Mastodon The Writing Desk: April 2025

29 April 2025

Blog Tour: The Finding: A WWII Novella by Jane Hunt


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This poignant novella is a tale of forbidden love, resilience, and the human cost of war.

In the quiet fields of Wiltshire during World War II, Eveline, a sheltered young woman, stumbles upon a life-altering discovery: a German Luftwaffe pilot, Fritz, has crash-landed near her home. Against the backdrop of war and suspicion, her family takes the injured man in, nursing him back to health. Beneath his reserved demeanor and burned body, Eveline senses a mystery—and something stirs an unfamiliar longing within her.

As Eveline’s infatuation deepens, she faces a storm of challenges: her overbearing mother’s rigid rules, a zealous preacher’s warnings, and the scrutiny of the town’s gossips. Despite Fritz’s attempts to keep her at arm’s length Eveline’s heart defies reason, falling for the man branded as her enemy.

But Fritz harbors secrets that could shatter Eveline’s fragile world. When the truths of war and the weight of loyalty collide, Eveline must confront the reality of loving someone forbidden.

Will their bond endure the hostility of a nation at war? Or will the scars of betrayal and loss prove impossible to heal?

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About the Author

Jane Hunt grew up with a love of reading. She remembers taking Enid Blyton books to bed and reading them under the covers when she should have been asleep! Her love of the written word extended into the classroom where the teachers commented on her vivid imagination and length of stories—probably accompanied with a few sights when they realized the amount of time the reading would take! On leaving school Jane spent a brief spell at college before finding employment as a Dental Nurse where she spent many happy years meeting lots of wonderful people and mixing lots of fillings. After meeting her husband, she later went on to have three children and found work as a Teaching Assistant. Find out more at Jane’s Author Page: https://www.historiumpress.com/jane-hunt 

28 April 2025

Book Review: Charles II’s Portuguese Queen: The Legacy of Catherine of Braganza, by Susan Abernethy


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Charles II’s Portuguese Queen: The Legacy of Catherine of Braganza offers a compelling and nuanced portrait of an intriguing woman often relegated to the footnotes of history. I confess to previously knowing little about Catherine's life, but  this new book presents her as a significant figure in her own right, whose influence on English society and culture was more profound than commonly acknowledged.

Susan Abernethy's meticulous research details Catherine’s journey from her sheltered upbringing in Portugal to her arrival in England as the bride of the restored King Charles II. Her marriage was based on the strategic importance of the Portuguese alliance and the significant trading dowry it brought, including Bombay and Tangier. 

Unfortunately for Catherine, her convent education meant she was poorly prepared for the challenges of kife t the English court. As well as the language barrier and anti-Catholic sentiment in England, she had to cope with  the King's notorious infidelities, most notably with Barbara Villiers.

What shines through in Abernethy’s work is her dedication to exploring Catherine’s resilience and intelligence in the face of these difficulties. The book reveals a woman of quiet strength, piety, and dignity who navigated a complex and often hostile court with grace. 

I was surprised by Catherine’s loyalty to her husband despite his personal failings, and how she made the most of the hand she had been dealt. These details paint a richer picture of Catherine’s impact, demonstrating how she subtly shaped the social and cultural landscape of her adopted country.


Portrait of Catherine of Braganza in 1663 by Sir Peter Lely
(Wikimedia Commons)

Susan Abernethy’s writing is engaging and accessible. She seamlessly weaves together historical accounts, letters, and contemporary sources to create a narrative that is both informative and captivating. While acknowledging the limitations imposed on Catherine by her position and the era, the book persuasively argues for a reassessment of her legacy.

I particularly liked the subheadings throughout the book which help readers navigate the timelime and break up chapters into convenient sections.

Charles II’s Portuguese Queen is a fascinating exploration of the Stuart court, the complexities of royal marriage, and the often-overlooked contributions of women in history.  It succeeds in elevating Catherine of Braganza from a footnote to a figure deserving of greater recognition and understanding. Highly recommended.

Tony Riches

(A review copy was kindly provided by the publisher, Pen & Sword Books)

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About the Author

Susan Abernethy’s passion for history dates back fifty years and led her to study for a Bachelor of Arts degree in history at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. She is currently a member of the Rocky Mountain Medieval and Renaissance Association, the Society for Renaissance Studies and the Historical Association. Her work has appeared on several historical websites and in magazines and includes guest appearances on historical podcasts. Her blog, The Freelance History Writer, has continuously published over five hundred historical articles since 2012, with an emphasis on European, Tudor, Medieval, Renaissance, Early Modern and women’s history. She is currently working on her third non-fiction book. You can find Susan on Twitter and  Bluesky @susanabernethy2.bsky.social

Book Launch Guest Post: Searching for the Last Anglo-Saxon King: Harold Godwinson, England's Golden Warrior, by Paula Lofting


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A reexamination of Harold Godwinson explores his life, reign, and legacy, challenging Norman propaganda and historical myths.


The Man Who Would be King

Harold Godwinson had risen to that noble echelon of earlship when he was still in the flower of his youth. Born around 1025, he would not have been older than eighteen or nineteen when he took on his first major official role in King Edward the Confessor’s administration, that of Earl of East Anglia. Almost a decade later he progressed to the Earldom of Wessex rising to the dizzy heights of sub regulas, (meaning underking), a position that was second only to the king. 

