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Wednesday, 28 November 2018

Wow, wow, WOW! This is most certainly a book to read this winter! I've bagged the author for an interview. Check him out! #historical #fiction #murder #mystery #romance .@stevenneil12 .@rararesources



The Merest Loss
A story of love and political intrigue, set against the backdrop of the English
hunting shires and the streets of Victorian London and post-revolutionary Paris.


When Harriet Howard becomes Louis Napoleon’s mistress and financial backer and appears at his side in Paris in 1848, it is as if she has emerged from nowhere.
How did the English daughter of a Norfolk boot-maker meet the future Emperor?
Who is the mysterious Nicholas Sly and what is his hold over Harriet?

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Can Harriet meet her obligations and return to her former life and the man she left behind? What is her involvement with British Government secret services? Can Harriet’s friend, jockey Tom Olliver, help her son Martin solve his own mystery: the identity of his father?

The central character is Harriet Howard and the action takes place between 1836 and 1873. The plot centres on Harriet’s relationships with Louis Napoleon and famous Grand National winning jockey, Jem Mason. The backdrop to the action includes significant characters from the age, including Lord Palmerston, Queen Victoria and the Duke of Grafton, as well as Emperor Napoleon III. The worlds of horse racing, hunting and government provide the scope for rural settings to contrast with the city scenes of London and Paris and for racing skulduggery to vie with political chicanery.

The Merest Loss is historical fiction with a twist. It’s pacy and exciting with captivating characters and a distinctive narrative voice.


An interview with the writer of 

THE MEREST LOSS
by 
Steven Neil

What/who do you draw inspiration from? Or who do you aspire to be like as an author?
I am inspired by all the great writers of all the great books I have ever read. To name just a few: The Remains of the Day, Kazuo Ishiguro; Tess of the D’Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy; The Catcher in the Rye, J.D.Salinger; Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier; The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Le Grand Meaulnes, Alain-Fournier. Amongst contemporary writers Wolf Hall, Hilary Mantel has influenced my writing style the most.

How much research and what sort of research do you do?
The Merest Loss took three years from conception to publication: two years of research and one year of pure writing. Fortunately, I enjoy the research process and endless hours trying to achieve historical accuracy through the portals of the internet and the British Library has, I hope, paid off.

What are the common traps for aspiring writers/or tips for a newbie writer?
I have met some tremendously naturally gifted writers but that alone will not make you a published author. I genuinely believe that, however gifted, you need to learn the craft of writing. Invest in a creative writing course and learn about structure, plot, point of view, character, setting and dialogue before you start writing. When you have finished the first draft of your novel, understand that you have only just begun the process of writing a publishable novel. Even if all your friends and family tell you your novel is brilliant, invest in an independent development and copy editor before you even think about publication.

Why did you write this particular book?
Originally, I was planning to write a Dick Francis style thriller and I was researching a jockey called Jem Mason, who won the first Grand National at Liverpool in 1839. I found a line in his description which said something like ‘also famous for his relationship with Harriet Howard, who ran away to live with him in London when she was fifteen and who also became Louis Napoleon’s mistress and financial backer’. I decided she was an even more interesting character and I set about writing a fictional account of her life.

What is your book about? Genre, tone, POV etc.
The Merest Loss: A story of love and political intrigue, set against the backdrop of the English hunting shires and the streets of Victorian London and post-revolutionary Paris. It is historical fiction but it is also a romance. Most of the novel is written from the point of view of the omniscient narrator, writing in the present tense, although this is interspersed with four strategic chapters, from the point of view of one of the characters, in the past tense. I like the idea of varying the presentation and I also make use of letters, newspaper articles and reviews to provide additional perspective.

Give me the first, middle and end line in your book.
From chapter one, A French Accent, Newmarket, England, 1862: The young man who walked into my Newmarket racing yard that red-skied spring morning was tall, slim and blessed with all the charm that a faultless command of English, with a strong French accent, bestows.

From chapter seventeen, Everything is Risked, London, England, Paris, France, 1850: In the spring of 1850, Jem Mason and Tom Olliver are called to a meeting at Manchester House in Manchester square, London. They arrive early and sit on a bench in the square to share cheroots. The plane trees are already in leaf and the lawns glisten under a light morning dew, as the sun rises over the rooftops. Thrushes pick at the moss and blackbirds rustle in the undergrowth of the ornamental bushes. As the air warms, the smell of jasmine mingles with the tarry tang of the cheroots. Tom checks his watch and swings it into his waistcoat pocket.

