Kind of a thrilling week!! First, our daughter Rachel returned, after her first year of her PhD at Harvard. 
Then my husband’s latest book was published (Super-fancy, hardback, paperback, you name it. Everything you ever wanted to know about Edwardian London but was afraid to ask!!!!!Link below.) 
And today, the fourth in my standalone Jane Austen series emerges. 
Pride and Perjury, a short story collection, ambushed me  while I was planning, and even plotting my fourth Austenesque standalone, my seventh novel altogether. 
It was the omissions that bothered me. Omissions in my previous three, as well as Austen’s own omissions. 
For example, while I was writing Harriet, how I longed to buzz off to Bath with Mr Elton, in order to detail his pursuit of Mrs Elton/Augusta Hawkins. (But… Harriet’s plot!) 
And in Darcy, of course, I was hampered by the book’s being almost entirely from Darcy’s point of view. This, among other things, prevented me from exploring what might have occurred, in Brighton, between Lydia and Wickham… something Austen never told us. 
Because, frankly, I kept wondering why Wickham agreed to elope with Lydia. We know he was fatally attractive, even to Elizabeth. We’re aware that he hoped to marry for money – otherwise he’d never have pursued Mary King. In addition, the guy had options: he could have gone abroad to find an heiress, for example. And, though Lydia is clearly both exuberant and attractive, she’s not depicted as stunning as Jane or as enchanting as Lizzy – while being every bit as poor. So, why did Wickham elope, simultaneously wrecking any chance of making his fortune by the easiest method? (Read Pride and Perjury for find out!) 
Other omissions: who did Miss de Bourgh wind up marrying – for surely such an heiress would have married – after Darcy disappointed her? How did Mr Elton recover enough to pursue Miss Hawkins, after Emma’s contemptuous dismissal of his suit? And what about the missing scene from P&P, when Lady Catherine rashly attempted to dissuade Darcy from proposing again to “that dreadful Bennet girl” – unwittingly encouraging him to hope? 
 In the end I decided I had short stories to write, and that 12 was a nice, round number. I was also inspired by the late great Alice Munro, who died a couple of weeks ago. If you haven’t read Munro, stop whatever you’re reading now and try her. Personally, I gulp down her short stories like candy… Just one more… and maybe just one more… What a loss!) 
As for Pride and Perjury, I’m so grateful to my husband for his editing, and to Phil McKerracher – my tech genius – but I’m also so indebted to each of you who volunteered to be ARC-readers. THANKS!!!! 
And for those too busy to volunteer, I really hope you like it!  |