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February 29, 2016

Land of Shadows Book Drawing

I wanted to remind you all that there is still one more day in which to enter the drawing for a free signed copy of Priscilla Royal’s newest medieval mystery, Land of Shadows. You just have to go to my blog and post a comment—as simple as that. Here is the link. http://sharonkaypenman.com/blog/?p=647
And I have good news to share with my British readers. Head of Zeus, the British publisher of my mysteries, is bringing out The Queen’s Man in a new paperback edition in two weeks. That means that all four of the mysteries will be available to my British readers in both the e-book and the paperback format.
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Published on February 29, 2016 16:45

February 28, 2016

Game of Thrones Again

An apology about apologizing is a bit odd, but I am sorry about having to keep explaining my long absence from Facebook. I see an orthopedist this week, so I am hoping I’ll soon be able to resume my regular posts. Assuming that Uhred will cooperate, of course. Despite a visit yesterday from the Geek Squad, he continues to give me grief, infuriating in a brand-new computer. He’s been so obnoxious that I am going to rename him again; Uhtred even on his worst days was not this infuriating. At the moment, one name I am considering is Diablo.; the others are unprintable.
Here is an interesting article about GRRM’s plans for his last two books. Apparently we who watch the HBO series and read the books too are in for whiplash. It will certainly be weird to read about characters that have already been killed off on HBO.
http://www.ew.com/article/2016/02/25/...
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Published on February 28, 2016 13:52

February 20, 2016

To Kill a Mockingbird

Two of the brightest literary lights were extinguished this week---America’s Harper Lee and the acclaimed Italian novelist, Umberto Eco. I imagine most of my readers have read To Kill a Mockingbird or have seen the film of the same name. I almost always prefer the book to the film, but this was one of the rare cases when the book and film were equally compelling. I tried to read the controversial prequel, Go set a Watchman, but although I could detect her voice, it did not really work for me, and I have yet to finish it. Am I alone in this reaction? But I can always find something new in a rereading of Mockingbird. Here is an interesting article about the impact that this novel has had on its readers over the years. http://www.cnn.com/2016/02/19/opinion... I definitely do not agree with Flannery O’Conner’s acerbic assessment, despite being a fan of her own writing.
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Published on February 20, 2016 14:42

February 15, 2016

Two queens with nothing in common

Still catching up with historical posts….and cursing the snow.
On February 13, 1177, Henry and Eleanor’s youngest daughter, Joanna, was wed in Palermo to William, the King of Sicily and then crowned as his consort. She was all of eleven years old. It is hard for us to imagine sending children off to foreign lands to marry strangers at such young ages, but this was the way of life for the highborn in the MA. Surely some parents must have felt some qualms, though, for the safety or wellbeing of their daughters. Some of these marriages were happy ones; Joanna’s older sister Leonora came to love her husband, the King of Castile. Some were not as successful and some brought only misery to the young brides; surely the worst case was that of Agnes, daughter of Louis VII of France, sent off to wed the son of the Byzantine emperor at age eight; her young husband would be murdered and she would be forced to wed his killer, a man whose reign was so brutal that the citizens of Constantinople rose up against him and he fled the city with his favorite concubine and his little French bride. He was later captured and died rather gruesomely, but Agnes was spared.
Joanna encountered no such horrors in Sicily and was well treated by her husband, although he did keep a harem of Saracen slave girls. She would be widowed young, imprisoned by the man who usurped her husband’s throne, and then rescued by her brother Richard and accompanied him on crusade. Here is the account by Roger de Hoveden of Joanna’s introduction to her new life in Sicily. It had been a rough trip for her; she’d been escorted into Poitou by her eldest brother Hal, and then Richard escorted her all the way to St Gilles, where she was turned over to the Sicilian envoys. On the voyage, she’d suffered so severely from seasickness that the fleet had to hand at Naples and continue on land. But she was given a magnificent welcome into Palermo.
“The whole city welcomed them, and lamps, so many and so large, were lighted up, that the city almost seemed to be on fire…for it was by night that they entered the city of Palermo. The said daughter of the King of England was then escorted, mounted on one of the king’s horses, and resplendent with regal garments, to a certain palace, that there she might in becoming state await the day of her marriage and coronation.
After the expiration of a few days, the before-named daughter of the King of England was married to William, King of Sicily, and solemnly crowned at Palermo, in the royal chapel there, in the presence of Gilles, Bishop of Evreux and the envoys of the King of England.”
That same day William issued a charter in Joanna’s favor, providing generously for her dowry, describing her as “the maiden Joanna, of royal blood, and the most illustrious daughter of Henry, the mighty king of the English, to the end that her fidelity and chaste affection may produce the blessings of the married state.”