Another decade and more, Harold found himself in the running for the position of king itself. Edward, the man that Harold had served faithfully for more than twenty years was dying. His only heir, Edgar, was still a child. You might ask, so what? There had been many boy kings before. Edgar would not be the first. However, the previous boy kings in recent years, Edwig, Edgar the Peaceable, and Æthelred II, had not been faced with two invasions on their ascendancy imminently on the horizon.

For the nobles of England attending the Christmastide celebrations in the great hall of King Edward’s palace at Westminster, it must have come as a surprise that this monarch who had lived for over sixty years and had reigned for a third of that, was about to die. Despite his current age, he had always been a robust creature in his lifetime. A man who loved the outdoors and lived for the thrill of the hunt. Unlike many of his predecessors, he had not been a warrior king; he left that side of things in the very capable hands of his brother-in-law and second in command, Harold Godwinson.
 
Edward had rarely shown signs of ill health until that Autumn of 1065, when a series of strokes afflicted him, possibly caused by the trauma of having lost his favourite Godwinson, Tostig, earl of Northumbria, to an enforced exile. He had begun to rally and had managed to attend some of the Nativity celebrations but took to his bed after boxing day insisting that the consecration of his beautiful church of St Peter should go ahead without him. This was a great blow to the king, who had suffered many disappointments in the past few weeks. This was a moment he had been waiting for many years, to see his life’s work gifted to the glory of God, and now even that was taken away from him.


Harold Hunting (from the Bayeux Tapestry)

The process of finding an appropriate heir for the childless Edward, married to Harold’s sister, Edith, had begun in 1054, when it was accepted that the royal couple were barren. Bishop Ealdred was sent on a fact-finding mission to Europe to investigate the existence and whereabouts of Edward’s half nephew, known as the Exile. The mission finally came to fruition in 1057, when the lost son of Edward’s half-brother, King Edmund II, otherwise known as Ironside, was located, and he and his family were brought back to the country of his origin from a long exile in Hungary. Sadly though, fortune was against him. Imagine having waited all your life to be received back into the country you were exiled from as a baby, then you find yourself dying three days after landing on home soil.
 
The Exile’s death so soon after arriving in England was not a good look, though no one seems to have been suspected of orchestrating his death. Most consensus is that Harold had been part of a mission to literally bring him home, though there is only circumstantial evidence that he was. If it had been in his thoughts to get rid of the Exile so that he could remove an obstacle in his path to the crown, then it would probably have been better to have done so before he had returned. One of the Anglo-Saxon Chronicles hints that no one knew why it was that the Exile was unable to meet with his uncle the king before he died, but there was never a contemporary accusation made at anyone, so we can only conject he was either slain, or he wasn’t. 

As for Harold, the idea that he had motive is flimsy for at that time there is no firm evidence that he wanted to be king. However, there is as much evidence to say that he had something to do with his murder, as there is to say that he didn’t. We cannot say for sure that Edward the Exile was not a very well man when he set out on his journey to England. Still, he must have been born between the April 1015 and November 1016, making him an ‘old man’ at the time he died in 1057. And illnesses could take a medieval person at any time, especially the older they were. But the mystery of his death will continue to plague us and if he was murdered, the secret has been lost with time.

The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle that writes in no uncertain terms that this was a tragedy for England, the only heir of Edward’s blood fit to be throneworthy had died. But all was not lost for Edgar, only five years old at the time, was adopted by Edward and was referred to as ætheling, but now, as the king lay dying, Edgar was a mere adolescent of thirteen years old. His inexperience in matters of warfare and statesmanship, would not have put him in good stead for what was going to come. The Norman regime was not desired by England’s leadership, and neither was an invasion from a vengeful Tostig and his comrade, the Norwegian king, Harald Hardrada.



William of Normandy – Bayeux Tapestry

At that time, the wider English administration would not have known the brutal nature of the terrible events that were about to befall them. Harold’s inner circle, though, probably knew the tale of Harold’s trip to Normandy a little more than a year ago, and his unfortunate time as a ‘guest’ at Duke William's court. Harold had gone there against the king’s advice, to try to secure the release of his nephew and brother, who had been held hostage there for 12 years. 

The duke was a man with his eye on the English throne and it seems was willing to manipulate the situation to his advantage and make it all about himself, rather than the two boys Harold wanted to bring home. According to Eadmer of Canterbury, writing in the late eleventh century, whilst in Normandy, Harold's liberty had been on the line. He had been made to swear an oath on holy relics, that he would advocate for the duke as his vassal in England, suggesting that he had already considered himself in line to the throne on the say so that he had been promised the throne by Edward himself.


William arms Harold and makes him his vassal - Bayeux Tapestry

If we are to believe Eadmer’s version of what occurred on that visit, Harold had not gone to Normandy to offer William the crown of England as scribes such as Guy d'Amiens, William of Jumièges and Poitiers had claimed, but to secure the release of his younger brother and his even younger nephew who had been secreted away by Edward's Norman archbishop of Canterbury and close friend, the Robert Champart, who had fled England during the tumultuous time during the falling out of Harold’s father, Earl Godwin and the king.

