I think about warriors a lot these days. It goes with the territory of being a writer of medieval romance. In the days of William the Conqueror, Henry Beauclerc and the Plantagenets, men had to be warriors, prepared to defend what was theirs.
I find myself driven to write the stories of these heroic men, who fought in horrendous battles - like my hero Ram de Montbryce, a hero of Hastings, in CONQUERING PASSION.
I love reading about them too. Who can forget the commanding Simon de Montfort in Virginia Henley's THE DRAGON AND THE JEWEL.
And I fell in love with Simon de Beresford, champion of King Stephen, in Julie Andresen's SIMON'S LADY.
Don't misunderstand. I LOVE a good Regency romance, and I too can swoon readily over Loretta Chase's Lord Dain, and Anne Stuart's Adrian Rohan (ar any of the Rohan's for that matter!)
But give me a warrior over a rogue or a roue any day!
It's a wonder England survived the Regency at all as a nation, with so many dissolute noblemen!
One reviewer has remarked that it was unacceptable and 'unheroic' for my 11th century Norman hero, Ram, to have a brief sexual liaison with a Saxon widow while he was betrothed to my heroine. She missed the point of the circumstances of post traumatic stress after the battle of Hastings! Seems the roguish Earls of the Regency cannot be heroes unless they've slept their way to the pages of a best seller!
But I digress! Back to the reason for this post. November 11th is REMEMBRANCE DAY here in Canada, and I'm thinking especially of my late father, a man who fought on the beaches of Normandy, almost 900 years after my hero Ram left there to fight for his Conqueror.
My William wasn't really a 'warrior', but he spent six years in the British Army. It changed his life...and mine. He often joked it made a man of him. News for you dad - you were already a man, a defender throughout your life of all you held dear.
I've dedicated one of my novels to my dad. The dedication reads,
"For my father, William.
A Lancashire lad through and through, honest, loyal and true."
Miss you dad.
Here is a link to a poignant video to honour the fallen. Willie McBride by Celtic Thunder.
Showing posts with label medieval history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medieval history. Show all posts
Monday, 11 November 2013
Saturday, 24 August 2013
Latest Release Cover Reveal
Thanks again to the wonderfully talented Steven Novak for my latest cover.
Hearts and Crowns is the story of Gallien, grandson of the original hero of The Montbryce Legacy series.
Gallien has sworn never to wed again after a catastrophic marriage to a shrew who betrayed him with another man.
You know the old saying, Once bitten...twice shy.
Peridotte de Pontrouge has long dreamed of marrying Geoffrey Plantagenet, but her hopes are dashed when he is betrothed to the daughter of King Henry of England.
Political intrigue forces Gallien and Peri to marry against their will.
Here's a snippet from the betrothal ceremony, the first time Gallien and Peri meet.
Hearts and Crowns is the story of Gallien, grandson of the original hero of The Montbryce Legacy series.
Gallien has sworn never to wed again after a catastrophic marriage to a shrew who betrayed him with another man.
You know the old saying, Once bitten...twice shy.
Peridotte de Pontrouge has long dreamed of marrying Geoffrey Plantagenet, but her hopes are dashed when he is betrothed to the daughter of King Henry of England.
Political intrigue forces Gallien and Peri to marry against their will.
Here's a snippet from the betrothal ceremony, the first time Gallien and Peri meet.
Peri paused before the small wooden door to the Chart
Room of Ellesmere Castle. “A moment,” she whispered to the Comte d’Anjou’s emissary.
Ballustre bowed, stroking his pointed beard. A tight
smile flickered for only a moment, betraying his nervousness.
She smoothed her hands over her skirts and carefully
adjusted the veil that threatened to slide from her braided hair. Alys had
worked her usual magic with the wrinkled gown, barking orders at the
maidservant sent by the Countess as if she were the lady of the castle. They
had chosen the gown of forest green wool because it suited her skin and hair
color—and her mood. This was not the festive occasion she had dreamed her
betrothal ceremony would be.
She had not slept. None of the Montbryce men had
returned by the time she had retired to her chamber the previous evening.
She raised her chin, then turned to her escort. Despite
the dread churning in her belly, she said, “I am ready.”
He laid his palm against the door. It swung open without
a sound and he ushered her inside. Her knees threatened to buckle as she stepped
over the threshold into a new life she did not want. She was to be bound to a
man who had not welcomed her and who had failed to appear this morning in the
Great Hall.
She had broken her fast in uncomfortable silence with
Fleurie and Isabelle, nibbling on a crust of freshly baked bread, feeling like
a prisoner condemned to the gallows.
