Author Life with Marcie Kremer

Oh, authors must lead such glamorous lives, people often think. Ummmm, not really—unless, that is, you are J.K. Rowling, or Gillian Flynn, who I most certainly am not! There are no fawning fans or paparazzi’s flashing cameras or limousine rides. No servants bring me breakfast in bed, (as they do for Lady Eleanor in TORCH IN THE FOREST) along with the newspapers filled with glowing reviews of my latest bestseller, or news of the latest of my books being optioned for a movie starring the latest Hollywood heartthrob, (oh, be still my heart!) a Lord Hugh look-alike, of course! GIPHY

There are, however, lots of fun real-life aspects of being an author. One is, as you’ve heard, being able to work in your pajamas, if you so choose! Just remember that if you are planning a Skype visit with a book club, you’d best change your outfit. 😊Another fun aspect is having your friends giggle about some of the scenes you wrote in your book, pretending to fan themselves to cool off, and having them wink at your husband, calling him “Lord Hugh.” (He’s not, though!)


Writing is a solitary occupation, however, most of the time. A typical day for me begins thusly…I’m an early riser, so I’m up before the sun, drinking coffee and reading the newspapers. Then I’ll check email, read publishing news, and check my blog and Twitter and Facebook and Pinterest before I settle in to write for a while.  Usually, I am writing by 6:30 or 7:00 AM with a lot of coffee.  After a bit, and very reluctantly, I tend to mundane household tasks, since I don’t have the numerous servants that Lady Eleanor has. Then, once those are done, I get back to writing, looping back to what I’d written earlier and, upon reading those words again, ask myself, “What was I thinking?” GIPHY GIPHY


It’s important to step away from the manuscript for a while, because, otherwise, life goes on without me, even though I can often fool myself into thinking what I’m writing on the page is real life! Of course, since I am married to Lord Hugh himself, my writing life blends in seamlessly with my actual life. 😊So, sometimes playing a round of golf or a taking a walk with the dear husband (Lord Hugh, as you know) or a grandbaby visit may be on the agenda for the day, but that could still leave time to write later, as well. GIPHY

We writers never stop thinking about what we’re writing, however. It’s similar to cooking—your pots are simmering on the back burners—and when you get back to the cooktop, they’re still there, but, a little different (hopefully better!) from when you left them. Speaking of cooking, at the end of the day, I’ll cook dinner, usually Italian, (no roasted peacocks or eel in verjuice!) or we may go out with friends to enjoy the evening at a favorite restaurant, with wine served—not in goblets, however, as Lady Eleanor and Lord Hugh drink theirs. One of my favorites? Merlot! GIPHY GIPHY



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Music Monday!

Lots of authors write to music, but, I can’t seem to do it! Being in the moment with my characters is key to writing, and the music would distract me, leading me down other paths of memory. We all know music evokes strong emotions, right?

That’s not to say, however, that music has no influence on my writing! Many different kinds of music definitely inspire me to write. For TORCH IN THE FOREST, musical inspirations were Jeremiah Clarke’s trumpet voluntaries:

arias from the opera La Boheme:

and (gasp!) country music:

Trumpet voluntaries have a lovely, stately sound that evoke castles and royalty, don’t you think? Princess Diana was married to the tune, as was Prince William and the Duchess of Cambridge. You can just picture it!

The aria, Che Gelida Manina (what a cold little hand!) is so romantic, because it is when Rodolfo first meets Mimi – they find each other’s hands in the dark for a first touch that is magical.

Country music is all about love and longing—and has plenty of funny and punny lyrics. “It tears me up when you go all to pieces,” for example. Country music singers and writers wear their hearts on their sleeves, as all lovers do, including Lady Eleanor and Lord Hugh, try as they might to repress and fight their longings for each other. Here’s the Possum, famous/infamous No-Show George Jones’s classic, “He Stopped Loving Her Today” (because they hung a wreath upon his door!)

Tune in to some music and see what romance it brings into your life!


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Travel Tuesday!

Medieval England, Wakefield, West Yorkshire

Ah, to travel abroad and find new experiences and create new memories! Perhaps you might travel to this special place that I’m sharing—that could be the real-life setting of Torch in the Forest, in a wooded section of England in Yorkshire in 1272. The ancestral castle, held in trust for King Henry VII by Thomas, Lord Darcy, Baron of Templehurst, was called Pontefract and had a dark history, memorialized in some of Shakespeare’s plays as “Pomfret Castle.” Seriously! His great-great-grandson, my ancestor Edward Dorsey (note the name change from Darcy to Dorsey) emigrated to the United States in the 1600’s. Oh, well, so much for castles and the titles!