Champart hated Godwin and was said to have spoken ill will into the king’s ears. When Godwin returned from exile, Champart, knowing he was in danger from Godwin’s wrath, took the hostages to cover his escape. The boys fell into the hands of William of Normandy who believed that they had been sent by his cousin, Edward, to ensure the succession would go to him. A practice which was quite common in these days. Champart may have given William the impression that Edward was in agreement that he should be his successor. may have been hoping to use the boys as leverage. At this time, it was unlikely that Edward would have agreed to this, as soon after his old friend Champart had fled, he set the ball rolling to find another successor of the royal House of Wessex blood, Edward the Exile. Robert was probably acting independently from Edward.
 
In any case, this was not how the English succession worked, and it was not in Edward’s gift to offer the crown independently of the witan, the king’s council. Edward would have known this and would not have offered the crown to William without consulting the English nobles. Harold’s status as dux Anglorum, which was considered the highest designation before the king, meant he could not possibly become William of Normandy’s liegeman. 

William’s arrogance and the fact that Harold was far from home on dangerous turf, made it difficult for the English earl to assert himself and contend the request without endangering himself and that of his retainers who were with him. We see here that when the duke of Normandy made up his mind, nothing, no reasoning at all, would dissuade him. Harold was given arms, and made to bend the knee to the duke, and with the subtle and intimated threat that he would never see his brother again, the English earl was coerced into submission against his will. William's deadly reputation for ridding himself of those who had previously stood in his way may have deeply troubled Harold and he did what he had to do to get himself and his men and at least one of the hostages, Hakon, his nephew, home.


 The Witan, the king's council - Public domain

Thus, when Edward was about to die, all of the important men in the land were informed that the Norman duke was not going to give up what he thought was his right to the throne. They may also have known that Tostig, Harold Godwinson’s recalcitrant brother, who had been driven into exile by the men of his earldom, was plotting trouble with Harald, King of Norway, another with his sights set on England’s throne. The men of this anxious country were now looking to the only man they knew who could save them from the coming storm. The man who, by acting in his own interests, had unknowingly gone to Normandy and caused the predicament in the first place: Harold Godwinson.
 

Harold Swearing an oath on the Bayeux Tapestry

At the last moment of the king’s life, everyone must have known already who it was that had been chosen. It was, surely, a forgone conclusion, given that only one man was powerful enough to keep peace among the earldoms and stave off any would-be attackers.  All that was needed was the final endorsement to make the procedure complete – the king’s approval, the necessary detail that would fortify the decision against other claimants. One can imagine how tense they were, straining their ears every time Edward made a noise; waiting in anticipation for the words to utter from his chapped lips. The king drifted in and out of sleep, with periods of restless delirium.
 
On the day of his impending death, which was the 4th day of January, he awoke after many attempts to arouse him and asked his servants to assemble his household. Imagine the air of expectation that must have filled the room. He raved on about a dream first, much to their desperation until he was suddenly restored to sanity and spoke his last words, according to the Vita Edwardi: “Do not mourn for me but pray for my soul and give me leave to go to God. He who allowed himself to die, will not allow me not to.” Queen Edith was weeping, and he spoke words of comfort to her, and he said, “May God reward my wife for her devoted loving service. For she has been a devoted servant to me, always by my side like a beloved daughter.”


Edward being supported on his deathbed as he announces Harold as his successor - Bayeux Tapestry

It was then, we are told, that he offered his hand to Harold and spoke the words that everyone was waiting to hear: I “I commend this woman and all the kingdom to your protection… and do not deprive her… of any honour she has received from me. I also commend to you all those men who have left their native land for love of me and served me faithfully. Take an oath of fealty from them, if they wish… or send them with safe conduct across the Channel to their own homes with all they have acquired in their service from me.”
 
After giving his instructions for his burial, he became unconscious once more and passed later that night, somewhere between or on the 4th or 5th of January 1066. The next day, however, with irreverent haste it was said, Edward was buried, and the English crowned the only man who was worthy of the job, Harold Godwinson.

Paula Lofting

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About the Author

Paula Lofting was born in the ancient Saxon county of Middlesex in 1961. She grew up in Australia hearing stories from her dad of her homeland and its history. As a youngster she read books by Rosemary Sutcliff and Leon Garfield and her love of English history grew. At 16 her family decided to travel back to England and resettle. She was able to visit the places she'd dreamt about as a child, bringing the stories of her childhood to life. It wasn't until later in life that Paula realised her dream to write and publish her own books. Her debut historical novel Sons of the Wolf was first published in 2012 and then revised and republished in 2016 along with the sequel, The Wolf Banner, in 2017. The third in the series, Wolf's Bane, will be ready for publishing later this year. In this midst of all this, Paula acquired contracts for nonfiction books with the prestigious Pen & Sword publishers. Searching for the Last Anglo-Saxon King, Harold Godwinson, England’s golden Warrior is now available to buy in all good book outlets, and she is now working on the next non-fiction book about King Edmund Ironside. She has also written a short essay about Edmund for Iain Dale's Kings and Queens, articles for historical magazines. When she is not writing, she is a psychiatric nurse, mother of three grown up kids and grandmother of two and also re-enacts the Anglo-Saxon/Viking period with the awesome Regia Anglorum. Find out mo9re from Paula's website https://www.threadstothepast.com/ and find her on Facebook, Twitter @longshippub and Bluesky @paulaloftingauthor.bsky.social

27 April 2025

Book Review: Henry VII and the Tudor Pretenders, Simnel, Warbeck and Warwick, by Nathen Amin


 
 

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The details of the various ‘pretenders’ to the throne who emerged during the reign of Henry VII have become clouded by myth and legends. Nathen Amin’s new book therefore shines much-needed light on the known facts.