And on February 13, 1542, silly little Catherine Howard became yet another victim of her husband’s monstrous ego. When Henry VIII discovered that she’d had a colorful past prior to their marriage, he was so outraged that he pushed a bill of attainder through Parliament making it treason for an “unchaste” woman to marry the king, then sent Catherine to the Tower, where she was beheaded on this date. In the past, we’ve talked of Jane Grey, who paid with her life for her family’s all-consuming ambition. So did Catherine Howard, although she had none of Jane’s intelligence or education, which makes her pathetic story all the sadder. Marriage to the aging, ailing, hot-tempered Henry was more than punishment enough for any sins of her feckless youth. Despite the legend, though, she did not say that she died the Queen of England but would rather have died the wife of Thomas Culpepper. Those about to be executed in Tudor England did not make defiant gallows speeches, wanting to spare their family from royal retribution. But Catherine really did ask for the block to be brought to her the night before her execution; she wanted to practice kneeling and putting her head upon it so she would be sure to do it correctly come the morning. How pitiful is that?
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Published on February 15, 2016 10:38

February 14, 2016

Game of Thrones Speculation

Greetings from the frozen tundra of the Jersey Pinelands. This may seem like “normal” to my friends and readers in the Midwest or Canada, but we are not accustomed to temperatures that might a polar bear pause. I hope everyone in the path of this polar vortex kept safe and warm this weekend. Looking ahead to April, although it seems light-years away today, here is some speculation about the coming season of Game of Thrones. We readers of the series are going to be at a disadvantage this season, for we will no longer know what is coming. And that is not a good thing for those of us with delicate sensibilities—Red Wedding, anyone? Now we are all in the same leaky boat, having no idea what Master Martin and the HBO scriptwriters will inflict upon their long-suffering characters next. http://www.ew.com/article/2016/02/12/...
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Published on February 14, 2016 12:23

February 11, 2016

Elizabeth of York

I am still dealing with back pain, so my Facebook time continues to be limited, to my dismay. It is also obscenely cold here right now, so I am –like many of you—counting down the days till spring. I will probably be suffering withdrawal pangs, too, now that the football season is over. I can’t say the Super Bowl game itself was enthralling, but I was happy to see Peyton get his Hollywood ending, and I am sure the Panthers will be back. I thought the commercials were generally lackluster, though. Am I the only one who thought the monkey-puppy-baby was sort of creepy? And what was up with those singing sheep???
On the good news front, the new laptop, Uhtred, has been on his good behavior lately and so has Spock, his back-up QB, as I like to think of him. And the deadline dragon doesn’t like the cold any more than I do, so he has been hibernating lately instead of giving me grief. Now on to history!
February 11th, 1466 was the birthday of the first child of Edward IV and Elizabeth Woodville, known to history as Elizabeth of York. We know her story and it is a sad one. At least from the outside, her marriage to Henry Tudor seems to have turned out better than she probably expected, given the circumstances and the fact that she had the Mother-in-law from Hell. (And I do not say that with Tudor bias, for I think Eleanor of Aquitaine was a Mother-in-law from Hell, too.) What little evidence there is indicates that Bess’s beauty and charm helped thaw Tudor’s hard heart. I like to think so, anyway. She was devoted to her children and I hope they gave her comfort for the loss of her Yorkist family. She had seven, and the sorrow of losing four of them. Even in an age in which childhood was a precarious time, that is more than her share of tragedy. It is interesting to speculate whether her son Henry’s life might have taken a better turn had she lived, for he was said to be devoted to her and cherished her memory. A kind-hearted woman, she would have been an influence for good. But she died on February 11th, 1503, nine days after giving birth to her seventh child, a little girl who died the day before she did. It was her thirty-eighth birthday.
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Published on February 11, 2016 14:07

February 8, 2016

Land of Shadows

At long last, I have a new blog up, an interview with one of my favorite mystery writers, Priscilla Royal, who has a new novel out, Land of Shadows. Here is the link. http://sharonkaypenman.com/blog/?p=647
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Published on February 08, 2016 18:20

INTERVIEW WITH PRISCILLA ROYAL

I am very pleased to welcome Priscilla Royal back to my blog for a discussion of her latest novel, Land of Shadows, the twelfth book in her mystery series set in thirteenth century England.    This is good news for any readers who’ve not yet discovered her books; finding a new author who has an extensive backlist is always a blessing for book lovers.   In the interest of full disclosure, Priscilla is a long-time friend.   She is also a very gifted writer who shares our deep-rooted love of history, understanding that our past was someone else’s present; credit where due to the historian David McCullough for that apt turn of phrase.    Priscilla has also generously agreed to offer a signed copy of Land of Shadows for a book drawing; anyone who posts a comment on this blog is automatically entered and eligible to win.