Determined to appear unruffled, she thrust out her
chin. Her gaze fell on two heads of silver hair, both bent to the close study of
some document upon the table. She faltered. By the wood of the true cross! Had King Henry betrothed her to an old man?
At her gasp, both men looked up. They shared a
resemblance, except one was a good deal older than the other. The older man
smiled, his eyes full of warmth and welcome.
The younger, taller knight straightened. Back rigid,
lips in a tight line, he narrowed his eyes. Her belly lurched. Gooseflesh
marched across her nape. She had never seen a young man with hair the color of moonbeams. It was strangely compelling. The unrelieved black of his doublet, hose and boots made his appearance all the more startling. Under his dark gaze, she felt like
a rabbit caught in a snare.
He was much taller than she, a broad-shouldered warrior
whose bearing and attire left no doubt about his wealth and power. It was
immediately evident he did not welcome this betrothal. He did not want her.
Hearts and Crowns is available on Amazon.
Friday, 15 March 2013
My Irish Grandmother
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I have always had a soft spot in my heart for the month of
March, maybe because it’s the month I celebrate my birthday!
I also have two granddaughters who were born in March,
though sad to say they are not Aries!
Perhaps my fondness for the month is why I enjoy St. Patrick’s
Day.
My only connection to Ireland is a great, great grandmother,
Susannah Moore, who left the Emerald Isle around 1840 to settle in England. She
was born about 1822 and died in 1865. The only other thing I know is
that her father’s name was Matthew, but I do not know what part of Ireland she
came from.
It’s rather ironic that we associate luck with the Irish,
given their turbulent and often tragic history. I suspect life for Susannah was
not easy in 19th century Lancashire. Prejudice against the Irish ran deep.
She married James Monks, whose early employment, like so
many in Lancashire at that time, began in the cotton mills. It was dangerous
and dirty work.
But James seems to have broken the mould. He became an
innkeeper, the proprietor of a public house in Bolton, Lancashire. His elderly
mother came to live with James and Susannah and unfortunately died after
falling down the stairs at the pub! The mind boggles!
Later in life James became a hay and straw dealer! After
Susannah’s death he married again.
Did James and Susannah love each other? Did he fall for her
Irish eyes? Or her brogue? No way of knowing! But we can cross our fingers and
hope they did know love in a harsh time.
In celebration of St. Patrick’s Day I have a new release, Dark
Irish Knight.
Ronan MacLachlainn is an Irish nobleman bent on vengeance
for the murder of his wife and unborn child, and the loss of his estates.
Nothing can stand in his way. Not even love.
For those readers familiar with my
cast of characters, this is the love story of Rhoni de Montbryce, the babe born
in the mountain fortress in Conquering Passion.
Dark Irish Knight is available from Amazon and Smashwords in
all digital formats. I will give away a FREE digital copy to one lucky commenter on this blog. Make sure you include your email address.
Happy St. Patrick's Day! On to the next blog!
Sunday, 18 November 2012
The Shamshir
Originally Persian swords were straight and double edged. The curved scimitar blades were Central Asian in origin. The earliest evidence of curved swords, or scimitars, is from the 9th century, when it was used among soldiers in the Khurasan region of Central Asia.
The shamshir is a one-handed, curved sword featuring a slim blade that has almost no taper until the very tip. Instead of being worn upright (hilt-high), it is worn horizontally, with the hilt and tip pointing up. It was normally used for slashing unarmored opponents either on foot or mounted. The tip could be used for thrusting.
Izzy de Montbryce, the hero of Dance of Love, suffers from debilitating arthritis in his hands. Imagine a warrior unable to wield a sword.
Enter the heroine, Farah, who has travelled from Jerusalem with a shamshir. She is a dancer who uses the blade in her performance of the Sword Dance. The weapon proves much easier for Izzy to use, but for Farah it is a treasure whose value goes far beyond the material. It is a link to her past. She cannot part with it when she leaves to continue her journey.
Monday, 5 November 2012
FASCINATING SPANISH MONASTERY
While researching the monasteries of Spain for my latest release, Dance of Love, I found this gem. The monastery of San Juan de la Peña is a religious complex south west of Jaca, in the province of Huesca, Spain. It was one of the most important monasteries in Aragón in the Middle Ages. The monastery is built in a natural cavern beneath a huge rock. Its two-level church is partially carved into the stone of the great cliff that overhangs the foundation. San Juan de la Peña means "Saint John of the Rock".
The lower church includes some mozarabic architectural surviving elements, although most of the parts of the monastery (including the impressive cloister, under the great rock) are Romanesque. After a fire in 1675, a new monastery was built. The old monastery (built in 920) was declared a National Monument on 13 July 1889, and the new monastery in 1923. In the 11th century the monastery became part of the Benedictine Order and was the first monastery in Spain to use the Latin Mass. In my story they are still using the Aragonese language.