Henry’s opponents had good reason to ‘muddy the waters’. They needed a figurehead, someone for potential rebels to rally around, with a good story to justify revolt.

One of the less well known is Lambert Simnel, and his story proves hard to pin down. Nathen points out that the little we know comes from official records written after the failure of the Simnel conspiracy. According to Vergil, the king decided a fitting punishment would be to work as a ‘turnspit’ in the royal kitchens, followed by an unlikely promotion to the well-paid position of ‘trainer of the king’s hawks.’

Another pretender, the mysterious Perkin Warbeck, received similarly surprising tolerance from the king, who initially placed him under house arrest in the royal household. Nathen Amin avoids speculation about the reasons, and has been meticulous with his research, leaving no stone unturned. As a result, he has created the definitive guide to the Tudor pretenders, which I’m happy to recommend.

Tony Riches 

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About the Author


Nathen Amin grew up in the heart of Carmarthenshire, West Wales, and has long had an interest in Welsh history, the Wars of the Roses and the early Tudor period. His first book Tudor Wales was released in 2014 and was well-received, followed by a second book called York Pubs in 2016. His third book is a full-length biography of the Beaufort family. He is a 
Fellow of the Royal Historical Society and has featured discussing the Tudors on BBC radio and television, as well as in print and online media across the UK. He has a degree in Business and Journalism.  Find out more at https://nathenamin.com/ and follow Nathen on Twitter @NathenAmin and Bluesky @nathenamin.bsky.social

25 April 2025

Blog Tour Excerpt: White Feathers, by Susan Lanigan


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In 1913, Irish emigrée Eva Downey receives a bequest from an elderly suffragette to attend a finishing school. There she finds friendship and, eventually, love. But when war looms and he refuses to enlist, Eva is under family and social pressure to give the man she loves a white feather of cowardice. The decision she eventually makes will have lasting consequences for her and everyone around her.

