Part 2 of Patience is a Virtue is now up. I’ve decided to post these things on their own pages for now. More backstory and such. I hope it gives you a better opinion of the old dragon.
Okay, I’m a long time overdue posting anything new. I started a 30 hour a week job at the beginning of September and kept my very part time job at the same time. It’s helping us pay the bills and start to pay down some debt – which turned out to be not one but two car loans.
Anyway, I’ve been working away, albeit slowly, on a new (to you folks) story and still (slowly) editing letters for publication some day. As an incentive to try and get writing more frequently, I’ve decided to start posting the (very) rough draft of Patience is a Virtue. This story has surprised me in how complex it has become. I’m not sure I got my back story the way I want it, but it can be tweaked later if need be.
So to set the stage, Lady Catherine is desperate for Anne to wed Darcy, and for good reason. Enter Elizabeth Bennet, who unwittingly becomes a part of a very different sort of love triangle. Yeah, I’m writing a love triangle. Trust me, I was shocked when I realized what I had done. Don’t worry, you know me, our favorite couple will not do anything immoral. There will be HEA for them. And we’ll have to wait and see how many characters I end up killing off. As of other traditional pairings… meh. I’m still not sure who will end up with whom other than Darcy wins Elizabeth before its all said and done.
My wonderful editor has some health issues. This means I’m at a standstill getting Letters edited. Soooooo… I’m looking for someone (or two) who is interested in joining my team and providing feedback. I am NOT looking for a proofreader. That’s the one area I have completely covered, but I do need some critique of the rough draft. I’d prefer some experience, but I’m willing to give you a shot if you can convince me to.
If you’re game, shoot me an email through the link on the Contact Me page, or leave me a comment here.
I confess, I’ve not done any writing in months. It’s track season and, well, it’s track season and it is over in 3 weeks.
The next thing on my to-do list is to get my son off for the summer with The Blue Devils. Through the generosity of many folks, including a few from here, we were able to raise enough money to pay for his dues and his transportation costs.
The one remaining headache is that his housing for his pre-tour rehearsals time from mid-May to Mid June just fell through this week. Sooooo…
Once again I ask for a little help. We are looking for a room to rent for 5 weeks that is within a 30 minute drive of Concord from approximately May 12th through June 20th. He’ll be at rehearsal for 6 days a week starting May 21st. If you have a lead on a room we can rent, would you please leave me a comment and I can contact you through your comment.
Thanks! And yes, once track season is over I will have a lot of time on my hands for writing…
It’s been a few months.
Since then I was given a large enough Christmas bonus to replace my laptop that I constantly wanted to throw through a window. I once again have a MacBook and I’m much happier.
Letters is still with my editors. They have lives too and theirs decided they was much more important than mine there for a while. Work still continues and I hope to have a book ready soon.
Writing on Patience is a Virtue continues as well. The new laptop means there are no more excuses and I’ve started to set goals several days a week to keep me going. I had a major case of writers block that I am doing my best to bust through with the writing goals. SO far so good. I now have roughly 38,000 words typed in and things are progressing. Lady Catherine is a revelation and I think you will enjoy how she is turning out. I admit I have a soft spot for the haridan, and she just keeps proving she has unexpected depth.
As you have probably heard, plagiarism is a huge issue in our fandom right now. I have struggled with what to do about it and have decided to leave all of the stories completed before 2013 free online for the foreseeable future. Most have been there for years and I really do not want to take them down just to publish. To me they are a gift repaying those who went before me.
I’m to the point where I am writing to publish. Ive said that before. I need to pay for my son’s car insurance!
However, there is another expense that is more pressing and if you have enjoyed my writing over the years and would like to help, it would be appreciated.
I’ve talked about my son over the years. He is a talented trumpet player with a passion for the marching arts. He’s a sophomore at Arizona State University majoring in Music Education. It is a very prestigious program for his degree and very difficult to get into, especially on trumpet. Additionally, he has 2 years of eligibility left in Drum Corps International (marching band on Steroids). For him, drum corps is more than a love of performing, it’s also an internship and as well resume building for his future career as a music educator. He earned a spot with the 17 time world champion Blue Devils Drum and Bugle Corps for the 2016 season. He will spend three months rehearsing, traveling and performing all over the US with the corps. This takes money – over $3400.00 worth for him. If you would be willing become a sponsor for him, either leave me a comment or email me and I will give you information on how you can do so. Every little bit helps. If we pay in full by February 28th, we even get a $400 discount.