The second floor contains a royal pantheon of kings of Aragon and Navarre. It contains the resting places of the following kings of Aragón: Ramiro I, Sancho Ramírez, and Peter I of Aragon and Navarre. Sancho Ramirez is the one we are interested in for Dance of Love.
Legend said that the chalice of the Last Supper (Holy Grail) was sent to the monastery for protection and prevention from being captured by the Muslim invaders of the Iberian Peninsula.
The lower church includes some mozarabic architectural surviving elements, although most of the parts of the monastery (including the impressive cloister, under the great rock) are Romanesque. After a fire in 1675, a new monastery was built. The old monastery (built in 920) was declared a National Monument on 13 July 1889, and the new monastery in 1923. In the 11th century the monastery became part of the Benedictine Order and was the first monastery in Spain to use the Latin Mass. In my story they are still using the Aragonese language.
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Tucked into a natural cavern |
The second floor contains a royal pantheon of kings of Aragon and Navarre. It contains the resting places of the following kings of Aragón: Ramiro I, Sancho Ramírez, and Peter I of Aragon and Navarre. Sancho Ramirez is the one we are interested in for Dance of Love.
Legend said that the chalice of the Last Supper (Holy Grail) was sent to the monastery for protection and prevention from being captured by the Muslim invaders of the Iberian Peninsula.
The background of the cover is the interior of the Monastery of San Juan de la Peña
Wednesday, 3 October 2012
Forgive My Grasshopper Mentality
I have something of a grasshopper mentality when it comes to inspiration for my characters and their stories. If you prefer to read sagas in chronological order, here’s a handy list. Links to all my books are in the Amazon widget to the right.
1065—Conquering Passion—Montbryce Legacy I
1066—If Love Dares Enough—Montbryce Legacy III
1066—Defiant Passion—Sons of Rhodri I *
1087—A Man of Value—Montbryce Legacy II
1100—Passion in the Blood—Montbryce Legacy IV
1106—Dark and Bright—Sons of Rhodri II
1107—The Winds of the Heavens—Sons of Rhodri III
1107—Dance of Love (Dec 2012)—Montbryce-The Next Generation III
1113—Carried Away—FitzRam Family I
1120—Sweet Taste of Love—FitzRam Family II
1124—Wild Viking Princess—FitzRam Family III
*The complete Sons of Rhodri Trilogy is available in paperback from Amazon.
If you like stories with medieval breeds of dogs, you’ll enjoy If Love Dares Enough, Carried Away, and Wild Viking Princess. If you have a soft spot for cats, read Passion in the Blood.
If you are looking for historical fiction centred on a certain geographic region:
English History—all books
Norman French History—all books
Crusades—A Man of Value
Welsh History—Conquering Passion, Defiant Passion, Dark and Bright, The Winds of the Heavens
Scottish History—Conquering Passion, A Man of Value, Sweet Taste of Love
European History (Holy Roman Empire)—Carried Away
Danish History—Wild Viking Princess
Spanish History—Dance of Love (Dec. 2012)
If you like to read about historical characters:
William the Conqueror—Conquering Passion, If Love Dares Enough, Defiant Passion
William Rufus—A Man of Value
Robert Curthose, Duke of Normandy—Passion in the Blood
Henry I of England—Passion in the Blood, Sweet Taste of Love
Heinrich V, Holy Roman Emperor—Carried Away
Vikings—Wild Viking Princess
Kings of Aragon (Spain)—Dance of Love (Dec. 2012)
1065—Conquering Passion—Montbryce Legacy I
1066—If Love Dares Enough—Montbryce Legacy III
1066—Defiant Passion—Sons of Rhodri I *
1087—A Man of Value—Montbryce Legacy II
1100—Passion in the Blood—Montbryce Legacy IV
1106—Dark and Bright—Sons of Rhodri II
1107—The Winds of the Heavens—Sons of Rhodri III
1107—Dance of Love (Dec 2012)—Montbryce-The Next Generation III
1113—Carried Away—FitzRam Family I
1120—Sweet Taste of Love—FitzRam Family II
1124—Wild Viking Princess—FitzRam Family III
*The complete Sons of Rhodri Trilogy is available in paperback from Amazon.
If you like stories with medieval breeds of dogs, you’ll enjoy If Love Dares Enough, Carried Away, and Wild Viking Princess. If you have a soft spot for cats, read Passion in the Blood.
