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Monday, October 5, 2020

Interview with historical fiction author, Tonya Mitchell @tremmitchell @maryanneyarde



I am very excited that historical fiction author, Tonya Mitchell, is dropping by on Candlelight Reading today for a chat about her debut novel, A Feigned Madness.




Beatrice:  A huge congratulations on your debut novel — A Feigned Madness. Your book follows Elizabeth Cochrane “Nellie Bly” as she goes undercover to investigate and expose the appalling treatment of the inmates at the asylum on Blackwell’s Island. What drew you towards Elizabeth’s story and why did you think it would make a good book?

Tonya Mitchell: I happened upon a short post about Nellie Bly and her stay in a madhouse.

I was fascinated. I couldn’t believe a sane person would elect to have herself shut away in an asylum, especially at a time when mental illness was so little understood. I was equally shocked I’d never heard of her, and so I did some digging. What I found was Nellie’s own account: Ten Days in a Mad-house, which is a compilation of the two installments she wrote for the New York World upon her release from the Blackwell’s Island insane asylum.



I read it from cover to cover and found it captivating. But it was only part of the story. Who was she? Why was she so desperate for a job? And why agree to be put away in an insane asylum of all places? So, I looked for the novel. Surely someone had written about this woman and her asylum stay over a hundred years ago. I found some biographies and plenty books about her around-the-world trip she did a few years after the asylum stint, but to my surprise, no one had written a fictionalized version of her asylum stay.


Blackwells Asylum illustration.





Blackwells Asylum illustration.


Blackwell Tower today.


This was the end of 2014. I’d abandoned a manuscript and was looking for the subject matter to start writing another. I had always gravitated to historical fiction, and now seemed like a good time to jump in. Toni Morrison said, “If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.” It felt like an invitation from the universe. And so I plunged in. I got lost down the rabbit hole of research and found tons of stuff that really filled in the gaps for me: who Nellie really was, why she needed the reporting job so badly, and other personal things about her life I was able to bring to life again in her story. I thought that if I was interested in Bly and her story, others would be too.

 

Beatrice: What were the challenges you faced in researching this period of history and were there any unexpected surprises?

 

Tonya Mitchell: There wasn’t much, specifically, that challenged me in the way of research. Fortunately, there’s a lot of reference material that’s been written over the years about Bly. I was lucky to have at my fingertips an excellent biography written by Brooke Kroeger—Nellie Bly: Daredevil, Reporter, Feminist. It was extremely thorough, starting from Bly’s birth, to her fame, to her eventual death in 1922. I found it very immersive. I was able to use much of that book as a launching pad to other research sources. One of them turned out to be a map of New York City from 1885. Using that, I was able, for instance, to plot which elevated trains Bly would have taken to get to the newspaper from her furnished apartment, and the ferry route from Bellevue Hospital to Blackwell’s Island.

As for surprises, no one could be more astonished than me that A Feigned Madness became, in part, a love story. Based on some cryptic lines in Bly’s personal letters in the sealed archives at Carnegie Library, and a few odd little details in her own account in Ten Days, I was able to read between the lines regarding her and another reporter she’d known back in Pittsburgh before she came to New York. These ambiguities really stood out to me, and I filled in the blanks. So that’s in the book too. I’ll let the reader discover that for herself, however (but it’s juicy!).

 

Betrice: What do you hope the reader will take away from your novel?

 

Tonya Mitchell: It was steely pioneers like Bly who paved the way for the women’s movement. She refused to back down in the face of adversity. ‘No’ just wasn’t in her lexicon. She kept pushing until she got hired as a reporter, and she kept right on pushing to get a byline, to get a column, and so much more. She broke through barrier after barrier. She was also a strong supporter of the women’s vote. It’s easy to forget that the freedoms women enjoy today weren’t always freedoms. We’ve fought for every one, and we have Nellie Bly and so many others to thank for that. And the fight isn’t over. There are still women out there fighting the good fight for women’s equality.

 

Beatrice: What do you think is the most challenging aspect of writing Historical Fiction?

