Heroine of the Weekend

This week's heroine is women's rights pioneer Susan B. Anthony (February 15, 1820--March 13, 1906), who died on this date 104 years ago. Some good biographical info can be found at the Susan B. Anthony House website--I thought we'd look at some favorite Susan B. quotes here...

Independence is happiness.

Men their rights and nothing more; women their rights and nothing less.

Failure is impossible.

The older I get, the greater power I seem to have to help the world; I am like a snowball--the further I am rolled the more I gain.

It was we, the people; not we, the white male citizens; nor yet we, the male citizens; but we, the whole people, who formed the Union.

The fact is, women are in chains, and their servitude is all the more debasing because they do not realize it.

Modern invention has banished the spinning wheel, and the same law of progress makes the woman of today a different woman from her grandmother.

It would be ridiculous to talk of male and female atmospheres, male and female springs or rains, male and female sunshine...how much more ridiculous is it in relation to mind, to soul, to thought, where there is as undeniably no such thing as sex, to talk of male and female education and of male and female schools.

There is not the woman born who desires to eat the bread of dependence, no matter whether it be from the hand of father, husband, or brother; for any who does so eat her bread places herself in the power of the person from whom she takes it.

Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputation and social standing, never can bring about a reform. Those who are really in earnest must be willing to be anything or nothing in the world's estimation, and publicly and privately, in season and out, avow their sympathy with despised and persecuted ideas and their advocates, and bear the consequences.

I can't say the college-bred woman is the most contented woman. The broader her mind the more she understands the unequal conditions between men and women, the more she chafes under a government that tolerates it.

What you should say to outsiders is that a Christian has neither more nor less rights in our Association than an atheist. When our platform becomes too narrow for people of all creeds and of no creeds, I myself shall not stand upon it.

I always distrust people who know so much about what god wants them to do to their fellows.

Before mothers can be rightly held responsible for the vices and crimes, for the general demoralization of society, they must possess all possible rights and powers to control the conditions and circumstances of their own and their children's lives.

Bicycling has done more to emancipate women than any one thing in the world. It gives her a feeling of self-reliance and independence the moment she takes her seat; and away she goes, the picture of untrammeled womanhood.

Contest!

My friend author Emily Bryan has a fabulous contest going on at her blog! (Which includes a $100 bookstore gift card). Go and check it out...

Portrait Friday

Today's Portrait is Anne Hyde, Duchess of York, first wife of James II and mother of Mary II and Queen Anne (artist Peter Lyly, 1660s)

Things I Love Thursday

Last weekend I got to see Alice in Wonderland, which I had been excited about for a long time! (I love that story in all its wonderful weirdness...). I have to admit I was a bit disappointed. The story seemed sort of half-baked, as if Tim Burton spent so much time on the look of the movie he forgot stuff like character and plot arc. :) But those aesthetics, especially the costumes, were not at all disappointing! I especially loved Anne Hathaway's White Queen gown and want one like it...

What I'm Reading Today

I have 3 books going this week--a research book, a paranormal YA, and I decided to reward myself for finishing some revisions by actually reading a romance from my tottering TBR pile! (a rare treat these days). What are you reading today?

Hottie Monday

It feels like a good Monday for some Historical Hotties....

Sunday Historical Etsy Find

This week--a reproduction miniature eye portrait of Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire! It can be found here at A Double Grace



You can read a bit about the history of romantic, rare eye portraits here...

Heroine of the Weekend

This weekend in history is rich in heroines' anniversaries! Louisa May Alcott died on this date in 1888, and almost 100 years later Georgia O'Keefe died in 1986. I love both these women and their work, but I decided to look at a woman I didn't know much about, Norwegian author Camilla Collett, who died March 6, 1895. Her novel The District Governor's Daughters is considered Norwegian literature's "first modern novel" as well as one of it's first feminist works. In A History of Norwegian Literature (ed. Harald Beyer) the novel is described as "a demand for the emotional and intellectual liberation of women" and "a breakthrough for the cause of sexual equality in Norway."