If you are looking for historical fiction centred on a certain geographic region:
English History—all books
Norman French History—all books
Crusades—A Man of Value
Welsh History—Conquering Passion, Defiant Passion, Dark and Bright, The Winds of the Heavens
Scottish History—Conquering Passion, A Man of Value, Sweet Taste of Love
European History (Holy Roman Empire)—Carried Away
Danish History—Wild Viking Princess
Spanish History—Dance of Love (Dec. 2012)
If you like to read about historical characters:
William the Conqueror—Conquering Passion, If Love Dares Enough, Defiant Passion
William Rufus—A Man of Value
Robert Curthose, Duke of Normandy—Passion in the Blood
Henry I of England—Passion in the Blood, Sweet Taste of Love
Heinrich V, Holy Roman Emperor—Carried Away
Vikings—Wild Viking Princess
Kings of Aragon (Spain)—Dance of Love (Dec. 2012)
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
The Big Reveal
I am delighted to announce the unveiling of new covers
for my third medieval romance series, The FitzRam Family.
The completion of this project signifies a milestone for me.
All ten of my published books now have professionally designed covers.For this
series I worked with Steven Novak, (http://www.novakillustration.com/bookcovers.html)
who also did the covers for Mimi Barbour’s new releases, Partners and Roll
the Dice. Like Mimi, I can heartily recommend him.
The process of working with a designer to produce covers can
be a trying one. Sometimes it’s hard to achieve a meeting of the minds. Steven
was open to all my ideas and willing to make lots of changes. He wanted me to
be comfortable with the finished product, and I am!
Special thanks to fellow authors Mimi Barbour, Helen Scott Taylor (Oceans Between Us) and Lois Lavrisa (Liquid Lies) for permission to use quotes from their reviews.
So without further ado, here are the covers.
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
An Island Swept Away
In the Middle Ages the island of Strand, off Denmark's west coast, encompassed approximately 210 square miles. I used this island as the setting for my latest release, Wild Viking Princess.
A disastrous storm tide in the year 1634 tore the island apart, long after my hero (Reider) and heroine (Ragna) lived there in 1124 AD.
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I visualized my hero striding along this beach |
6000 people drowned in the disaster, and one island became three, Nordstrand, Pellworm and Hallegin.
Nordstrand today is a peninsula, linked to the mainland by the Beltringerharder, a polder of land reclaimed from the sea.
Nordstrand today is a peninsula, linked to the mainland by the Beltringerharder, a polder of land reclaimed from the sea.
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Pellworm Lighthouse |
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Pellworm today |
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Nordstrand beach today |
All three islands now belong to Germany, but my hero, Reider Torfinnsen, is Danish. In fact he is the Prince of Strand. The history of this part of Europe, known as Schleswig Holstein, is complex. I will attempt to clarify it in a future article.
Nordstrand is the origin of a locally famous alcoholic beverage, the Pharisäer ("Pharisee"), which the islanders developed in 1872 to be able to drink alcohol in the presence of local pastor Georg Bleyer, who preached abstinence. It is made from strong hot coffee, sugar, dark rum and whipped cream (to prevent the alcohol from evaporating, so that it could not be smelled). The pastor usually got the only cup without rum, but one day the cups got mixed up. When he discovered the deceit he exclaimed "Ihr Pharisäer!" ("You Pharisees!"). Hence the name.
Nordstrand is the origin of a locally famous alcoholic beverage, the Pharisäer ("Pharisee"), which the islanders developed in 1872 to be able to drink alcohol in the presence of local pastor Georg Bleyer, who preached abstinence. It is made from strong hot coffee, sugar, dark rum and whipped cream (to prevent the alcohol from evaporating, so that it could not be smelled). The pastor usually got the only cup without rum, but one day the cups got mixed up. When he discovered the deceit he exclaimed "Ihr Pharisäer!" ("You Pharisees!"). Hence the name.
Monday, 30 July 2012
Making Mead
As I mentioned previously, my latest release, SweetTaste of Love, is set partially in Lindisfarne Abbey where the monks became
famous for their honey and mead. Below is a medieval recipe for mead, and the
translation, though it’s fun to try to decipher it before peeking!
There are several videos on You-Tube which demonstrate how
to make mead, including a recipe from 1593 for Burnt
Mead.
Mead is also known in some places as Hydromel.
Considering the possibility that a crude form of the drink could easily have spontaneously occurred through ingress of water and naturally occurring yeast, mead may have been the first alcoholic beverage to pass the lips of man.
Known by many names and as different as individual snowflakes, Mead is a global beverage. Predating both grape wine and beer, it's known in various forms on every continent on Earth. Mead is perhaps best known as the preferred drink of Vikings and Celts, beloved by re-enactors everywhere as the authentic drink of the medieval times.