 

Tonya Mitchell: We owe it to our readers to get the era, the events, and the characters right. That means we have to do a lot of research. Some of it is fascinating, some of it is just plain dry. Either way, it’s got to be done. I don’t think you can write quality historical fiction by approaching research like it’s a hobby. Oftentimes, I would imagine Bly looking over my shoulder as I wrote, and I didn’t think a scene was truly done until I felt she was satisfied with what I’d written.

 

Beatrice: What advice do you have for aspiring Historical Fiction authors?

 

Tonya Mitchell: Start now and don’t quit! Keep plugging. These days, you need the tenacity of a bull terrier to keep going because it’s competitive out there. Give yourself permission to have bad days and make mistakes. Most of all, pat yourself on the back for every milestone you hit, no matter how small, because it’s those milestones that add up to a finished product you’ll be proud of one day.

 

A Feigned Madness

By Tonya Mitchell



The insane asylum on Blackwell’s Island is a human rat trap. It is easy to get in, but once there it is impossible to get out. —Nellie Bly

Elizabeth Cochrane has a secret.

She isn’t the madwoman with amnesia the doctors and inmates at Blackwell’s Asylum think she is.

In truth, she’s working undercover for the New York World. When the managing editor refuses to hire her because she’s a woman, Elizabeth strikes a deal: in exchange for a job, she’ll impersonate a lunatic to expose a local asylum’s abuses.

When she arrives at the asylum, Elizabeth realizes she must make a decision—is she there merely to bear witness, or to intervene on behalf of the abused inmates? Can she interfere without blowing her cover? As the superintendent of the asylum grows increasingly suspicious, Elizabeth knows her scheme—and her dream of becoming a journalist in New York—is in jeopardy.

A Feigned Madness is a meticulously researched, fictionalized account of the woman who would come to be known as daredevil reporter Nellie Bly. At a time of cutthroat journalism, when newspapers battled for readers at any cost, Bly emerged as one of the first to break through the gender barrier—a woman who would, through her daring exploits, forge a trail for women fighting for their place in the world.

 

Publication date: 6th October 2020

Genre: Historical Fiction, Historical Thriller

Publisher: Cynren Press

Print Length: 392 pages


 

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Tonya Mitchell



Ever since reading Jane Eyre in high school, Tonya Mitchell has been drawn to dark stories of the gothic variety. Her influences include Mary Shelley, Edgar Allan Poe, and Bram Stoker. More contemporarily, she loves the work of Agatha Christie, Margaret Atwood, and Laura Purcell. When she landed on a story about a woman who feigned insanity in order to go undercover in an insane asylum, she knew she’d landed on something she was meant to write. Her short fiction has appeared in, among other publications, Glimmer and Other Stories and Poems, for which she won the Cinnamon Press award in fiction. She is a self-professed Anglophile and is obsessed with all things relating to the Victorian period. She is a member of the Historical Novel Society North America and resides in Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband and three wildly energetic sons. A Feigned Madness is her first novel.

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Sunday, October 4, 2020

Read an excerpt from The Queen's Almoner by Tonya Ulynn Brown @MrsBrownee2U @maryanneyarde

 



The Queen's Almoner
By Tonya Ulynn Brown


Sometimes loyalty to the queen comes at a cost.

Thomas Broune is a Reformer and childhood friend of the young queen, Mary Stuart. When Mary embarks on a new life in her estranged homeland of Scotland, Thomas is there to greet her and offer his renewed friendship. But the long-time friends grow closer, and Thomas realizes his innocent friendship has grown into something more. Yet he is a man of the cloth. Mary is the queen of the Scots. Both of them have obligations of an overwhelming magnitude: he to his conscience and she to her throne. 

When he must choose between loyalty to his queen or his quiet life away from her court, he finds that the choice comes at a high price. Driven by a sense of obligation to protect those he loves, and crippled by his inability to do so, Thomas must come to terms with the choices he has made and find a peace that will finally lay his failures to rest.

