Today I’m blogging about the Eglinton Tournament on Unusual Historicals. The tournament was the most talked-about event of 1839, caused a traffic jam of epic proportions in Scotland, allegedly bancrupted the Lords of Eglinton for generations to come, and is one of the things I researched for the Dratted Diss. 🙂
It’s my Excerpt Thursday on Unusual Historicals. If you haven’t yet read BEWITCHED, please step over and take a peep. 🙂
Last Friday the lovely Laura Vivanco posted an analysis of BEWITCHED on Teach Me Tonight. As always it’s terribly exciting to see other people discussing one of my books.
Last but not least, I’d like to pimp the blog of my former crit partners on the Ladies of Lallybroch Lit Forum, where I took my first stumbling steps in writing fiction in English. Without these lovely ladies I would have never made it this far! Not only did they teach me so much, but they also helped me to find my (English) voice. Their blog, Face the Page, is a truly wonderful project: they post weekly writing prompts, thoughts on the writer’s life, quotes from famous writers, and much more. Please have a look and say hello. 🙂
Today I’m blogging on Unusual Historicals about the Victorian medievalism (= Victorians go gaga over all things gothic). Enjoy!
Please join me at Unusual Historicals to celebrate the release of BEWITCHED. You can even win a signed copy of the book if you leave a comment or question. 🙂
How do you turn your uncle’s house blue?
What do Dunnett’s Lymond Chronicles have to do with Fox and Amy’s story?
What became the soundtrack for BEWITCHED?
And what will the horrid Green Man do to poor Alexandie?
Join the party and find out!
Knowledge is power, as we all know. There something invigorating about standing in front of a room full of eager (haha!) young people, teaching; something powerfully moving about standing in a lecture hall facing hundreds of these eager young people and feeding them with knowledge. Yet, as I came to suspect early on in my studies as a folklore minor, there is another kind of power folklore professors delight in even more – and that is icking out their students (the larger the class, the better!). For years, a guest lecturer’s descriptions of how fish soup was made in ancient times (apparently it didn’t only involve fishheads, but also leaving the pot with the soup standing in the sun for several days …) were legendary among the students of the folklore department in Mainz. And – oh! – how my own professor relished telling us all about the different medical uses of (still living) earthworms in his lecture on folk medicine. Seven years ago, I myself got a taste of this very special power when I gave a paper on healing with urine in one of my folklore classes. *g*
Today I’m exercising this very special power again: on Unusual Historicals you’ll find a post about Healing with Urine by yours truly. Enjoy! (And I wish I could see your faces when you’re reading it! *ggg*)
Yesterday was my blogging day on Unusual Historicals and I talked about snuff — why it was so popular in the Regency; how it was taken; what kind of snuffs one could buy from the tobacconist; and all the lovely things that might be found on a snuff-box. The post contains an embarrassingly large number of typos — I scribbled it down in the afternoon, after teaching, and even though I took a really long walk first (across the graveyard in Mainz …) (must take a camera next time; there are some really unusual graves to be found there, and the dim, wintry afternoon light among the large trees creates a very special atmosphere), my brain was apparently still reduced to mush. Duh.
… or rather, today Sandy posted her monthly blog on Unusual Historicals. It’s about fairy tales; the Big, Bad Wolf; fragments of ancient poetry which aren’t ancient at all; even more ancient poetry (this time from England); really strange theories; little old women; mountains and other areas far away from evil civilisation; and a mysterious, black-holish library. And sex. Did I mention sex?
And no, I still haven’t been abducted by aliens. (Though I do wonder: if you continually feel as if something heavy had dropped onto your head, does that mean the green, slimy people from outer space conducted horrible experiments with you and you’re suffering from the aftereffects?)
I’ve been busy writing guest blogs (this week I’m doing a whole series on Whine Sisters, the group blog of Kathleen Givens, Julia London and Sherry Ewing) as well as an At the Back Fence column for AAR, titled “Lascivious, Luscious Lusting”. In addition, I had (actually still have, since I’m not yet finished) a paper on “Allusion in Apitz & Kunkel’s Karl Comic Books” to prepare. I will give this at a comic conference one of my colleagues is hosting this weekend. It should be fun, and I’m sure I’ll find some time to sit in the sun and enjoy a book or two. 🙂 (Incidentally, the background story of the first Karl comic also provided a nice topic to blog about on Unusual Historicals — it’s all about Rotten Grapes!)
Speaking of books: I’ve finally overcome my reading slump, thanks to the wonderful Nora Roberts. (Of course. Who else could do it?) I read the German edition of one of her old Silhouette titles, UNFINISHED BUSINESS. Have I ever mentioned how much I love Nora’s old Silhouettes? I totally adore them! (Given that THE MACGREGOR GROOMS was my first NR book, it’s no wonder, I guess.)
Unfortunately, the books I bought on Saturday (during a shopping spree in the MTZ, the German version of a mall) turned out be less good. And I finally admitted to myself that most chick lit is simply not for me (what the heck is the appeal of pea-brained first-person-narrator heroines, who act as if they were 15-year-olds???). There are, of course, some notable exceptions. I really enjoyed the novels by Lani Diane Rich (though I’ve no clue whether these really count as chick lit) (probably not) (but who knows?)
It’s my blogging day at Unusual Historicals, and I wrote a post about the Villa under the Linden Trees, i.e. the setting for “Betrayal”. Enjoy!