Mead was traditionally drunk by a newly-married couple
on their wedding night, and the hero and heroine of another of my books follow
this custom (Ram and Mabelle in Conquering Passion), though Mabelle is too
nervous to drink hers. Ram makes a chauvinistic comment (somewhat typical for
him) and she ends up hoping he will choke on his mead!
There are different types of mead, including meth and metheglin, which was enriched with finer herbs and spices, as the Cellarer of Lindisfarne,
Brother Tristan explains to our hero, Aidan:
“...ordinary meth for the
common folk and metheglin for the nobility.”
Aidan suspected some of
the latter would find its way into the hands of the Abbot and his cronies. “What’s
the difference?”
Brother Tristan put a
finger to his chapped lips and looked around. “Lavender, and sometimes
rosemary,” he whispered with a conspiratorial wink...
Mead cannot be made without yeast. In the middle ages there
were many natural yeasts used which just floated in the air. People sometimes
called the yeast godisgood, because
without it there would be no fermentation and it was considered a boon from
God. Yeast was more frequently referred to as barm, particularly in the north of England. I can recall as a child
enjoying warm barm cakes, as does our heroine in Sweet Taste of Love, Nolana
Kyncade.
This is the first time I have introduced a Scot into one of my
stories, so I hope you like Nolana. Though Aidan’s father, (Caedmon, from A Man of Value) was born in Scotland, he was a Saxon and never considered himself a
Scot!
(from "Tractatus de magnete et operationibus
eius")
ffor to make mede. Tak
.i. galoun of fyne hony and to þat .4. galouns of water and hete þat water til
it be as lengh þanne dissolue þe hony in þe water. thanne set hem ouer þe fier
& let hem boyle and ever scomme it as longe as any filthe rysith þer on.
and þanne tak it doun of þe fier and let it kole in oþer vesselle til it be as
kold as melk whan it komith from þe koow. than tak drestis of þe fynest ale or
elles berme and kast in to þe water & þe hony. and stere al wel to gedre
but ferst loke er þu put þy berme in. that þe water with þe hony be put in a
fayr stonde & þanne put in þy berme or elles þi drestis for þat is best
& stere wel to gedre/ and ley straw or elles clothis a bowte þe vessel
& a boue gif þe wedir be kolde and so let it stande .3. dayes & .3.
nygthis gif þe wedir be kold And gif it be hoot wedir .i. day and .1. nyght is
a nogh at þe fulle But ever after .i. hour or .2. at þe moste a say þer of and
gif þu wilt have it swete tak it þe sonere from þe drestis & gif þu wilt
have it scharpe let it stand þe lenger þer with. Thanne draw it from þe drestis
as cler as þu may in to an oþer vessel clene & let it stonde .1. nyght or
.2. & þanne draw it in to an oþer clene vessel & serve it forth.
For to make mead. Take
1 gallon of fine honey and to that 4 gallons of water and heat that water till
it be as long. Then dissolve the honey in the water, then set them over the
fire and let them boil and ever scum it as long as any filth rises thereon.
Then take it down off
the fire and let it cool in another vessel till it be as cold as milk when it
comes from the cow. Then take lees from the finest ale or else barm (yeast) and
cast it into the water and honey and stir all well together, but first look
before putting your yeast in that the water with the honey be put in a clean
tub and then put in your yeast or else the lees for that is best and stir well
together.
Lay straw or else
cloths about the vessel and above if the weather is cold and so let it stand 3
days and 3 nights if the weather is cold. And if it is hot weather, 1 day and 1
night is enough at the full. But ever after 1 hour or 2 at the most assay
thereof and if you will have it sweet take it the sooner from the lees and if
you will have it sharp let it stand the longer therewith.
Then draw it from the
lees as clear as you may into another vessel clean and let it stand 1 night or
2 and then draw it into another clean vessel and serve it forth.
Cheers!For links to more interesting articles on Mead click here.
Friday, 27 July 2012
Medieval Beekeeping
The plot of my latest release, Sweet Taste of Love, takes us
to the famous Lindisfarne Abbey off the north east coast of England. Among
other things, Lindisfarne was famous for its mead, and to make mead you need
honey.
I learned a lot about medieval beekeeping in my research for
this book that I thought I would share with you.
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Egyptians believed bees were the tears of Ra |
Honeybees were among the first domesticated creatures, and yet, they are still basically 'wild'. The science of
commercial beekeeping has been part of man's experience on planet Earth for at
least three thousand years. Indeed, on the walls of the Sun Temple of the
Pharaoh Nyuserre Ini (2400 BC), workers are depicted blowing smoke into hives
as they remove honeycombs. Bees have often been associated with the divine.