Publication Date: June 30, 2020
Publisher: Late November Literary  
Print Length: 320 Pages
Genre: Historical Fiction

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Even on this winter morning, the sun stretched forth its dull fingers and lit the ample room with its bleak radiation. Mary sat, writing her daily correspondence. She usually performed this task in the sanctuary of her antechamber, and used this room for reading instead, but this morning she sat at the dark mahogany desk, with her head bent, yet her back stiffened in perfect posture. David Rizzio sat at another table close by, also writing correspondence and performing the tasks that Mary found too tedious to do herself. 

I cleared my throat so as not to startle them before stepping into the room. 

“Good morning, Thomas. I didn’t see you at supper last night, nor breakfast this morning. I do hope all is well. Are you ill?”

“No. I am fine. Just a little trouble sleeping last night. That is all.”

“Indeed! I know what you mean. I had a little trouble myself,” she said with a ruffled look.

“Yes. About that….I saw Chastelard being brought back to the palace this morning.”

She snuck a glance at Rizzio then proceeded. “I’ve already been scolded on that account, Thomas. No need to repeat the reprimand.”

“Nay. Not a reprimand. Just curiosity. The man did sneak into your bedchamber with who-knows-what intentions.”

“I admit, I was a little put off by his wanton behavior....”

“A little?” I scoffed.

“All right then, I was very put off by his behavior,” she acquiesced. “But, then I realized that I might have been partially to blame. I am much too familiar with him and must have led him to believe that there was more between us than just a mutual appreciation of poetry.”

I stared at her. Had we not just had this conversation a fortnight ago? I tried to warn her, to convince her to tell him outright that she had no feelings for him and to send him away. Then again, maybe there were feelings there. Feelings she did not…could not admit to. I glanced at Rizzio who was busy trying to look occupied with his work, but his hand had stopped, and a blob of ink had congealed on the page beneath the spot where his quill had come to a halt. It felt like someone had stuffed my mouth with a linen rag. My tongue grew thick and my mouth dry.  I licked my lips and then swallowed hard before continuing.

“Are you quite certain there isn’t more there than you want to admit?” I was out of line, I knew it, and her eyes narrowed toward me in confirmation of my offense. “Mary, I cannot tell you how to conduct yourself. Please understand that my only concern is for your safety and reputation. It is at my highest recommendation that you rid yourself of this rogue once and for all. Put a stop to this, I beg you, before it’s too late.”

In one instantaneous moment I saw hurt and choler flash in those striking green eyes. The gold flecks of fire that lied dormant on her melancholy days ignited and set her eyes aflame with defensive daggers. “Thomas, I know that you feel obligated to look out for my welfare as a brother would look after a sister. But I am not a child. I am free to make my own decisions, and I feel that I am quite capable of determining when my reputation is in danger.”

By this time color had flushed her cheeks and she was standing in an effort to level her eye contact with mine. A quick glance at Rizzio showed that he was hastily gathering his materials in order to make a swift exit from the room.

It was my turn to be wroth, and I did not wait for Rizzio to leave the room before speaking. “I don’t think you are. I am sorry that you are offended at my concern. But I have heard the rumors that fly about you while you are oblivious to their threats. You asked me to stay on here—to serve you. I gave up my living—a valued and highly sought-after position in service to God Almighty, to serve you. You wanted my advice, my insight. Mary, you do not think like a Scot. Your head is so full of French frivolities that you have crowded out all reason and good sense. You underestimate the power and control of the Lords of the Congregation. Any misstep, no matter how insignificant, could cost you everything.”

“Here you are. You and I are now alone in this room. Will not people chatter?”

“I am not under your bed and you in your night clothes!”

“But I am the queen.”

“It doesn’t matter. You are a foreigner in the eyes of the Scottish people, a woman, and a Catholic. For these you are already condemned.”

Her face showed injury and indignation concurrently. “But I am the queen!” she repeated.

I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Not for long,” I countered, adding, “not if you continue in this vein of reckless behavior.”

She moved toward the door, but instead of walking out she shut it. 