Thanks for your consideration and your continued patience with my sometimes MIA muse!
Now that you’ve had the chance to read Letters, I thought I would give you a glimpse into how the story came about.
If you’ve ever read any of my explanations about how I come up with my stories, you know that I always start with a premise and then work my way to my plot from there. When I begin writing, I have my basic premise and a fairly good idea of what the end will be, but most everything else in between is rather fluid. I have a bare bones outline in my mind, but I pretty much allow my imagination loose.
(I should stop here to remind you that Letters is a working title. The final title will be the number of letters that end up in the story and then Letter. So if there end up with 26 letters, the title will be Twenty-Six Letters.)
Anyway, when it came to creating the premise for Letters, I asked myself what could be the circumstances where Elizabeth married Collins willingly, and not because her father was dying or something. Others have done that. I decided that for this to happen, she had to marry him very young. And so I choose to bring Collins to Longbourn when Elizabeth was 14/15.
We know that in canon Collins’ father has died sometime before the start of the story, and that he was not a nice man. I have been around teens enough as a coach to know that a parent can make life miserable for young men and women. If Collins came to Longbourn right after his father had died, he’d be at sea and looking for a positive father figure to replace the hard man who was his real father. When he met Mr. Bennet, he had to have met someone who was as opposite his own father as he could ever have met. Again, remember in canon that Mr. Bennet and Mr. Collins senior were at odds so this isn’t that big of a leap in character understanding.
So, I have an impressionable William Collins, a young Elizabeth Bennet, and a shrewd Mr. Bennet that could see he was dealing with a young man who was starved for attention.
From there it seemed obvious that Mr. Bennet saw an opportunity to provide for his family’s future with a little effort on his part. He knew his daughter could manage a man like Collins if she wanted.
And so we have this emotionally scarred William Collins who comes to Longbourn and becomes enamored with being a part of a family so unlike the hard one he had been raised in himself. He was needy and Elizabeth filled his emotional and spiritual needs. He was grateful she could accept him – he had not yet developed his self-importance as a shield against rejections. So we have a younger William Collins that adored the woman who consented to be his wife. He literally worshiped the ground Elizabeth walked on.
Now I had my premise. Of course, I needed Elizabeth to be a widow when they met, and thus the reason I killed him off. I knew I wanted to use canon timeline with Collins taking the living in Hunsford in 1811. That meant that I needed to kill him around the time of Ramsgate and thus I filled in one of the major elements of the story. From there I came up with the letter to warn Darcy so that when he showed up at Longbourn and found a pregnant Elizabeth Collins, he had a reason to be in her debt and not make an ass out of himself. I’ve always enjoyed D&E meeting and getting along well from the start.
I figured out pretty early on that I wanted to use the correspondence and things that represented change, or the next direction for the plot. They are like milestones you have to accomplish to finish a task. A letter warns Darcy about Wickham, a note announces that Mr. Bennet has died. Love letters show how much the couple has come to need each other. That’s why they are there and that’s why they are the title. It was fun and different to write it this way.
Anyway, if you have questions you’d like to ask about the story, now is the time to ask.
You may be wondering now that Letters is completely posted what is the next project you will be seeing from me. The story is entitled Patience is a Virtue. The tale begins at Hunsford, the night that Darcy goes to the parsonage intending to propose to Elizabeth. Unbeknownst to him, his aunt has been watching him very carefully and is afraid she knows the purpose of his absense. She races to the parsonage and arrives just as Darcy is about to propose. Here is a bit of what happens next.
“In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feeling will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
Elizabeth was shocked. She started to speak and then stopped, unable to answer him. He must have found this enough encouragement and began again.
“As my wife, you…”
What he would have said was lost, as Lady Catherine deBourgh entered the room unannounced. The door hit the wall with a loud thud such was the force it was pushed aside in her haste.
“Stop this at once, Fitzwilliam. You cannot ask this girl to marry you, you are engaged to Anne.”
Elizabeth, shocked as she was by the intrusion, did not miss the note of desperation in the woman’s voice.