Medieval beehives were conical baskets called skeps. The word derived from the Anglo
Saxon "Skeppa" which means literally, basket. They were made of woven wicker bands with a daub or clay
mud coat, or could be fashioned from long straw coiled and stitched with
blackberry briar. My hero, Aidan, suffers lacerations to his hands from
splitting and stripping thorns from blackberry brambles for the purpose. The
straw skep is said to have started with tribes west of the Elbe in Germany.
Skeps were broken open in the spring, but the bees were
killed beforehand, usually with sulphur smoke. The monks of Lindisfarne then
offered fervent prayers for the repopulation of new skeps by new colonies. If
the honey and wax were taken later in the year, there would be no chance for a
new colony to establish itself before winter set in. Without the summer stores,
the bees would perish.
Skeps were often protected in the winter by hackles, pointy shaped straw tents. This
word came from the Old English hacele,
meaning a cloak or mantle. It was later applied to birds’ plumage, particularly
roosters and led to our expression, raising
the hackles.
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Skep in bee bole |
On Lindisfarne, the skeps were sheltered in bee boles, recesses in the south wall.
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Skeps at a Dutch bee market c.1900 |
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Hackle |
Sometimes the bees outgrew the skep and then an extra
chamber called an eke would be added
to the bottom to allow them more room. This gave rise to the present day use of
the word eke, meaning to stretch out
or make something go further.
Sometimes the trunks of trees were hollowed out to provide
hives for bees. In this case, the bees would be lulled into gorging on the
honey by smoke produced from slow burning cow dung. Fortunately for Aidan, he
doesn’t have to hold the hot clay shell of smouldering cow dung as the monks
gather the honey from the hives in the tree trunks. However, he does have to
collect the honey and since these hives were normally quite high off the ground
to protect them from animals, it becomes a back breaking chore.
By now you may have gathered that the hero of Sweet Taste ofLove is a monk! Hmmm! How does that work in a romance?
Sugar cane was unknown in the early middle ages, so honey
was an important sweetener. It has been argued that the main product of
medieval beekeeping was not the honey, but rather the beeswax. This energy rich
natural substance was used by chandlers to make candles and clerics made writing
tablets for the Church right up until the Reformation in 1536. Throughout
history honey has been produced, but in medieval times was largely the preserve
of the nobility. It was used in baking confectionery and making sweet tasting
folk remedies, wood polish and the manufacture of Mead, which is the oldest
alcoholic drink.
More to come on mead making.
Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Holy Island of Lindisfarne
Lindisfarne is a tidal island off the north-east coast of England. It is also known as Holy Island and constitutes a civil parish in Northumberland. The Old English name, Lindisfarena, which means "travellers from Lindsey", indicating that the island was settled from the Kingdom of Lindsey, or possibly that its inhabitants travelled there.
The Holy Island of Lindisfarne is well known for its mead, and the title, Sweet Taste of Love, came about because of the Abbey’s fame for honey and mead. In medieval times when monks inhabited the island, it was thought that the soul was in God's keeping, but the body must be fortified with Lindisfarne Mead. The monks have long vanished, and the mead's recipe remains a secret of the family which still produces it at St Aidan's Winery, though our hero, Aidan caught a glimpse of the closely guarded recipe written in brown ink on vellum!
Sweet Taste of Love is Book 2 of the FitzRam Family series.
The monastery of Lindisfarne was founded by Irish monk Saint Aidan, who had been sent from Iona off
the west coast of Scotland to Northumbria at
the request of King Oswald (c. AD 635).
The hero of my latest release, Sweet Taste of Love, is named Aidan.
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St. Aidan |
The monastery became the base for Christian
evangelising in the North of England and also sent a successful mission to Mercia. Monks from the community of Iona
settled on the island. Northumberland's
patron saint, Saint Cuthbert, was a
monk and later Abbot of the monastery,
and his miracles and life are recorded by the
Venerable Bede. Cuthbert later became Bishop of Lindisfarne. He was
buried here, his remains later translated to Durham
Cathedral. Eadberht of Lindisfarne,
the next bishop (and Saint) was buried in the place from which Cuthbert's body
was exhumed earlier the same year when the priory was
abandoned in the late ninth century.
At some point in the early 700s the famous illuminated
manuscript known as the Lindisfarne Gospels, an
illustrated Latin copy of the Gospels of Matthew,
Mark, Luke and John, was made probably at Lindisfarne and the artist was
possibly Eadfrith, who
later became Bishop of Lindisfarne.