Excerpt: Confidences Exchanged

Eva is attending a local concert in a church in Eastbourne, with her headmistress Miss Hedges and another student. But somebody else is there too…
    ‘If you don’t mind,’ Eva said to her two companions, ‘I would like to get some air.’
    They didn’t mind but did not move either, so Eva got up and slid past them, out to the small vestibule. The wind made its way in there through the door, stronger than the draught inside, making her shiver. She was about to go outside all the same, liking the strong wind even when it was cold, when a familiar figure slipped through the entrance and joined her, coat tails flapping.
    ‘Hallo, Miss Downey!’ Mr Shandlin said cheerfully. ‘Didn’t know you were a church haunter, or did Miss Hedges get you to come along for company? Miss Williams is a young lady of irreproachable character, I don’t doubt, but I would not choose her for her skill in rhetoric. Or any other conversational skill, now I come to think of it, but perhaps that’s excessively uncharitable of me.’
    ‘It is rather, sir. I chose to come. I like choirs.’
    ‘Really? I didn’t know, but it shouldn’t surprise me. I like them too, which only makes it more painful that I have to attend their concerts with that lot.’
    ‘Shouldn’t you be attending to them now, sir?’
    Mr Shandlin raised his eyebrows. ‘I am boring you already, Miss Downey. I must be improving with age.’
    ‘No, no, sir, not at all.’ Eva coloured. ‘I was just wondering how … manageable they are.’
    ‘Oh, they’re beasts,’ Mr Shandlin remarked off-handedly. ‘They are not fit to be left for five minutes. But if I worried about that I would worry about how these boys will eventually be running the British Empire – and that would keep me awake at night in cold sweats. Are you all right, Miss Downey? Is there something wrong with your coat?’
    Eva had just remembered that the book was in her pocket and that if she didn’t do something quickly, he would spot it there and perhaps wonder why she was in the habit of carrying it around on her person. ‘No! No, I’m all right, thank you.’ She was abrupt, but not abrupt enough, for it was clear from his glance that he had indeed spotted the volume. His face broke out into another of those unexpected smiles.
    ‘Ah,’ he said, ‘the Brooke.’
    ‘I—’ Eva blushed with embarrassment.
    ‘Tell me, which poem do you prefer?’
    ‘Not the one where he’s getting sick on the boat, that’s for sure.’
    Mr Shandlin thought for a moment, then his brow cleared. ‘Oh, that one. Well, I disagree with you. Do you really think poetry is just hearts and flowers? Have you not read the Iliad ?’
    ‘Well, I—’ Eva broke off. Inside the church, the choir were starting again. A chord sounded on the organ, presumably to give the choir their notes.
    ‘Better go back in,’ Mr Shandlin said, turning.
    Eva shook her head. ‘Wait … listen …’
    She recognised the piece immediately. Palestrina’s Sicut Cervus, in four parts. Voice after voice overlapped, a series of waves, impersonal and clear as an announcement in a public square, an announcement that would carry through the streets, divine and distant. The music overwhelmed the singers, grasping them with something more than the sum of their parts. Eva was caught in this new ecstatic carousel and became quite lost because she saw beyond it to something she had tried to see for the past seven years: her mother Angela’s face, lifted away from her, the sun shining on the beads she threaded through her fingers. Just for a moment.
    Ita desiderat anima mea ad te Deus. She was crying, she knew it, but she did not care. The voices rose and fell, rose and fell. She remembered where she was, and that Mr Shandlin was watching her. Out of the blurred corner of her eye she could see his raven shadow in the doorway, unmoving. It was very unusual for him to be so still. She pulled out her handkerchief and rubbed at her cheeks. When she looked in his direction again, she saw that he was indeed regarding her – in a fixed, odd way.
    Then he said, in a not altogether even tone, ‘Have I caused you distress?’
    ‘No, Mr Shandlin,’ Eva said, folding her handkerchief and putting it away. ‘It is nothing to do with you. I forgot myself. Forgive me, please.’
    ‘You’ve done nothing for me to forgive,’ he said, ‘but I wonder what is troubling you.’
    ‘I was thinking of my mother. She loved music. I have this recurring dream about her, and it’s always in a church.’ Now she had started, Eva could not stop. ‘She died when I was five years old. Whenever I have the dream, she turns to me, and where I should see her face, all I can see is a blank. The more I try and remember, the further the memories flee. Even my dreams won’t let me have her.’ She stopped abruptly. Why did she do things like that, tell things when she should be discreet? It was unwomanly and showed a lack of restraint.
    ‘I am very sorry.’ He was gentle. Then, ‘I know what it’s like.’
    Eva looked at him questioningly.
    ‘Twelve years ago, I lost my brother.’
    ‘My sincerest condolences, sir.’ To her own ears, the words sounded flat and insincere, but he did not seem to mind.
    ‘Thank you. It was during the South African war. He was killed in a guerrilla ambush near Tweefontein. They attacked when he was in one of the blockhouses and … well, he was unlucky that day. Or so it said in the letter they sent my mother. He died on Christmas Day.’
    Eva tried to imagine what it would be like to read such news in a letter, or in a telegram. How someone’s face would change as they read the words. What a terrible thing to happen to a family! Her arm began to ache again.
    ‘When you said, “My dreams won’t let me have her”,’ he continued, ‘I knew straightaway what you meant. My dreams do let me see him – sometimes even speak to him. But I can never have his company again. Part of you just stops and never goes on. It’s still raw, that’s the devil of it.’ He spoke these words levelly but directed his gaze entirely upwards, to the roof.
    Eva was dumbstruck, her heart full of sudden, sweet pain. He understood all too well, and it hurt. Something broke loose in her like a raging river. Her next question tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop herself. ‘What is your name?’
    He was startled out of his reverie. ‘My … pardon me? You mean my first name?’
    ‘Yes.’
    ‘Christopher. Why?’
    ‘N-no reason.’ She wished the floor would fling up its tiles, form a quick hole and swallow her up. What had she been thinking, asking him his name like that? He would think her quite cheeky.
    ‘Do you plan to use it on me, Miss Downey?’
    Oh, God, he was smirking. Time to pull up the drawbridge. But even as the thought crossed her mind, he noticed the change in her and suddenly pointed at her arm. ‘You’re doing it again.’
    ‘Doing … what?’
    ‘That thing you do. You grasp your arm with your hand and shrink away, as if someone were about to attack you. No, don’t deny it, I’ve seen you do it. In class! Several times! It disconcerts me. Do I frighten you?’ he said, with a smile.
    ‘I’m not frightened.’ Eva let her arm fall to her side.
    ‘Then … what is it?’
    Oh, God, Eva thought, please don’t. ‘I was injured.’ The words came out before she could stop herself.
    ‘How?’ His eyes bored in on her, black as obsidian in the half-light. Eva could not answer him, could not think of a casual-sounding excuse. Say something of no consequence, that was all she had to do, and she couldn’t manage it.
    ‘How,’ he repeated, ‘were you injured?’
    There was no more looking at the roof now, or past the back of her head. No, now he was full-on staring at her, his lips parted as if he were about to say something but could not quite form the words. Her skin felt prickly, and her heart began to knock about unsteadily in her chest.
    The night when Catherine found out about the article in The New Feminist. The night when she found out about everything.

Susan Lanigan

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About the Author

Susan Lanigan’s first novel White Feathers, a tale of passion, betrayal and war, was selected as one of the final ten in the Irish Writers Centre Novel Fair 2013, and published in 2014 by Brandon Books. The book won critical acclaim and was shortlisted for the UK Romantic Novel of the Year Award in 2015. This edition is a reissue with a new cover and foreword. Her second novel, Lucia’s War, also concerning WWI as well as race, music and motherhood, was published in June 2020 and has been named as the Coffee Pot Book Club Honourable Mention in the Modern Historical Book of the Year Award. Susan lives by the sea near Cork, Ireland, with her family. Fid out more at https://susanlanigan.com and find Susan on Facebook and Bluesky @susanlanigan.bsky.social

24 April 2025

Dangerous: The riveting, dazzling new historical thriller from Essie Fox


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When the disgraced Lord Byron is associated with the deaths of women in Venice, he turns detective to unveil the killer and clear his name. A dazzling, riveting historical mystery by the author of the Sunday Times bestseller, The Fascination.

Fiction can be fatal…
 
Living in exile in Venice, the disgraced Lord Byron revels in the freedoms of the city.
 
