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Dreamwidth and Wordpress and just making my life simpler

[sticky post] January 5th, 2017 (12:36 pm)

2017 will see me - hopefully - completing what I started in 2016, which is simplifying my online presence. My website address now relocates to my Wordpress site, where I also have an active blog, so the next step is to co-ordinate this blog and my dreamwidth one. Like many folk, I'll be heading to dreamwidth for my main blog, although I'll keep my mylodon presence for all things fandom.

Come and link up at Dreamwidth/Wordpress!

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The definitive (at present!) chronological list of Jonty and Orlando stories

May 4th, 2020 (11:58 am)

Early twentieth century:

Lessons in Love November 1905 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons in Desire August 1906 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons in Discovery  November 1906 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons in Power Spring 1907 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons in Temptation July 1907 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons in Temptation missing scene July 1907

What the Mathematician said to the Statue Summer 1907

Lessons in Seduction September 1907 Re-issue coming soon!

What the Mathematician said to the Engineer November 1907

My true love sent to me December 1907

My True Love sent to me postscript

Lessons in Trust Summer 1908 Re-issue coming soon!

Resolution January 1909

Lessons for Suspicious Minds Summer 1909.

On the occasion of their anniversary November 1909

Wetting the baby's head missing scene, November 1909

Bloody Mathematicians Spring 1910

Lessons for Idle Tongues Summer 1910

May our days be merry and bright Winter 1910

A fit employment for a gentleman Summer 1912 (crossover 'fanfic')

Once we won matches Aug 1912

Ring in the New December 1913

Game of Chance 1916

All Lessons Learned Spring 1919 Re-issue coming soon!

Lessons for Survivors, Autumn 1919

Lessons for Sleeping Dogs 1921

The Boy from Kings 1932

A random collection of silly things:

The Inadvertent Adventures of Johnny Stewart, Jonty's great-nephew.

Orlando's opinion on Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake.

Pride, Prejudice and all the rest.

Drabbles 1 Edwardian

Drabbles 2 Edwardian

Splitting Infinitives Edwardian, crossover 'fanfic'

Ten plus five plus eight = twenty three Edwardian crossover 'fanfic'

Love Letters, 1911 to 2011

Lessons in Disco 2010

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Opinions needed, please

September 21st, 2018 (04:06 pm)

The multi-talented (I'd hate her for it if I didn't love her so much) Alex Beecroft is whizzing up a cover for the next Cambridge Fellows novella. Please can you tell me which you prefer - we'll call them, in order, red white and blue!

Pictures to be found here.

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Are we not lovely?

September 20th, 2018 (07:55 pm)

The UK Meet team for the 2018 event in all their glory.

team 2018

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Another new cover!

September 20th, 2018 (05:01 pm)

This time it's the Endeavour artwork for Lessons for Idle Tongues. Nice, ain't it?

Lessons For Idle Tongues

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Getting back to normal

September 19th, 2018 (11:21 am)

Having started to recover post UK Meet (I didn't realise how much of my time and my brain it had eaten until it finished), I keep having thoughts like, "You've not updated your website in ages!" "You've signed up for a book fair but haven't ordered author copies!" and other useful things.

If you spot anything that's out of date, on my website or elsewhere, please let me know. I have appointed this wildcat kitten to say thank you in advance.


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Lessons in Love on offer again

September 17th, 2018 (03:23 pm)

Always good to see the old warhorse, first of the Cambridge Fellows stories and the real start of all this writing malarkey, on offer at kindle.

Lessons in Love

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Charlie's newsletter

September 14th, 2018 (07:57 pm)

Back from last weekend’s UK Meet feeling enthused and inspired. It’s amazing what time spent with readers and authors can do: I’ve started to write my story for Alex Jane’s Advent Calendar event and I’ve got my plotlines clear for the Cambridge Fellows story I’ll be releasing later in the year.


I’ll be doing some Kindle special price events on Lessons in Loving thy Murderous Neighbour and Lessons in Chasing the Wild Goose in the run up to launching Lessons in don’t-actually-have-a-title-yet-even-if-I-have-the-plot!

I’ve booked a place at the Southsea library signing event on November 15th so if you happen to be in the area, please drop in and say hello. I’ll have sweeties to share.

Lessons for Survivors will be relaunching from Endeavour on October 20th with a shiny new cover.

So this week’s excerpt clearly has to come from there!