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Cover of Lindisfarne Gospels |
Sometime in the second half of the tenth century a
monk named Aldred added an Anglo-Saxon (Old
English) gloss to the Latin text, producing the earliest surviving Old English copies of the Gospels. The Gospels were illustrated in an insular style
containing a fusion of Celtic, Germanic and Roman elements; they were probably
originally covered with a fine metal case made by a hermit called Billfrith.
In 793, a Viking raid on Lindisfarne caused much
consternation throughout the Christian west, and is now often taken as the beginning
of the Viking Age. The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle records:
In this year fierce, foreboding omens came
over the land of Northumbria. There were excessive whirlwinds, lightning
storms, and fiery dragons were seen flying in the sky. These signs
were followed by great famine, and on 8 January the ravaging of heathen men
destroyed God's church at Lindisfarne.
The more popularly accepted date for the Viking raid
on Lindisfarne is 8 June; it is believed vi id Ianr, is presumably an
error for vi id Iun (June 8) which is the date given by the Annals of Lindisfarne, when better
sailing weather would favour coastal raids.
Alcuin, a Northumbrian scholar in Charlemagne's
court at the time, wrote:
Never before has such terror appeared in Britain as we
have now suffered from a pagan race. The heathens poured out the blood of
saints around the altar, and trampled on the bodies of saints in the temple of
God, like dung in the streets.
Viking raids in 875 led to the monks fleeing the island with St Cuthbert's
bones (now buried at the Cathedral in Durham).
The bishopric was transferred to Durham in AD 1000. The heroine of Sweet Taste
of Love, Nolana Kyncade, is being escorted to a nunnery under the protection of
the Bishop of Durham when...oops! almost gave away too much!
The Lindisfarne Gospels now reside in the British Library in London, to the annoyance of some Northumbrians. The priory was re-established in Norman times in 1093 as a Benedictine house and continued until its suppression in 1536 under Henry VIII. Our hero, Aidan becomes a monk there in 1121
AD. What’s that? A monk the hero of a romance novel?
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Painting of the ruins of Lindisfarne (1798) |
A causeway connects
the island to the mainland of Northumberland
and is flooded twice a day by tides, something well described by Sir Walter Scott:
For with the flow and ebb, its style
Varies from continent to isle;
Dry shod o'er sands, twice every day,
The pilgrims to the shrine find way;
Twice every day the waves efface
Of staves and sandalled feet the trace.
Lindisfarne seen from the mainland |
Thursday, 5 July 2012
William the Conqueror Would Have Turned In His Tomb
Empress Matilda (1102 – 10 September 1167), also known as Matilda of England or Maude, was the daughter and heir of King Henry I of England. Matilda and her younger brother, William Aetheling, were the only legitimate children of King Henry to survive to adulthood. However, her brother's death in the White Ship disaster in 1120 resulted in Matilda being her father's sole heir.
As a child, Matilda was betrothed to and later married Heinrich V, Holy Roman Emperor, acquiring the title Empress. It is this move to Germany that forms the basis of the plot of my latest release, Carried Away. She was twelve when she married the Holy Roman Emperor, so in my book we only see her as a (somewhat spoiled) little girl.
However, Matilda would later play a significant role in the history of England.
She and Henry V had no known children and after eleven years of marriage Henry died, leaving Matilda widowed. However, she was then married to Geoffrey, Count of Anjou in a union which her father hoped would produce a male heir and continue the dynasty. She had three sons by Geoffrey of Anjou, the eldest of whom eventually became King Henry II of England.
Matilda’s grandfather, William the Conqueror was probably turning in his tomb at the idea of his granddaughter marrying an Angevin! Normans and Angevins were traditional enemies, neighbours who fought bitterly over control of land.
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Stephen of Blois |
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Henry II, first Plantagenet King of England |
Their rivalry for the throne led to years of unrest and civil war in England that have been called The Anarchy. Matilda was the first female ruler of the Kingdom of England, though the length of her effective rule was brief - a few months in 1141. She was never crowned and failed to consolidate her rule (legally and politically). For this reason, she is normally excluded from lists of English monarchs, and her rival (and cousin) Stephen of Blois is listed as monarch for the period 1135–1154. She campaigned unstintingly for her oldest son's inheritance, living to see him ascend the throne of England in 1154.
Readers of the Montbryce Legacy books will recall Blythe Lacey FitzRam as a newborn in A Man of Value. Carried Away is her story, and is the first book in a new series, the FitzRam Family. Incidentally, the White Ship disaster features prominently in my soon to be released novel, Sweet Taste of Love, the second book in the series.
Monday, 25 June 2012
What's A Hovawart?