SCANDAL
 
But when he is associated with the deaths of local women, found with wounds to their throats, and then a novel called The Vampyre is published under his name, rumours begin to spread that Byron may be the murderer…
 
MURDER
 
As events escalate and tensions rise – and his own life is endangered, as well as those he holds most dear – Byron is forced to play detective, to discover who is really behind these heinous crimes. Meanwhile, the scandals of his own infamous past come back to haunt him…
 
MYSTERY
 
Rich in gothic atmosphere and drawing on real events and characters from Byron's life, Dangerous is a riveting, dazzling historical thriller, as decadent, dark and seductive as the poet himself…
 
‘A plot as labyrinthine as the Venice backstreets, told in dazzling prose; suspenseful, seductive stuff’ Erin Kelly
 
‘Brilliant, daring writing … a darkly delicious Venetian tale of murder and mystery’ Anna Mazzola
 
‘Essie Fox expertly weaves fact and fiction in this gloriously gothic thriller … Venice becomes the atmospheric backdrop to Byron's daring attempt to catch a killer’ Anita Frank

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About the Author

Essie Fox was born and raised in rural Herefordshire, which inspires much of her writing. After studying English Literature at Sheffield University, she moved to London where she worked for the Telegraph Sunday Magazine, then the book publishers George Allen & Unwin – before becoming self-employed in the world of art and design. Always an avid reader, Essie now spends her time writing historical gothic novels. Her debut, The Somnambulist, was shortlisted for the National Book Awards, and featured on Channel 4’s TV Book Club. The Last Days of Leda Grey, set in the early years of silent film, was selected as The Times Historical Book of the Month. Her latest novel, The Fascination is based in Victorian country fairgrounds, the glamour of the London theatres, and an Oxford Street museum full of morbid curiosities. Essie is also the creator of the popular blog: The Virtual Victorian She has lectured on this era at the V&A, and the National Gallery in London. Find out more from Essie's website https://essiefox.com/ and find her on Facebook, Twitter @essiefox and Bluesky @essiefox.bsky.social

Special Guest Post: Shadows in the Spring: A gripping, time-slip romance, filled with adventure and vivid historical detail, by Christina Courtenay


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AD 80: Duro of the Iceni tribe escaped life as an enslaved gladiator and is now finally home in Britannia with one thing on his mind: vengeance. For 20 years he has sought the Roman legionary who destroyed his family. What he didn't expect was Gisel: a fierce Germanic woman with long white-blonde hair, forced into slavery by the Romans. Hypnotised by her spirit and her beauty, Duro frees Gisel and slowly tries to win her trust as they work together to complete his quest.


The Roman Invasion of Britannia

My latest novel Shadows in the Spring is partly set in Roman Britain in the year AD 80. In order to recreate this era, I had to do quite a lot of research, and I started by looking at when and why the Romans invaded in the first place.

The Romans had traded with the Britons for a long time before they decided to come and take over this distant island. They were particularly interested in acquiring tin, but also other things. Julius Caesar was the first to try in 55 BC, but ultimately he failed, and it wasn’t until AD 43 that Emperor Claudius succeeded in making it a Roman province – Britannia. Or some of it, rather, as the southern half was conquered first while other parts resisted for longer.


After Caesar’s failed invasion, some of the southern British chiefs had nonetheless become Roman allies. Some Roman concepts filtered through and the tribes closest to the empire became influenced by this foreign culture. 

Decades later, the son of one of them – Adminius – was exiled by his own father, Cunobelinus, a powerful chieftain of the Catuvellauni tribe. Adminius fled to Rome and asked the then Emperor Caligula to invade Britain in revenge. This gave the Romans a great excuse for an invasion and Caligula ordered the army to prepare. However, nothing came of this and in the end no one crossed the channel at that time.


By AD 43 Cunobelinus had died and his kingdom had been divided between his sons which was causing problems. Caligula was also dead and Emperor Claudius, who had inherited the already prepared army, decided to grasp this opportunity and ordered an invasion. 

His legions were far superior in numbers and cohesion compared to the Britons, who consisted of various tribes that didn’t work effectively together. Four legions were sent over to campaign throughout southern Britain, an approximate total of 40,000 men, well-trained and used to battle. Although some tribes resisted, they were soon defeated, and others didn’t even bother but just capitulated, their chieftains becoming client kings. 

Claudius himself only came over once to his new province and stayed a mere 16 days. He arrived when the invasion was deemed a success and brought elephants. One can only wonder what the locals made of those! (And I doubt the elephants were particularly happy at having to cross the Channel either).


The Romans truly believed that they were bringing civilisation to barbarians and that their way of life was superior in every way. They were admittedly miles ahead when it came to engineering, building and administration, but not everyone actually wanted to have this imposed upon them. Most Britons were happy with their own way of life, backward though it may be. Some tribes resisted for decades, and rebellions sprang up from time to time. 

The most famous one is of course the revolt led by Queen Boudica in AD 60/61. She was of the Iceni tribe, as is Duro, the hero of Shadows in the Spring. And as the rebellion ultimately failed, it gave me a great excuse for having my hero taken into slavery by the Roman conquerors.


Now imagine that you’re an eight-year-old boy, having to watch your mother and sister being violated by a Roman legionary, then you’re taken away to be sold as a slave. That is what happens to Duro after Boudica’s rebellion. The real historical aftermath was brutal, so this was an entirely plausible scenario. And I decided that from that moment on, Duro’s burning need for revenge would be born. 