“Are you telling me that I am not capable of controlling this land?” She stepped closer to me, her face so close I could feel the warmth of her sweet breath, a mixture of honey and spice.

“I’m confused. How did this conversation turn into a discussion about your ability to rule?” I stepped toward her, bracing myself for the ensuing battle of wits.

Her eyes still flaming and her cheeks still flushed enhanced her beauty so profoundly that I found myself swaying under her power to entice. She felt it too, for I watched the amulet that hung from a platinum chain around her neck, rise and fall in swift, jerky movements as the air moved in and out of her lungs in quick, short breaths. Her lips, soft and round drew my attention away from the bobbing amulet, its unearthly force attempting to pull me down into its devilish snare.  

“You are intoxicating,” I whispered. 

The color of her eyes changed from a striking green to soft amber with only traces of the earthy green substance remaining. Before I could say anything more, the dragon inside her subsided and she was the gentle queen again. She wrapped her arms around me and buried her face into my chest like a lost child, repeating over and over again how sorry she was for getting so angry. Had she heard what I said? Or had I merely thought the words? I had not received the response that I had hoped for, yet I took advantage of the proximity of her nearness anyway. I kissed her lightly on the head, drinking in the aroma of lavender and rosemary that so lightly bathed her hair.


Tonya Ulynn Brown



Tonya Ulynn Brown was born and raised in Columbus, Ohio, USA, but now calls southeastern Ohio home. She spent her younger years right out of college, living in Europe and teaching English as a second language. She attributes her time in Eastern Europe as being one of great personal growth, where her love for history, the classics, and all things European was born. Tonya holds a Master’s degree in Teaching and is now an elementary school teacher where she uses her love of history and reading to try to inspire younger generations to learn, explore and grow. Along with all the historical characters that she entertains in her head, she lives with her husband, two sons and a very naughty Springer Spaniel. Her mother has also joined their home, making for a cozy and complete little family.



Kathleen Harryman is sharing her journey on becoming an author. #HistoricalRomance #WW2 #ThePromise @KathleenHarrym1 @maryanneyarde






THE PROMISE

A World War II Historical Romance

By Kathleen Harryman and Lucy Marshall

How far would you go to keep a promise?
In the heat of battle, one man's promise to another will be tested.


September 1939

As Britain is gripped by the fear and uncertainty of war, Tom Armitage stands to gain the one thing that he never thought possible - his freedom.

Rosie Elliot sees her future crumbling to dust as Will Aarons leaves Whitby with Jimmy Chappell to fight in the war. As she begins work at The Turnstone Convalescent Home, Rosie finds something she thought she had lost. Friendship. But friendship soon turns to love. Can this new love replace Will?

This is not an ordinary love story.
It's a story of love, loss, courage, and honour.
Of promises that must be kept or risk losing everything you've ever held dear.


Kathleen Harryman is sharing her journey on becoming an author



 

The journey to becoming an author started with my parents. Ever since I can remember they have read to me. Once I could read for myself that was it and I would spend my spare time with my nose buried in a book.

 

Of course becoming a published author is not as easy as picking a book off the shelf and losing track of time. You’re the writer for a start, and there is no story without you.

 

I’ve always been the creative type, and I have spent many hours daydreaming and writing stories in my head. To such a degree I thought writing one would be easy. Well was I in for a shock.

 

The concept of the story, for me to is the easy part. It can start with one line, which is normally the opening line, or it can begin life with an emotion; how something made me feel. Once an idea takes shape in my head, the concept grows. I tend to always know where I am starting and finishing. The rest is where it all comes together.

 

I also enjoy all the research. You learn so much! It’s the characters that make writing so difficult.

 

I always feel that for any character to be believable they have to be so real that they even test the author. Mine certainly have. There are times when I have had to walk away from them, give us all some space, before I am able to finish that particular sentence, or chapter.

 

Character development is a key aspect, and I never like to plot so much that there is nothing left for the character to do, but to follow the well-rehearsed script.

 

The Promise was the first true romance I wrote. My first book (The Other Side of the Looking Glass) is a romantic suspense.