From chapter thirty-six, One Day, Wroughton, England, 1873: Of course, we all need to hold on to something. I dream that one day a horse will come along that can take me to Epsom and win the Derby. It is what keeps me going. George Frederick might be that horse. I pray god I’ll live long enough to see him there.

Is there an underlying theme to this book?
I was fascinated by the idea of a romance where the two characters are thwarted by their own temperaments; they are both unromantic, stubborn and uncompromising. How will it ever be possible for them to get together when they seem unable to resolve arguments, even though everyone around them can see they are well suited together?

What’s the best/saddest/funniest/shocking one-liner from the book?
From chapter fourteen, The Return, London, England, Paris, France, 1848: Harriet says: ‘Perhaps. I am surprised how easily the lies come now. Almost everything I say to Louis is a lie.’
Lady Blessington replies: ‘I think if we tell a man something he really wants to believe, then it doesn’t count as a lie, even if it is.’

Is there a dedication?
Yes. My thanks go to: my wife Carol, for her constant encouragement and support, my university tutors and fellow students for their guidance and feedback, and those kind people who read my drafts and offered insights and suggestions. This book would not have been possible without you.

Can you share a few lines from your best review of this book?
‘It took me just a few minutes to become totally absorbed in this book; when I saw the list of characters at the front I thought I would have trouble keeping up with the plot, but Steven Neil's fluid style and well-structured storyline meant I had no trouble on that score. My only problem was having to put it down at night! I just could not stop reading it in every spare moment; my curiosity about the characters' journey through life kept the pages turning. Historical fiction is not a genre I would usually choose, but I would thoroughly recommend The Merest Loss as a great read.’ Nick the Floot on Amazon 3 July 2018

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Author Bio – Steven Neil has a BSc in Economics from the London School of Economics, a BA in English Literature and Creative Writing from the Open University and an MA in Creative Writing from Oxford Brookes University. 

In his working life he has been a bookmaker’s clerk, management tutor, management consultant, bloodstock agent and racehorse breeder. He is married and lives in rural Northamptonshire.


Friday, 21 September 2018

Fancy a bit of #cozy crime? Then check out Haircuts, Hens and Homicide by @llamamum #romcom #crime @rararesources


Dear reader,

Hi, Megan here, the narrator of ‘Haircuts, Hens and Homicide’. I’ve been invited chat about myself, so here goes.
First of all, who am I and what’s made me me? Well, I’m nobody special really, but I do like to think I’m a loyal friend, and I always try to do the right thing. It may not work out in practice, but the intention is there.
I was brought up by my prickly grandmother after my teenage mum went to India to ‘find herself’ when I was three, but whether Mum went or not nobody knows, because she disappeared without a trace. Gran never gave up hope, and wrote letters to her every week. I found those in the attic last month and they broke my heart.
Gran died recently so I’ve come over to France to sort out her affairs and decide what to do with myself: whether to stay in France or go back to England where I have no job, no boyfriend (he dumped me two months before our wedding, the worm) and no home (my flat, along with the others in the block, is being turned into a bingo hall). Such choices!

Dealing with my difficult grandmother, who is… was the sort of person who could start an argument in an empty room has led me to be a tactful, conflict-avoiding sort of person, but I could always see beneath the skin. Hidden below the thick veneer of cantankerousness that coated Gran was a warm, loving person. And so I don’t immediately pigeon-hole the people I meet, no matter how weird, annoying or irritating they might first appear to be. Usually there’s more than meets the eye. I hope people appreciate that quality in me and find me a sympathetic person to be with.


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I love the colour peach, which I think speaks ‘sympathetic’. I don’t know, it just sorts of suits me as you can easily tell from my wardrobe. I also love chickens. That’s a recent development, because inheriting Gran’s house meant I also inherited her four chickens and one duck, and her shy adopted cat Catastrophe (name speaks for itself!). Oh, and some other wandering chickens came my way too. They chose to appear on the day of Gran’s funeral, as did Romain, the arrogant gendarme. That’s French for cop, btw. He was very snooty and wouldn’t let me explain that I had a burial to be at until Gran’s hearse rolled up the drive. He went as red as a beetroot but in true French style didn’t apologise.