He swears never to rest until he has exacted retribution upon the man who did this to his family members, and almost twenty years later, he finally gets the chance. Thanks to the volcanic eruption of Mount Vesuvius, he and a fellow gladiator manage to escape from slavery in Pompeii. And when Duro returns to Britannia, he is hellbent on hunting down the legionary he’s never forgotten. If the man is still alive, he vows to find him.

What he doesn’t expect is to come across a fellow slave – a beautiful Germanic woman called Gisel who temporarily details his plans. Ultimately, though, she is as fierce as he is, and together they set off on an epic quest for revenge. Can they succeed? You’ll have to read Shadows in the Spring to find out.

Christina Courtenay 

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About the Author

Christina Courtenay writes historical romance, time slip/dual time and time travel stories, and lives in Herefordshire (near the Welsh border) in the UK. Although born in England, she has a Swedish mother and was brought up in Sweden – hence her abiding interest in the Vikings. Christina is a Vice President and former chairman and of the UK’s Romantic Novelists’ Association and has won several awards, including the RoNA for Best Historical Romantic Novel twice with Highland Storms (2012) and The Gilded Fan (2014) and the RNA Fantasy Romantic Novel of the year 2021 with Echoes of the Runes. Christina is a keen amateur genealogist and loves history and archaeology (the armchair variety). Find out more from Christina's website http://www.christinacourtenay.com and find her on Facebook, Twitter/X  @PiaCCourtenay and Bluesky @christinacourtenay.bsky.social

23 April 2025

Blog Tour Spotlight: The Cross of Ciaran: A Celtic Romance, by Andrea Matthews


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When a fifth century pagan priest is unearthed in Ireland fifteen hundred years after being entombed, archaeologist Caitlin O’Connell is convinced it’s the find of the century. The body is in perfect condition, right down to the intricate tattoos adorning the Celt’s skin. In fact, if scientific data hadn’t proved otherwise, she would swear he hadn’t been interred more than a few hours.

Eager to discover more about the mysterious Celt, Caitlin accompanies the body back to the New York museum where she’s employed, but before she has time to study him, the priest disappears without a trace.

Rumors surrounding the event begin to circulate and result in the excavation’s benefactor pulling the plug on the entire expedition. The rumors are not far off the mark though.

After being buried alive for betraying his goddess and his priesthood in the dawning age of Christianity, Ciarán wakes to a strange new world. Alone and frightened in an unforgiving city, he stumbles upon the only thing familiar to him and seeks sanctuary within the church walls. With the help of the parish’s pastor, Father Mike, Ciarán slowly grows accustomed to his surroundings, though he’s plagued by dark dreams and the disturbing sensation that an evil from his past has followed him into the future.

But a more immediate danger lurks on his doorstep. Caitlin is determined to get to the bottom of the mystery concerning her missing Celt, and when she meets her Uncle Mike’s new handyman, Ciarán Donnelly, she’s convinced the handsome Irishman knows more about the theft than he’s letting on.

Yet, even she can’t deny the attraction between them, simmering below the surface and blurring the lines between her personal and professional life. 

But will Ciarán’s secrets draw them together
or shatter their future forever.

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About the Author:
 
Andrea Matthews is the pseudonym for Inez Foster, a historian and librarian who loves to read and write and search around for her roots, genealogical speaking. She has a BA in History and an MLS in Library Science, and enjoys the research almost as much as she does writing the story. In fact, many of her ideas come to her while doing casual research or digging into her family history. She is the author of the Thunder on the Moor series set on the 16th century Anglo-Scottish Border, and the Cross of Ciaran series, where a fifteen hundred year old Celt finds himself in the twentieth century. Andrea also writes historical mysteries under the pen name I. M. Foster. Her series A South Shore Mystery is set in the early 1900s on Long Island. She is a member of the Long Island Romance Writers, and the Historical Novel Society. Find out more from www.andrea-matthews.com and find the author on Facebook

22 April 2025

The Lord Protector and His Wives: Catherine Filliol, Anne Stanhope and Edward Seymour, by Rebecca Batley


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Sometime before 1518 Edward Seymour, the brother of Queen Jane Seymour, third wife of Henry VIII, married Catherine Filliol. Catherine gained connections in the highest echelons of Tudor society and Edward the prospect of a large inheritance. 

It should have been a match made in heaven, but instead, within a decade, they were engulfed in uncertainty and scandal. Catherine was repudiated, and the two sons she had borne her husband eventually disinherited. The nature of this scandal is unclear but later historians accused Catherine of an affair with her father-in-law. 

Her exact fate remains uncertain, but by 1535, Edward was free to marry again, and he turned his attention to another heiress, Anne Stanhope, who would, in her own way, prove to be just as scandalous. Katherine Parr would call Anne “that hell”, but she was strong, opinionated and fiercely intelligent. 

A friend of Anne Askew, a connection that almost cost her her life, Anne lived to see her brother-in-law, her half-brother, and her husband go to the block. Imprisoned in the Tower herself she managed to keep her head and ultimately emerged wealthy and powerful, dying peacefully on the 16th April 1587 at Hanworth Palace. Anne was the ultimate Tudor survivor.

