Please make welcome the lovely Mary Anne Yarde! I’m delighted to have this talented author visiting us today. You’ll also get a look at her new release, The Du Lac Chronicles: Book 1. It’s one that I’m sure you’ll enjoy.
I’m serving English Breakfast tea and apple buns, so curl up in your favorite chair and lets meet Mary Anne…
MM: Welcome, Mary Anne! So happy you could be here. Describe a typical writing day. Are you a morning, afternoon, or night-owl writer?
MAY: My typical writing day starts with a fair few cups of tea and a frantic race around the house as I try to get all the housework done as quickly as I can. I cannot seem to relax into my writing unless I know that the mountain of ironing has been pressed, folded and put away! How tragic is that?
I tend to eat lunch on my feet whilst searching for my laptop. I have children and sometimes my laptop isn’t where I left it. Once recovered and any sticky finger marks wiped clean, I will head to my writing room. It is my opinion that all writers need a writing room. Even if, in my case, the said room, is in fact my bedroom. But it has a door that closes and I can listen to my apparently “appalling” music in peace.
Living in England means it tends to be chilly — at the best of times — so I always throw a blanket over my legs and huddle up under it, balancing the laptop on my knees. I know, I know…the posture police will be on to me, but hey, what can you do?
With the best will in the world — ignore my inbox and the temptation of social media — I will write for the next couple of hours!!
MM: Yes! I totally relate with the cleaning. I can’t write if the house is a mess. Can you tell us about your current work-in-progress?
MAY: I am currently working on book 2 of The Du Lac Chronicles. I am really enjoying getting back to my du Lac boys and finding out what surprises they have up their sleeves for me this time!
MM: This is exciting news, Mary Anne! What inspires you when you’re writing?
MAY: Life, history, experiences — good and bad. Music. Everything. I cannot pinpoint one thing down, as there are just too many. For me, inspiration is a bit like the Force (you know Star Wars), it is everywhere and binds the galaxy – or in my case, stories — together. I know that is a rubbish answer…“These aren’t the droids you’re looking for…move along!”
MM: Great sources of inspiration, and I love Star Wars. 🙂 What’s your favorite item on your writing desk?
MAY: I don’t actually have a desk – see question 1. But regardless of the desk situation, it has to be my laptop. I would be pretty lost without it.
MM: Invaluable! Now for some fun questions. Do you prefer…
Champagne or Beer? Neither. I don’t drink. Can we move onto the next question please…?!
Southern drawl or Scottish burr? I can trace my ancestry back to the King’s of Scotland, and I wouldn’t want to upset them, so I’ll say Scottish burr!
Kilt or Leather pants? Oh my days…Kilt wins hands down.
Print book or e-reader? I know a lot of people like the weight and the smell of a paperback, and I can understand why. However, the simplicity of e-readers means that I no longer receive that look from my husband and that incredibly annoying comment…“Really Mary, another one? ” After all these years…he still doesn’t get it.
Thanks so much for visiting my blog, Mary Anne. Wishing you all the best!
“An evocative, timeless saga of love and betrayal” Tony Riches, author of The Tudor Trilogy
AD 495, Wessex, Briton.
If all you had left was your heart, would you give it to your enemy?
A generation after Arthur Pendragon ruled, Briton lies fragmented into warring kingdoms and principalities.
The powerful Saxon King, Cerdic of Wessex, has spent the last twenty years hunting down Arthur’s noble knights. He is determined to secure his kingdom against any reprisals for killing their legendary leader. The knights who have survived the genocide are destined to spend the rest of their lives in hiding, never revealing who they really are.
The only knight who refused to be intimidated by this Saxon invader was Lancelot du Lac. Lancelot and Cerdic formed a fragile truce, but Lancelot has been dead these past eight years and it has fallen to his sons to protect Briton from the ambitions of the Saxon King.