I’ve become used to the French not apologising now. Even though they may do something that, in hindsight, wasn’t the best course of action, the word ‘sorry’ will not pass their lips—actually, it would be ‘désolé’ but you know what I mean.
Romain was therefore my main dislike, but the more I’ve got to know him, the more I’ve begun to like him.

My biggest wish at present is to set up my own hairdressing salon. That’s my profession, and I love it. I’m not half bad either. I’ve been steadily relooking – making over – the local women in return for baked goods mainly. Until my business is up and running properly, I can’t accept money. That’s frustrating but at least I don’t go hungry. There’s certainly demand for a hairdresser here, especially a mobile one who can call on elderly clients. In this part of Creuse the average age is about sixty, or so it seems. A lot of old folk are housebound. So, I know I could earn my living. But, my plans are all up in the air, as you could probably imagine. 
Now, what would I change about myself if I had a magic wand? Easy. My nose. It’s a rather an enthusiastic one, much bigger than it really needs to be. But, that said, I’ve got used to it and I would certainly never have surgery on it. Too expensive, and I might miss it. Which is why a magic wand would be perfect. If I didn’t like my new look, I could restore the old one with a quick wave. And anyway, Romain’s nose is even bigger than mine.
Finally, and before I bore you to tears, will you be seeing more of me? Oh yes. I can categorically state that will be more adventures to share with you, my first one being HAIRCUTS, HENS AND HOMICIDE so please do come and see me there! I’m sure that they’ll be starring a particular type of bird, an element of hairdressing and some appropriately alliterative skulduggery! 
I’m already starting to investigate the suspicious death of a pigeon fancier…  
Anyhoo, that’s all for now,
Megan

Haircuts, Hens and Homicide

Megan finds mayhem when she arrives in France to bury her Gran and sort out her affairs. She expected difficult encounters with civil servants and red tape but not with wandering chickens, an imperious policeman and a dead body.
Together with her unlikely new friend, the elderly and grumpy Alphonse and his canine equivalent, Monsieur Moustache, Megan becomes involved in investigating the fowl-related foul play that’s at work in this sleepy part of rural France. 
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She’s helped but mainly hindered by the people she comes across. These include the local mayor, who wants Megan to stay and set up a hair salon in his village to help keep it alive. There are the cousins Romain, the gendarme, and Nico, the clumsy but hunky farmer. They have always clashed, but do so constantly now that Megan is on the scene. Michelle, Romain’s terrifying ex who wants him back, appears along the way, as does Claudette, a wheelchair-bound old lady, and Kayla, Megan’s best friend, who is hugely pregnant but not above taking on the forces of French law and order when Megan finds herself the prime suspect after Alphonse is stabbed.

There’s excitement, humour and lots of ruffled feathers in this rom-com slash cosy mystery, the first in a projected series.


About Stephanie Dagg, in her own words...
'I'm an English expat living in France, having moved here with my family in 2006 after fourteen years as an expat in Ireland. I now consider myself a European rather than 'belonging' to any particular country. The last ten years have been interesting, to put it mildly. Taking on seventy-five acres with three lakes, two hovels and one cathedral-sized barn, not to mention an ever increasing menagerie, makes for exciting times. The current array of animals includes alpacas, llamas, huarizos (alpaca-llama crossbreds, unintended in our case and all of them thanks to one very determined alpaca male), sheep, goats, pigs, ducks, geese, chickens and turkeys, not forgetting our pets of dogs, cats, zebra finches, budgies , canaries, lovebirds and Chinese quail. Before we came to France all we had was a dog and two chickens, so it's been a steep learning curve. I recount these experiences in my book Heads Above Water: Staying Afloat in France and the sequel to that, Total Immersion: Ten Years in France. I also blog regularly at www.bloginfrance.com.
I'm married to Chris and we have three bilingual TCKs (third culture kids) who are resilient and resourceful and generally wonderful.    
I'm a traditionally-published author of many children's books, and am now self-publishing too. I have worked part-time as a freelance editor for thirty years after starting out as a desk editor for Hodder & Stoughton. Find me at www.editing.zone. The rest of the time I'm running carp fishing lakes with Chris and inevitably cleaning up some or other animal's poop.'