“No, Aunt, I am not. I have never offered for Anne nor is there any arranged marriage that I know of, nor papers binding me to your daughter.”
“Your mother and I planned the union.”
“But my father did not. I am my own man, free to marry wherever and whomever I want. If I choose Miss Bennet, then there is nothing you can say or do to stop me.”
Lady Catherine turned to Elizabeth. “Have you accepted him?”
“Lady Catherine!” Darcy interjected. “This is highly improper! You shall not interfere in what is to be the happiest day of my life.”
“Have you accepted him?” she persisted. Elizabeth would have answered, but again Darcy spoke.
“You have not given her the chance.” The great lady relaxed a little.
“Then it is not too late. Miss Bennet, how can you aspire to such a position so decidedly above yourself? You will be censored and scorned.”
“I will not allow you to be treated poorly, Elizabeth. As my wife you will be under my protection, as will your family.”
“Miss Bennet, society will laugh at you, despite my nephew’s promises. He is intended for my daughter. She will not discredit him.”
“Enough, Aunt. I will marry Miss Bennet and there is nothing you can say or do to stop it.”
Elizabeth had watched the two of them go back and forth, not believing she was in such a situation. She wanted to tell Lady Catherine she could have Darcy for a son, that she did not want him, but then he had come so spiritedly to her and her family’s defense. She was not willing to accept him, but a part of her did not want to give the old dragon the satisfaction of having her way yet again. Before she could think of a reply, the older woman spoke.
“You cannot marry her, Fitzwilliam. I need you to marry Anne. She…”
There was something peculiar in her voice and Elizabeth and Darcy both looked at her. What they saw shocked them both. She looked defeated.
Lady Catherine swallowed thickly, “Anne is dying and if you do not marry her, I will lose everything when her cousin inherits.”
After some further conversation, along with Lady Catherine offering to give Elizabeth her dowry is she would agree to wait to marry Darcy after Anne dies…
Elizabeth did not think it was such a little thing. She needed to know more of Mr. Darcy.
“Would you have married Miss deBourgh if you had not met me?”
“But would you, if you had learned that this information about her health?”
“Yes, I believe so. I take my family duties very seriously. But I will not abandon you now that I have offered my troth.”
Elizabeth thought at that moment that it spoke well of him. She made her decision. It was the only sensible one to make.
“I think you should marry your cousin and protect Lady Catherine. My mother has long worried about her future once my father is gone. She has just enough from her marriage settlements to survive, but it will not be anywhere near the manner to which she has grown accustomed.”
Lady Catherine almost collapsed with relief. “I will send word to my solicitor in the morning to make the necessary changes to my will to name you as my heir.”
“That is unnecessary.”
“I gave you my promise, Miss Bennet, just as my nephew did.” Elizabeth thought she sounded offended. “My word is just as good as his. I only ask that you do not tell Anne of our agreement. Do not weigh down her conscience in what time she has left on this earth. You will have my nephew soon enough.”
Elizabeth nodded her head numbly. Had she just agreed to marry Mr. Darcy?
Apparently she had.
That should whet your appetite. I don’t expect to be far enough along to begin posting this until after the new year. This is not going to be a light and fluffy story. I will be writing about watching a person slowly die, something I have experienced myself, dealing with the aftermath of physical violence, and learning to go on with life after having your heart broken. Do not fear, only the first of these will happen to Elizabeth but she will be affected by the other two as her family is involved.
I forgot to post this before I went to bed last night. The story of my life. I am unsure I will keep this but here it is, mostly to answer the question – how did Mr. Collins die.
I intend to write another post about my thoughts for the premise for this story, and about the character of Mr. William Collins, Elizabeth’s first husband, which is really the driving force behind everything that happens. He surprised me, to be honest. But that is for another day…
Go to Letters Epilogue
I just posted the end of Letters. I do have an epilogue written, but I’m not really crazy about it like I once was. I’ll post it but it is debatable if it will stay in the final version. I do have a few loose threads to tie up and they are tied in this version. I will probably post it before I go to bet tomorrow night.
Until then, enjoy Mr. and Mrs. Darcy!
Go to Letters Part 40
This is the penultimate post before the end and the Epilogue. We’ll take it right up until the wedding day in this one. I did say they would marry quickly.
Go to Part 39