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About the Author

Rebecca Batley is an archaeologist and historian, with a particular interest in women's history. Her work can be found in numerous publications including "New Scientist, Gay and Lesbian Review" and "AHM". She regularly writes for "Ancient Origins" and has worked for, amongst others, MOLA and Wessex Archaeology.  Find out more from https://thetravellinghistorianclub.wordpress.com and find Rebecca on Instagram

18 April 2025

Book review: The Ballad of Mary Kearney, by Katherine Mezzacappa


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In County Down, Ireland, in 1767, a nobleman secretly marries his servant, in defiance of law, class, and religion. Can their love survive tumultuous times?An impoverished tenant farmer sends his seventeen-year-old daughter Mary into service at the home of his Ascendancy landlord. 

"The Ballad of Mary Kearney" by Katherine Mezzacappa is a captivating and moving tale of love, resilience, and the harsh realities of 18th-century Ireland. Rich with historical detail, the author brings the period to life, immersing the reader in the social and political complexities of the time. 

I particularly liked the diversion of letters, newspaper and magazine articles which add a layer of authenticity, giving voice to the characters and the era.

Mary Kearney is an intriguing protagonist, strong, intelligent, and compassionate. Her ‘journey’ from impoverished servant to a woman of influence is inspiring and heartbreaking. The nuanced portrayal of James, Viscount Kilkeel, adds depth and complexity to the narrative.

I am happy to recommend The Ballad of Mary Kearney to anyone who wants to understand more about this pivotal period in Irish history, including the impact of the Penal Laws and the lead up to the 1798 rebellion.

Tony Riches

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About the Author

Katherine Mezzacappa is an Irish author of mainly historical fiction, living in Italy with her husband and three eccentric cats. In addition to The Ballad of Mary Kearney (Histria) and The Maiden of Florence (Fairlight) she is the author of four novels with Zaffre with the pen name Katie Hutton. Find out more at Kartherine's website https://katherinemezzacappa.com/ and follow her on Bluesky @katmezzacappa.bsky.social

16 April 2025

Special Guest Post by Sylvia Barbara Soberton, Author of Secrets of the Tudor portraits


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Unveiling the Masterpieces of Holbein, the Horenbouts,
Hilliard, and Others

The Many Faces of Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk

Charles Brandon was Henry VIII’s friend, councillor and brother-in-law. His father was a standard bearer for Henry VII and died during the Battle of Bosworth in 1485. Charles was brought up in the royal household where he befriended the future Henry VIII. In 1515 Charles married Henry VIII’s younger sister, Mary Tudor, Dowager Queen of France. 


Their marriage lasted until Mary’s death in 1533 and produced four children: Henry, Frances, Eleanor and another Henry. Following Mary’s death, Charles married their son’s betrothed, who was also his ward, the teenaged heiress Katherine Willoughby, by whom he had two more sons (who tragically passed away within hours of each other after contracting the sweating sickness in 1551).
 
Charles Brandon captured public attention in 2007 when British actor Henry Cavill portrayed him in The Tudors. But was the real Charles as handsome as his on-screen counterpart? Let’s take a closer look!


The wedding portrait

One of the most recognisable depictions of Charles comes from the double portrait where he is depicted standing next to Mary Tudor (figure 1). It is not known when the portrait was painted but there are at least two theories. One theory, proposed by Celia Fisher, is that the portrait was painted in 1515 to celebrate Charles’s and Mary’s marriage.

However, this theory was debunked recently by Rosalind Mearns, who suggests 1532 as the likelier date for the portrait, based on the details of the sitters’ clothing aligning with fashions worn at the Tudor court around that period and the unlikelihood that the portrait would have been painted during the turbulent year of their secret and scandalous wedding.


The National Portrait Gallery portrait

A portrait of Charles Brandon is currently housed in the National Portrait Gallery in London (NPG 516, figure 2). Charles is shown seated, holding a nosegay of flowers in his left hand. Several copies of this painting exist, including ones at the Vyne Estate and Grimsthorpe Castle.


Master of the Brandon Portrait

Another portrait painted by an unknown artist known today as the Master of the Brandon Portrait (probably a follower of Gerard David working in England), was sold at Sothebys in 2016 (figure 3). The portrait is believed to have been painted c. 1530 and depicts Charles dressed in silk shirt, cloth of gold doublet and fur lined cloak.

Do you have a favourite among these portraits? If you found this article intriguing, you’ll love my book! Secrets of the Tudor Portraits is out now—unravel the hidden stories behind these iconic works of art. Get your copy today!


Sylvia Barbara Soberton

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About the Author

Sylvia Barbara Soberton is a writer and researcher specialising in the history of the Tudors. She is best known for The Forgotten Tudor Women book series, which concentrates on shifting the perspective from famous figures like Henry VIII’s six wives to the lesser-known, but no less influential, women of the Tudor court. Sylvia has written ten books to date, and her newest titles include The Forgotten Years of Anne Boleyn: The Habsburg & Valois Courts, Ladies-in-Waiting: Women Who Served Anne Boleyn and Medical Downfall of the Tudors: Sex, Reproduction & Succession. Her ground-breaking paper on Anne Boleyn and the accusation of witchcraft was published in the Royal Studies Journal in 2023.  You can find Sylvia on Facebook,  Goodreads and Twitter @SylviaBSo