 

The Promise is different to what I have written previously. Historical novels need to be accurate according to their timelines. Speech is also a key area. Many words used during the 1930s aren’t spoken in today’s world.

 

What I like about romance is that it is felt. You laugh, you cry, and you go through everything the characters go through. Some you will hate, others you will get angry with. But for any romance to be successful, the reader needs to feel every bit of emotion.

 

I admit that while writing The Promise I cried loads of times. And I know it has had the same reaction from many readers. It’s not that the book is soppy, but that the characters are so real.

 

Writing historical fiction allows me to explore a time in life that is very different than our own. One of the scenes with Rosie shows her dream of having a toilet inside the house and a bath. We take such things for granted, and yet back in the 1930’s, not everyone had such luxuries. It is these small things that set an historical story apart from other romances.

 

The drive behind writing The Promise was a chance to write about my grandfather who died in Normandy in 1944. Lance-Corporal Chappell died aged 28. He left behind a wife and son (my dad Neville Chappell).

 

The Promise though based around my grandfather is not a memoir. It is a story within its own right. What The Promise has allowed me to do is pay tribute to my grandfather and all those who fought, worked and died during WWII. To the brave men and women, of which some now have been forgotten. I hope that through the telling of The Promise they will be remembered.

 

Through the retelling some of the stories my relatives have told me, The Promise has taken me on a wonderful journey. I feel more connected with the past now than ever before.

 

My journey as an author continues to grow. I am forever learning new skills.



 

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Kathleen Harryman

Kathleen Harryman is a storyteller and poet in the historically rich city of York, North Yorkshire, England, with her husband, children and pet dog and cat.

Kathleen was first published in 2015, a romantic suspense entitled The Other Side of the Looking Glass. Since then, Kathleen has developed a unique writing style which readers have enjoyed, and she became a multi-genre author of suspense, psychological thrillers, poetry and historical romance.

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Saturday, October 3, 2020

My review of Five Feet Apart by Rachael Lippincott, Mikki Daughtry and Tobias Iaconis.

 

Five Feet Apart

 By Rachael Lippincott, Mikki Daughtry and Tobias Iaconis


Can you love someone you can never touch?

Stella Grant likes to be in control - even though her totally out of control lungs have sent her in and out of the hospital most of her life. At this point, what Stella needs to control most is keeping herself away from anyone or anything that might pass along an infection and jeopardize the possibility of a lung transplant. Six feet apart. No exceptions.

The only thing Will Newman wants to be in control of is getting out of this hospital. He couldn’t care less about his treatments, or a fancy new clinical drug trial. Soon, he’ll turn eighteen and then he’ll be able to unplug all these machines and actually go see the world, not just its hospitals.

Will’s exactly what Stella needs to stay away from. If he so much as breathes on Stella she could lose her spot on the transplant list. Either one of them could die. The only way to stay alive is to stay apart. But suddenly six feet doesn’t feel like safety. It feels like punishment.


What if they could steal back just a little bit of the space their broken lungs have stolen from them? Would five feet apart really be so dangerous if it stops their hearts from breaking too?


MY THOUGHTS


Tissues. You are going to need a whole heap of tissues. 

Five Feet Apart is the unforgettable story of Stella Grant and Will Newman. This is a love story like no other. Both the protagonists have Cystic Fibrosis, but while Stella is desperate for a lung transplant to extend her life, Will just wants to get out of the hospital and see the world. However, fate throws a horrid curve ball.The one thing Stella cannot afford to do is begin a relationship with anyone, let alone a fellow Cystic Fibrosis suffer. But try as she might, she cannot ignore Will, nor can she ignore her growing feelings for him.

This is a book that will make you laugh. It will make you cry. It will give you hope, and it will also make you despair.  I have never read a book like this. It is raw emotion. Powerful in its delivery and utterly unforgettable.

This is a novel that really deserves to be read. The authors of this book have written a truly remarkable novel. This is a book that will haunt me forever.