Tell us about your latest book.


Land of Shadows is a mystery, but it is also a tale of generational change, the complications that brings, and the tragedy of condemning the innocent along with the guilty. In March 1279, the queen has just given birth at Woodstock Manor, while Prioress Eleanor’s father is dying. Richard, her nephew, anticipates the arrival of his own father, a man he hardly knows, and dreads divulging a secret that will set them further apart. Brother Thomas is horrified to discover that Father Eliduc, his nemesis, has a troubling hold over young Richard. Elsewhere in England, hundreds of Jewish families also mourn, their loved ones accused of money clipping and hanged with little concern for truth. With their property looted and confiscated to enrich King Edward, poverty sharpens the agony of their loss. Violence always begets violence. When one of the queen’s ladies is found hanged, Prioress Eleanor and her monk are dragged away from their own sorrows to right a wrong and find a killer before another innocent is hanged for a crime not committed. Sons struggle with sons. Power shifts from one generation to another. What is the meaning of justice in a world turned upside down?


Why did you choose this particular point in history?


History is full of periods when prejudice is used for political gain. In the late 1270s, the mood of Christian Europe turned ugly as the crusades went badly, and the Jewish community became a scapegoat. Jews were hated as avaricious money lenders, foreign, and stubborn in refusing to convert from their faith. Politics joined hands with bigotry as kings sought to gain favor with popes and barons by persecuting the Jews, and Edward I wasn’t about to be left behind. In Sanctity of Hate, I dealt with one of his first anti-Semitic laws, but the sweeping night arrests for the treasonous act of coin clipping was lethal in 1278 and 1279. There was no doubt that some Jews did clip coins, but 13th century English Christians, who also committed the crime, suffered only token punishment. Hundreds of English Jews, men and women, were hanged with little regard for the truth of their circumstances. When the king discovered that many had been condemned based on planted evidence, he did stop the executions although he still made sure he benefited financially for such mercy.


You have said in the past that you would never write a real historical character. Yet Edward’s wife, Queen Eleanor, has a cameo appearance in this book. What made you change your mind?


Well, you have been hinting subtly! I also wrote my way into a corner and was unable to escape giving the queen a brief appearance. The murders in Woodstock occur when Eleanor of Castile is recovering from childbirth. Would she really not bother to thank Prioress Eleanor, a woman who left her own father’s death bed to catch a dangerous murderer? Maybe this meeting could have been done off-stage, but somehow that seemed like a cheap trick. So the two Eleanors meet, an event that gives my prioress pause even when she knows she has been honored. Although Eleanor of Castile was a charming woman, she also knew how best to use others to her advantage. Iron hand in velvet glove and all that. So my Eleanor has reason to worry about the future, now that the queen has met and evaluated her for future use.


Brother Thomas’ evolution in the series has been interesting. Would you talk a bit about the changes your auburn-haired monk has gone through?


In the beginning, Brother Thomas presented a problem. He was an excellent co-sleuth for Prioress Eleanor, but I was beginning to fear they were too perfect a couple. I did not want my two religious to discover a less than chaste joy in the monastic hayloft. Dear Thomas solved this for me by whispering in my ear as I fell asleep one night: “Don’t worry. I’m gay!” Fully awake, I turned to my fictional character, who was very chuffed with himself, and replied: “Do you have any idea how much research this forces me to do?” But the reading and pondering has been fascinating because medieval sexuality was primarily centered on who was supposed to do what to whom and when. The term “sodomy” covered a multitude of unacceptable sexual acts, and the concept of homosexuality simply didn’t exist. Gay men and women often did contract the obligatory marriages while doing what heterosexuals did to ease unsatisfying unions: they found sexual and emotional outlets elsewhere. After several books, Brother Thomas has finally recovered from the emotional trauma described early on and may have finally found a man who loves him. But Thomas is still a monk and honors his vows. Durant allows himself to “sin” with men anonymously, but “seducing” a monk is a “sin” he cannot countenance. It is a complex situation I’ll find challenging to resolve without resorting to pat answers. In the end, the realities of the era must be honored, but I promised my auburn-haired monk I would not provide a resolution that that did not respect the ways gay men and women have always found to “hide in plain sight”.


