully as they washed the sheets and towels and clothes soiled from upset bellies.

Thank you, Lord.

At 6:00 when I heard the bathroom door creak again, I realized I had actually slept for the first time since those two hours at the beginning of the night, and that Xoe had too.

Thank you, Lord.

Though my poor little dumpling understandably asked when she was going to stop and feel better, she smiled as I tucked her, yet again, into bed.

Thank you, Lord.

A mere half hour later, Rowyn woke up. Too chipper for his exhausted mama, waaaaaaaaay too bouncy. But chipper and happy and healthy.

Thank you, Lord.

By no means was this a great day. Certainly not the day I’d planned when I meant to set my alarm and wake up early to write. We weren’t out basking in the beautiful 75-degree sunshine like I would normally have wanted.

But you know, it’s just the flu. It passes quickly. We can deal with it. We have the blessing of being able to redo our schedule at the drop of a hat, thanks to homeschooling. I work from home, so I can just declare it a sick day if I have to. We can rest, we can recuperate, and we can so what needs doing. And oh, how much doable it all seems when I remember to take those moments between the yucks and exhaustion to

Thank you, Lord.

The Manners of George Washington

The Manners of George Washington

One of the most interesting things I learned about the Colonial era in my research was the manners and rules of civility gentlefolk were to know. The Colonial Williamsburg site has a page on the Rules of Civility and Decent Behavior in Company and Conversation, as transcribed by George Washington at the age of 16 or so, when he lived at Ferry Farm. It can be found several other places around the web too.

Reading through the 100+ rules of etiquette really enriched my understanding of the culture of the time. And explained some things. You know how you get that particular feeling of decorum and elegance from paintings of the time? These rules actually make it pretty clear it wasn’t a trick of the artist. I’m going to give y’all a taste of some of their rules and manners. The spelling and capitalization are all George’s. =) Enjoy!

~In the Presence of Others Sing not to yourself with a humming Noise, nor Drum with your Fingers or Feet.

~Shift not yourself in the Sight of others nor Gnaw your nails.

~(One of my favorites) Shake not the head, Feet, or Legs rowl not the Eys lift not one eyebrow higher than the other wry not the mouth, and bedew no mans face with your Spittle, by approaching too near him when you Speak.

~Kill no Vermin as Fleas, lice ticks &c in the Sight of Others, if you See any filth or thick Spittle put your foot Dexteriously upon it if it be upon the Cloths of your Companions, Put it off privately, and if it be upon your own Cloths return Thanks to him who puts it off.

~let your Countenance be pleasant but in Serious Matters Somewhat grave.

~Shew not yourself glad at the Misfortune of another though he were your enemy.

~Superfluous Complements and all Affectation of Ceremonie are to be avoided, yet where due they are not to be Neglected.

~Let your Discourse with Men of Business be Short and Comprehensive.

~Undertake not to Teach your equal in the art himself Proffesses; it Savours of arrogancy.

~Do not express Joy before one sick or in pain for that contrary Passion will aggravate his Misery.

~ Mock not nor Jest at any thing of Importance break no Jest that are Sharp Biting and if you Deliver any thing witty and Pleasent abstain from Laughing there at yourself.

~ Wherein wherein you reprove Another be unblameable yourself; for example is more prevalent than Precepts.

~ Wear not your Cloths, foul, unript or Dusty but See they be Brush’d once every day at least and take heed that you approach not to any Uncleaness.

~ Run not in the Streets, neither go too slowly nor with Mouth open go not Shaking yr Arms kick not the earth with yr feet, go not upon the Toes, nor in a Dancing fashion.

~ Eat not in the Streets, nor in the House, out of Season.

~ Speak not of doleful Things in a Time of Mirth or at the Table; Speak not of Melancholy Things as Death and Wounds, and if others Mention them Change if you can the Discourse tell not your Dreams, but to your intimate Friend.

~ Go not thither, where you know not, whether you Shall be Welcome or not. Give not Advice without being Ask’d & when desired do it briefly.

~Reprehend not the imperfections of others for that belongs to Parents Masters and Superiours.

Word of the Week – Tycoon

Word of the Week – Tycoon

In Circle of Spies, my villain is a railroad tycoon. Slightly tricky because I don’t want to imply that any of the actual railroad men were anything like him, LOL, but I digress. As I was blasting through the scenes last week, I very nearly had my hero contrasting himself with good ol’ Dev and calling the man a tycoon. Then I thought I’d better, you know, actually look it up…
And I’m glad I did. Because though I would swear I’ve watched documentaries that use the word for men of that era, it’s anachronistic to do so. The word originated in 1857, very specifically–it was used by foreigners to the shogun of Japan. Directly from the Japanese word taikun, “great lord or prince,” it was used by the shogun’s supporters to indicate that he was more important than the emperor.
In 1861 the word crossed to America and was used, again specifically, in reference to Abraham Lincoln. But it wasn’t applied to successful business in general until after World War I!
So while I couldn’t use it to speak of Devereaux Hughes, I did find the history intriguing. =) From the shogun to the president, and then nearly fifty years before it gained it modern meaning.