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Tuesday, September 22, 2020

My review of The Sign of the Blood (A Dangerous Emperor, Book #1) By Laurence O'Bryan @LPOBryan @maryanneyarde



The Sign of the Blood
(A Dangerous Emperor, Book #1)
By Laurence O'Bryan


The first Christian emperor faces ruthless enemies on his journey to power.

 

Cool mist settles over the legion advancing toward the Persian army. Constantine, the son of an emperor, the Roman officer leading the attack, tells his men to halt - something is wrong.

Before long, the battle rages. He frees a slave named Juliana. She is half Persian and half Roman. As they are pursued to Britannia over land and sea, he learns that she can see the future - his future.

 

It is 306A.D., long before Constantine the Great converted to Christianity and became the first Christian emperor.

 

To ensure he survives, he must eliminate his enemies. But who must die first? The priestess, Sybellina, who joined them in Rome and practices dark and seductive magic? Or the brutal legion commanders who surround his father? Or, as Juliana suspects, are those who want him dead even closer?

 

A gripping historical novel about Constantine’s bloody rise to power, the woman who helped him, and the real reason he supported a persecuted Christian minority, a decision which changed the world into the one we know. 

 

Praise for The Sign of the Blood

 

"Exciting and original." - SJA Turney, author of Praetorian.

 

It is an enthralling story from start to finish…” The Coffee Pot Book Club

 

Publication date: 22nd November 2018

Publisher: Ardua 

Print Length: 469 Pages

Genre: Historical Fiction

 

 

MY THOUGHTS

Mr O’Bryan has really outdone himself in this mesmerising story of a young Constantine the Great.

 

The historical detailing in this book is amazing. I really felt like I had taken a portal through time and found myself in the early 4th Century. Somehow, Mr O’ Bryan has captured not only the historical detail of this period but also its very essence. He has brought a long-dead world back to glorious life. And what with the super-fast narrative this book is one that I found near on impossible to drag myself away from.

 

There are several protagonists in this tale – Constantine being one of them. There was nothing not to like about Constantine. He is a courageous young man, but he also has a sharp intellect which makes him very appealing. But it is Julianna’s depiction that really closed the deal for me on this book. Juliana goes on this incredible journey from slave to free woman. But it is no easy journey. It is filled with danger, disaster and appalling acts of abuse. But Julianna remains strong despite all of the hardship that she suffers.

 

There are several antagonists in this story, and there are also some distressing scenes which made for some harrowing reading at times, but I thought this reflected the era.

 

I was pleased to see that Book 2 and 3 of this series are already out, so I will definitely be picking those books up as I want to find out how this story ends!

 

 

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Laurence O'Bryan


 

I spent twenty years studying Roman history and reading every book about Constantine the Great I could find. I also visited numerous sites where my Roman series is set, including in London, where I lived for ten years, Jerusalem, Rome, Trier, York, Nicomedia and Istanbul.

The first novel in the series, The Sign of The Blood, is about the rise to power of Constantine the Great, the women who helped him, and the others who wanted him dead.

The Road to The Bridge, the second novel in the series, is about the lead up to the battle of the Milvian Bridge in 312 A.D. and how Constantine the Great lured Maxentius, his rival emperor, out of Rome.

The third novel in the series, The Cursed City, is about the dedication of New Rone, later to be called Constantinople, and how Constantine fell out with his wife, Fausta, and his son Crispus, and what he had to do to survive.

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There are five novels in the puzzle series, The Istanbul Puzzle, The Jerusalem Puzzle, The Manhattan Puzzle, The Nuremberg Puzzle and The Cairo Puzzle.

There is a story link from The Istanbul Puzzle to The Cursed City.

My books have:
* Achieved #1 ranking on Amazon,
* Been translated into 10 languages.

My roots go back to a small estate deep in the Mountains of Mourne near the Silent Valley, in County Down, Northern Ireland.

I went to school in Dublin, drank way too much, studied English and history, then business, then IT at Oxford University.

My research has taken me all over the world, from San Francisco to deep in the Muslim world. There are secrets everywhere. I enjoy writing about them. I hope you enjoy reading about them.

 

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