Alden du Lac, the once king of Cerniw and son of Lancelot, has nothing. Betrayed by Cerdic, Alden’s kingdom lies in rubble, his fort razed to the ground and his brother Merton missing, presumably dead. Cerdic has had Alden tied to a post and ordered his skin to be lashed from his back. In the morning, if Alden is still alive, he is to be executed.
Annis, daughter of King Cerdic of Wessex, has been secretly in love with Alden for what seems like forever. She will not stand by and see him die. She defies father, king, and country to save the man she loves from her father’s dungeons. Alden and Annis flee Wessex together.
To the horror of Alden’s few remaining allies, he has given his heart to the daughter of his enemy. Alden’s allies see Annis, at best, as a bargaining chip to avoid war with her powerful father. At worst, they see a Saxon witch with her claws in a broken, wounded king.
Alden has one hope: When you war with one du Lac, you war with them all. His brother Budic, King of Brittany, could offer the deposed young king sanctuary—but whether he will offer the same courtesy to Annis is far less certain.
The Du Lac Chronicles Excerpt:
“You want to know if I am going to leave you here,” Alden guessed, before Annis had a chance to speak.
“Aren’t you?” Annis asked. She scuffed her toe amongst the leaves. “You have barely spoken to me since Octa arrived.” She glanced up at him and saw his lips twitch as he tried hard not to smile.
“Miss me, did you?” There was humour in his eyes; gone was the frown.
“You are intolerable,” Annis said, angry with him. It was all right for him; he wasn’t in her situation. She turned away from him. She couldn’t bear to see him laugh at her. He caught her arm and closed the distance between them. She stilled instantly and took an unsteady breath. She fancied she could feel the heat of his body against her back and she could definitely feel his breath against her neck.
“I am not leaving you here,” he whispered against her ear.
Annis had to stop herself from closing her eyes and leaning back into him. She felt his lips against the curve of her ear and she trembled, not with fear, but with longing.
“Then where?” Her voice sounded different, even to her. It was lower, huskier. Her heart picked up speed as he kissed her again. She had not known that her neck was so sensitive and that a kiss placed by her ear would travel through her body down to her toes. She hadn’t realised that it would make her skin tingle and her heart pound all the faster.
“I have no idea, but I know that I am going to keep you with me for as long as I can.”
Needing to see him, to look him in the face, she turned slowly back around. He raised his hand and gently traced the line of her jaw, feather light, with his fingers.
“Do you not think it would be better if we separated now? It will be harder later.”
He seemed to consider this, because the frown was back on his face again. “No,” he finally answered. “Saying goodbye to you is going to be hard for me, whether it is today or next year.” He laughed at himself, at their situation. Her father wanted him dead, he returned the compliment and yet he was a breath away from seducing Cerdic’s daughter, because damn it all, she was just so desirable and he was so in love with her.
“I don’t understand why you would want me around. I am nothing but a hindrance. I can’t cook. I can’t ride. I can’t do — ”
He placed his finger against her lips, silencing her. “You are nothing but a hindrance,” he agreed, but he was smiling. “But I kind of like it.”
More about Mary Anne ~
Born in Bath, England, Mary Anne Yarde grew up in the southwest of England, surrounded and influenced by centuries of history and mythology. Glastonbury—the fabled Isle of Avalon—was a mere fifteen-minute drive from her home, and tales of King Arthur and his knights were part of her childhood.
At nineteen, Yarde married her childhood sweetheart and began a bachelor of arts in history at Cardiff University, only to have her studies interrupted by the arrival of her first child. She would later return to higher education, studying equine science at Warwickshire College. Horses and history remain two of her major passions.
Yarde keeps busy raising four children and helping run a successful family business. She has many skills but has never mastered cooking—so if you ever drop by, she (and her family) would appreciate some tasty treats or a meal out!
Amazon Author’s page http://www.amazon.com/Mary-Anne-Yarde/e/B01C1WFATA/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0