“Stand still.”
“I am standing still.”
“You aren’t. You’re jiggling about like a cat after a pigeon.” Jonty Stewart made a final adjustment to Orlando Coppersmith’s tie, then stood back to admire his efforts. “I think that’s passable.”
“You should wear your glasses, then you wouldn’t have to go back so far. You can’t use that old excuse about your arms getting shorter so you have to hold the paper farther away.” Orlando turned to the mirror, the better to appreciate the perfectly tied knot. “Faultless. Thank you.”
The hallway of Forsythia Cottage benefited from the full strength of the morning sun through the windows and fanlight, enough for even the vainest creatures to check every inch of their appearance in the mirror before they sauntered out onto Madingley Road. Still, what would the inhabitants of Cambridge say to see either Jonty or Orlando less than immaculate, especially on a day such as this?
“It’s as well you had me here to help, or else you’d have disgraced yourself and St. Bride’s with it.” Jonty smiled, picking at his friend’s jacket. If there were any specks on it, Orlando had to know they were far too small for Jonty to see without his glasses. “I’m so proud of you. Professor Coppersmith. It will have a lovely ring to it.”
Orlando nodded enthusiastically, sending a dark curl springing rebelliously up, a curl that needed to be immediately flattened, although even the Brilliantine he employed recognised it was fighting a losing battle.
His hair might have been distinctly salt and pepper, but he was still handsome, lean but not angular, nor running to fat like some of his contemporaries. He’d turned forty when the Great War still had a year to run, so there was a while yet before he hit the half century. Jonty was a year closer to that milestone and never allowed to forget it. “I won’t believe it until I see the first letter addressed to me by that title.”
“Conceit, thy name is Coppersmith.” Jonty nudged his friend aside and attended to his own tie. Silver threads lay among his own ruddy-gold hair now, and the blue eyes were framed with fine lines. He knew he could still turn a few heads and young women told him he was handsome. If the young women concerned were his nieces . . . well, that didn’t invalidate their opinions.
Orlando snorted. “Conceit? That’s a case of the pot calling the kettle black.” He slicked back his hair again, frowning.
“You seem unusually pensive, even for the new Forster Professor of Mathematics.” Jonty stopped his grooming, turned, and drew his hand down Orlando’s face, remapping familiar territory. Coppersmith and Stewart. Stewart and Coppersmith. They went together like Holmes and Watson, Hero and Leander, or strawberries and cream. Colleagues, friends, lovers, and amateur detectives, they were partners in every aspect of their lives, and neither of them entirely sure whether the detection or the intimacy was the most dangerous part.
“I was just thinking how sad it is that neither your parents nor my grandmother are here today.” Orlando fiddled with his tiepin, at which Jonty slapped his hand away and straightened the offending object once more.
“Leave that alone. I’d only just got it right.” Jonty stuffed a hat into Orlando’s hands—not the one he was going to wear today, but one he could twist nervously to his heart’s content, with no damage done. “Perhaps it’s as well they’re not here for your inaugural lecture. They might have had to put on a magnificent act to cover their boredom. Computable numbers? Hardly the stuff of gripping entertainment.” Jonty smiled, trying to keep his lover’s spirits up.

And finally apparently the dust in the air, due to the dry weather over the continent, has been giving us the recent spectacular sunsets and skies. Here's a corker from last month, seen over Cochrane Central.


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New cover for Lessons for Survivors

September 12th, 2018 (04:18 pm)

Out from Endeavour on October 20th and looking very handsome.

Lessons for Survivors

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World war one commemoration - local war graves

September 11th, 2018 (08:08 pm)

Today I was doing my stint tidying the war graves at my local church, so wanted to post about one of the chaps I look after and researched a few years back. The other WWI casualty will follow.

Edwin Charles Andrews

Second lieutenant Edwin Charles Andrews is the last name listed on the war memorial in St. John’s church and his grave can be found in the churchyard. According to the 1893 census, he was born in Nursling and is listed as living with his parents William C Andrews (a groom coachman) and Emily Andrews (dressmaker). Emily was local, but William may have come from either Fordingbridge or Nursling, depending upon whether you believe the 1911 or 1901 census records. In 1911 the family was living at Sudbury Villa, Rownhams, but Edwin wasn’t there the night the census was taken – so far I’ve yet to find out where he was.

Enlisting at the outbreak of war in 1914, Edwin landed in France on 9th March 1915 then served in France for two years with 17th Battalion The London Regiment. He received a commission in November 1917 and subsequently served with the 8th Battalion of the Royal West Kents. The London Gazette of 23rd November 1917 states (from the War Office), “The under mentioned cadets to be temporary 2nd Lieutenants 31 October 1917: Royal West Kent Regiment - Edwin Charles Andrews.” His battalion was in action during the German offensive of spring 1918 – in April 1918 he was invalided suffering from the effects of poison gas. On the 19th May he returned home on the Hospital Ship 'Princess Elizabeth' and was at various hospitals where his condition continued to give cause for concern. After further protracted deterioration 2nd Lt. Andrews died at the Military Hospital, Netley on 12th August. His parents are recorded as living at Peartree Avenue, Woolston. The record of his will says that Edwin was living at Stapleton, 27 Obelisk Road Woolston. He left £172 6s 10d to his mother.

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