Visiting castles in England or in any country is a step back into the distant past, and, if you have traveled to castles, you know well how much fun it is to imagine the lords and ladies dining in the Great Hall, casting sidelong glances at each other, trying to conceal their turbulent feelings for each other, just as Lady Eleanor and Lord Hugh do. GIPHY


When you have a chance to visit a castle in England, it is amazing to think of the thousands of people who walked or rode over the same drawbridge, across the moat, through the barbican, and into the castle. You can see in your mind’s eye the knights on horseback, rattling across the drawbridge ahead of you, their pennants held high. One of the first things you will notice, if you are American, is how amazingly old everything is and how thick castle walls are – often twelve feet thick. Of course, there are no modern conveniences, unless you are visiting a castle that the owners have renovated, and castles are cold and drafty. Those gigantic fireplaces, taller than a man, were necessary just for heat, especially in the chilly English winters. Tapestries on walls were hung not just for decoration but also for warmth. Along the walls, sconces holding tapers provide light and add to the atmosphere. The Great Hall is where all the action took place, the center of castle life, except for the kitchens, where the cooks sweated in front of fireplaces and naked kitchen boys (really – it was hot!) stirred caldrons and cleaned the mess as best they could. One humorous fact about castles is that the “buttery,” where Lord Hugh and Lady Eleanor have their first kiss – (that’s not a spoiler!) – has nothing to do with butter at all, but refers to the butts of wine – the casks – that are stored in that drafty room.

Wine was definitely consumed at most meals, along with such delicacies as stuffed, roasted peacock with the feathers still on it! It was a different time, indeed…

I hope you will have a chance to visit a castle in England or elsewhere or to return for another visit if you’ve been. It is truly a step back in time and can fuel your imagination, and who knows what romance might be kindled there?

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Reader Alert! BookBub Deal for TORCH IN THE FOREST July 10-16!

Torch Cover 2016

Ah, gentle readers, please check out (“Pray tell, what be BookBub?” Lady Eleanor asks, a quizzical expression on her face) for an amazing deal on Lady Eleanor and Lord Hugh!

Just when you thought the air conditioner was cool enough, here comes Lord Hugh…and those intense blue eyes….

Here’s the latest: Young widow Eleanor of Strathcombe has never a met a more infuriating man than her arrogant neighbor, Lord Hugh of Wykeham. First he accuses her of being responsible for the poachers running rampant, then he begins feuding with her over the control of their forest boundaries. Not about to give in to him, Eleanor strikes back. But unsettling feelings confront her as she deals with Hugh, feelings she never felt in her brief, loveless marriage.

When Lord Hugh returns from the Crusade to discover his forest is being poached upon, he’s justifiably furious. Knowing that his people would never betray him, it’s clear it must be that Lady Eleanor whose lands border his–a woman who obviously has not the faintest idea about how to run an estate and is too busy fluttering and dithering about to take care of business. Sure that she will quickly succumb to his demands, Hugh is astounded when instead the she stands up to him. And as the attraction builds between them, he’s forced to realize that his assumptions about Eleanor were all wrong. But he’ll have to learn trust to win this young widow’s heart…

Check it out, dear readers, and turn up the AC!

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Happy Independence Day!


Naturally, Lady Eleanor has no idea that the U.S.A. will exist, since she lives in England, in 1272, but, if she knew, she would laud the brave knights–er–military who have served their country well and kept it free. Eleanor knows something of bravery herself, she who confronts that arrogant Lord Hugh and the sleazy Lord Litchfield to keep her lands and even her young sister safe. Never underestimate the power of an intelligent young woman, right, dear readers? Ah, and how that intelligence can be used to further her own interests, especially that interest especially targeted at Lord Hugh….



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Happy King Kamehameha Day!

King Kamehameha Day2

Of course, Lady Eleanor has no idea Hawaii even exists, but, if she did, she would love to be there with (sigh!) Lord Hugh….The spirit of aloha, indeed…..


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Romance Around the World — in West Yorkshire, Pontrefact Castle!


Pontefract Castle



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an e.e. cummings poem for april

an e.e. cummings poem for april


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Happy Valentine’s Day and Eleanor

Valentine's Day Ah, Eleanor gazes out her window at the forest, hoping to catch a glimpse of Lord Hugh riding through the forest, but, nay, ’tis not to be. ‘Twould be so wonderful to share St. Valentine’s Day with him, even though he doth treat her like a ninny sometimes, which is completely unacceptable. She promises herself to vanquish him eventually, however, and perhaps their hearts will be united as one, but not before she has taught him a serious lesson about the poaching in the forest and her supposed mismanagement of her lands. Then he will discover what he refuses to acknowledge: her intelligence and courage — and heart….

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Eleanor and Groundhog Day


Ah, there he is, the little rascal! Eleanor can easily find the elusive groundhog, but she struggles to find the heart of that elusive, handsome Lord Hugh! Where is Lord Hugh? Hunting in the chase? And for what is he hunting? Surely not love — nay, not that cold-hearted, untrusting Lord Hugh, who condescends to her and to all women. Eleanor is quite sure, being the intelligent young woman she is, that Lord Hugh has a soft, vulnerable spot in his heart. But, alas, to find it will take all her intelligence and courage. Easier to find a groundhog, no?

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