Why did you choose clerical sleuths and the Order you did?


First, I love to share surprises I discover while reading about the Middle Ages. I picked the Order of Fontevraud because it was a double house of men and woman, run by a woman. In the medieval era, women were not the equal of men. They were there to serve. So why was such an Order, and a very successful one at that, allowed to exist and how would a woman rule men effectively? Prioress Eleanor illustrates. I also chose religious sleuths over secular ones because the liege lord of a secular sleuth is a noble or a king. Religious sleuths speak to a higher authority. The Church and State were in constant war over power and wealth, but each usually respected the other’s traditional authority. Prioress Eleanor has the power of justice over those in her fiefdom, the priory. Outside, the monastic walls, she has moral authority. In the world of Edward I’s England, the rule of law was just beginning to be codified. Some leeway was possible for individual punishment. Like Brother Cadfael, the inspiration for my sleuths, Eleanor and Thomas seek a more perfect justice because their God is perfect.


What are you working on next?


With each new book in a long series comes the worry that it will not be fresh enough or very good. But I try to avoid that by posing myself a plot or character problem in each mystery. With the current work-in-progress, now called The Proud Sinner, I was inspired by Agatha Christie’s book, And Then There Were None, in which all the suspects die. Of course, there is no way I could match the mastery of a plot genius, but I loved her misdirections and wanted to try some of my own. My new story is a winter tale of seven abbots, all of whom dislike each other, who are stranded at Tyndal Priory after one falls ill and dies. Much to Prioress Eleanor’s horror, others begin to die as well, and even Sister Anne is perplexed. Of course, there are other problems in the book besides the murders. Crowner Ralf must deal with his hated brother, Abbot Odo, who is in the abbatial party and may be a suspect. Gracia, Eleanor’s maid, must decide whether to leave the priory or take vows. Brother Thomas has been dealt yet another emotional blow. But I have shown some mercy to characters in the book. All is well with Prioress Eleanor’s cat…


How can readers contact you?


Should anyone have questions about my books, they can reach me through my website at www.priscillaroyal.com. And I am one of several mystery writers blogging on The Lady Killers at www.theladykillers.typepad.com.


Thank you so much, Sharon, for inviting me to your blog. Your books have been an inspiration and a pleasure for so long. I am honored to be one of your interviewees!


Thank you, Priscilla, for agreeing to do this interview.   By now, reading one of your novels is like visiting with old friends, with the added suspense of knowing there is a murderer in our midst.   I had to read Land of Shadows in one sitting, and I will wager that most of you will do the same.

February 8, 2016

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Published on February 08, 2016 18:12

February 7, 2016

Super Bowl musings

I hope that all of my American friends and readers enjoy the Super Bowl; I don’t know if they televise it in other countries, but it wouldn’t surprise me. I confess I’m enough of a sentimentalist to hope Peyton gets his Hollywood ending and rides off into the sunset a winner. But I harbor no bad feelings for Cam and the Panthers, so I wouldn’t be heartbroken if they win what will probably be the first of many such wins. And yes, there are a few teams whom I would begrudge a SB win no matter who they were playing; since many of you know I am an Eagles fan, you can probably guess the identity of one of those teams.
On the historical front, my favorite non-medieval king, Charles II, died on February 6th, 1685. Charles would make a great character in a novel and I am sorry I won’t be able to give him an extended turn on center stage. But you can spend time with him in Priya Parmer’s excellent novel about his most famous mistress, Nell Gwyn. http://www.amazon.com/Exit-Actress-No...
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Published on February 07, 2016 13:22

February 5, 2016

A worthy cause

In the past, many of my readers have donated to Gracie’s Gifts, a very worthwhile cause that grew out of one of life’s greatest wounds---the loss of a child. Here is the message again as the new drive has started. Anyone interested in providing blankets for babies in need can contact Patrice Batyski via her Facebook page or me.
GRACIE'S GIFTS

On March 6, 2002, my granddaughter Gracie was born with fatal osteogenesis imperfecta (brittle bone disease). She lived a precious 19 hours.
While in the hospital, Gracie received a home-made blanket, Every year, on March 6, in Gracie's honor, my daughter Holly collects new blankets - store-bought and home-made, and donates them to Temple University Hospital's maternity ward. Temple encompasses the poorest section of Philadelphia, and these blankets are sometimes the only new item the baby receives.
We are looking forward to collecting 1,000 blankets to donate. Any new blankets, store bought or hand made, will be greatly appreciated.
Thank you for your past and continued generosity.
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Published on February 05, 2016 18:58

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