The Hovawart is a little-known German dog breed. The name of the breed means "an estate guard dog," which is the original use for the breed. The breed originated in the Black Forest region and was first described in text and paintings in medieval times.
All this work was almost undone
with the outbreak of the Second
World War. Because of their abilities many Hovawarts were used in the German
war effort and perished. By 1945 only a few remained. Enthusiasm for the breed
remained and in 1947, Otto
Schramm and some fellow
enthusiasts in Coburg formed a new club, the "Rassezuchtverein für
Hovawart-Hunde Coburg" which is still in existence today. In 1964 the
German Kennel Club recognised the Hovawart as the country's seventh working
breed and around this time enthusiasm for the breed started to develop in other
countries.
In my latest release, Carried Away, the hero, Dieter von
Wolfenberg, owns a Hovawart named Vormund (Guardian). Vormund is one of three
dogs in the story, but he saves Dieter’s life. I chose this breed of
dog because my story is set in Germany at the beginning of the 12th century.
The plot revolves around the rebellion of the citizens of Cologne against the
Holy Roman Emperor, Heinrich V.
Readers of The
Montbryce Legacy series will recognize the heroine of this book, Blythe
Lacey FitzRam, daughter of Sir Caedmon FitzRam. She appeared as a newborn in A Man
of Value. Now she’s all grown up and a lady-in-waiting to Adelaide,
daughter of King Henry I of England. Adelaide married the Holy Roman Emperor,
Heinrich V and that is how Blythe ends up in Germany!
The Hovawart is a medium dog. Male Hovawarts are 63-73 cm
(25"–29") and females 58-65 cm (22.5"–26") at the withers.
The weight is approximately 30–45 kg (65–95 pounds). The correct color
descriptions are Black, Black and Gold, and Blond. Vormund is black and gold.
The Hovawart is an outstanding watch dog and
somewhat reserved towards strangers. They make excellent family dogs as they
are totally devoted to their family. They are a working dog breed, and require
a consistent and loving yet strict training and meaningful activity throughout
their lives.
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Statue of Von Repkow |
One of the first documented
recordings comes from the year 1210 when the German castle at Ordensritterburg was
besieged by Slavic invaders. The castle fell and its inhabitants, including the
Lord, were slaughtered. However, the Lord's infant son was saved by one of the
castle's Hovawarts. In spite of being wounded itself, the dog dragged the tiny
child to a neighbouring castle and thus saved the boy's life. This young boy, Eike von Repkow, grew up to become a legendary figure in
the history of German law. He later published the Sachsenspiegel, the oldest Code of Law to survive from medieval
Germany. Not surprisingly, the Hovawart is mentioned with praise. The Schwabenspiegel, a law text published in 1274 and based on Eike von
Repkow's work, lists the Hovawart among the dogs you have to replace and pay restitution
for if they are killed or stolen.
By 1473, Heinrich Mynsinger described
the Hovawart as one of "The Five Noble Breeds" and among its uses
listed that it was useful for tracking the robber and miscreant. This along
with references to the Hovawart in German law show that it was a readily
identifiable breed and held in similar esteem to that of hunting dogs.
Following the medieval period, the
popularity of the Hovawart began to decline. Newer breeds such as the German Shepherd slowly
replaced the Hovawart as a guard and working dog until it had almost
disappeared by the beginning of the twentieth century. Around 1915 a group of
enthusiasts decided to try to save the breed. Predominant in this group was the zoologist Kurt Friedrich König. They started by looking for dogs in the farms of the Black
Forest region. König then
started a careful breeding program using these dogs and crossed them with Kuvaszok, Newfoundlands,
German Shepherds, Leonbergers,
a Bernese Mountain Dog and an African
Hunting Dog. After much work the group was rewarded in 1922 when the first
Hovawart litter was entered into the German Breeding Registry. The enthusiasts
continued their work and in 1937 the German
Kennel Club officially recognised the
Hovawart.

The Hovawart does exceptionally
well in search and rescue,
tracking and working dog activities. The females are generally lighter in
build. In training and especially obedience work the trainer must keep positive
reinforcement in mind all the time, as this mountain dog is
not as eager to please as many other working dog breeds: it always needs some
kind of motivation.
The Hovawart works with you
and not for you. They have the ability to think and act independently.
Their guarding instinct for example does not require any real training; it is
inherentsomething they were bred for. The Hovawart may easily become reluctant
if training is built only on punishments. The owner of a Hovawart should ideally have previous experience in owning and training a dog and as such the Hovawart is not usually suitable as a first dog.
Carried Away is Book I of The FitzRam Family trilogy.
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