This week on the Romance Writers Weekly Blog Hop, Leslie Hachtel asks:
Spring is just around the corner. What are you most looking forward to?
If you joined me from Clair Brett, welcome!
Let’s be honest – what isn’t there to look forward to about spring? Especially in these days of physical distancing (I hope you and your family are staying safe and healthy!) the advent of spring is even more to be longed for.
Here in Northern BC, just because the calendar says it’s spring doesn’t mean the weather agrees. We’ve had some lovely sunny days, but most nights are still well below freezing, which means the daytime melt isn’t enough to rid our lawns of snow. I’d love to be outside cleaning gardens and prepping for planting, but I can’t even see most of my flower beds yet. And as I write this, the sky is low and threatening, with the promise of more snow to fall today.
For me, the best part of spring is turning off the furnace and opening all the windows in the house to blow out the fug of winter. Tradition is Mr. C and I turn on The Gypsy Kings and toast the new season with a beer in the backyard. Only then it is truly spring!
Be sure to hop on over to A.S. Fenichel and see what she’s most looking forward to. Andrea has a brand new book out (It’s doing really well on the Amazon charts, so congratulations are due!!). If you enjoy historical romance, you should be sure to check it out!
Left standing on the side while their contemporaries marry into society, four young ladies forge a bond to guard each other from a similar fate . . .
Finishing school failed to make a proper lady of Penelope Arrington. But as a Wallflower of West Lane, Poppy has a far more vital role—she and her three best friends have made a pact to protect each other from the clutches of dangerous, disreputable men. So when one of them is about to be married off to a duke sight unseen, Poppy makes it her mission to divine the prospective husband’s true character. If only she didn’t require the aid of London’s most unsuitable rake.
Rhys Draper, Earl of Marsden, has known the headstrong Poppy since she was a young girl naïve to the ways of men. To her eternal chagrin—and to his vague amusement—they have been at odds over the memory of embarrassing first encounter all these years. Now, with his services in need, Rhys sees a chance to finally clear the air between them. Instead, he is surprised by the heat of their feelings. If the two do not tread carefully, they may end up in a most agreeably compromising position . . .