Collett was born in Kristiansand, on the southern coast of Norway, in 1813 to a well-known, well-connected family (her brother was poet Henrik Wergeland). In 1817 the family settled in the town of Eidsvoll when her father, Nikolai Wergeland, was appointed the Lutheran pastor there. Nikolai was a progressive man, very involved in the independence movement (Norway declared its independence from Sweden and Denmark in 1814), who believed his daughter should be as well-educated as his son. She went to the Herrnhut Institute to study, while her brother (5 years older than her) became a celebrated literary figure whose poetry and plays celebrated Norwegian identity, which not everyone appreciated. He carried on a long feud with one of his fiercest critics, Johan Sebastian Welhaven. What made this feud even more scandalous was that Camilla was becoming romantically involved with Welhaven! This romance eventually cooled, and they each went on to marry others.

In 1834, Camilla went to France to study literature, and in 1841 she married Jonas Peter Collett (who was over 40 years her senior, and a high-ranking government minister!). Her brother died in 1845, and her husband in 1851, leaving her alone in the world with 2 young sons and financial difficulties. She soon after moved to Copehagen and wrote her novel, The District Governor's Daughters. It was published anonymously in 1854-55, and tells the tale of Sofie Ramm, who falls in love with Georg Kold, a tutor to her younger brother. The young lovers believe marriage should be based on love and not on family arrangements, but they are torn apart and Sofie forced to marry another, which leads to a life of misery. The introduction to the English translation (published in 1992) calls it a "portrait of the rigid Scandanavian society of the period," and remarks on its influence on the plays of Ibsen. It says, "Stylistically it bridges romanticism and realism...Jane Austen's comedies of manners and Charlotte Bronte's headstrong heroines coliding with Victorian ethics of female self-sacrifice."

It was also the first work in Norwegian literature to center on the lives of women at a time when women in Norway had almost no legal rights. A History of Norwegian Literature states, "she demanded a change of attitude, an understanding of the woman's heart. Into this she flung all her glowing passion, writing with bitterness and sympathy and an amazing boldness."

Camilla lived out the rest of her life in a variety of European cities like Stockholm, Berlin, and Paris, writing works of non-fiction and political essays. In 1885 she returned to Norway, and at her 80th birthday party in 1895 she was escorted by Ibsen himself. She died March 6, 1895.

Sources:
Beyer, Harald, ed. A History of Norwegian Literature (New York University Press, 1956)
Collett, Camilla, The District Governor's Daughters (Norvik Press, 1992)

Friday Contest

I'm over at the Grand Central blog today, talking about St. Patrick's Day a bit early and giving away a copy of Countess of Scandal! Drop in and say hi...

Poetry Friday

Tomorrow (March 6) marks the birthday of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, born in 1806! Happy birthday to one of my favorite poets...

The Lady's Yes

" Yes !" I answered you last night ;

" No !" this morning, Sir, I say !

Colours, seen by candle-light,

Will not look the same by day.

When the tabors played their best,

Lamps above, and laughs below —

Love me sounded like a jest,

Fit for Yes or fit for No !

Call me false, or call me free —

Vow, whatever light may shine,

No man on your face shall see

Any grief for change on mine.

Yet the sin is on us both —

Time to dance is not to woo —

Wooer light makes fickle troth —

Scorn of me recoils on you !

Learn to win a lady's faith

Nobly, as the thing is high ;

Bravely, as for life and death —

With a loyal gravity.

Lead her from the festive boards,

Point her to the starry skies,

Guard her, by your truthful words,

Pure from courtship's flatteries.

By your truth she shall be true —

Ever true, as wives of yore —

And her Yes, once said to you,

SHALL be Yes for evermore.

To Bed a Libertine!

TBAL is available now on eHarlequin! This was such a fun story to write--the Greek Muse of erotic poetry, Erato, comes to Regency London...

Things I Love Thursday: Oscar Predictions

This weekend is the Academy Awards, yay! I always look forward to this every year, not because the ceremony is so exciting (it's waaaaay too long, of course, and most of the winners entirely too predictable!). I like to see the clothes, and to see how I do in the Oscar prediction pool. Let's take a look at the picks for this year (with some cranky opinions thrown in):

Picture: There are TEN choices this year (in theory--IMO this was not a good move. It dilutes the prestige of the award, and everyone knows of the 10 there are only really 5, and of the 5 only 2 have a big chance. Plus--there was room for The Blindside but not Bright Star?? Fail!). It seems to come down to these two, Avatar and The Hurt Locker. I have great technical admiration for both films but no great love for either. I think Avatar will sweep all the tech awards and rightly so, but I think Hurt Locker for Best Picture. It could go either way. If it was up to me, I would give it to An Education of the nominees, though Bright Star was my favorite film of the year.

Director: Kathryn Bigelow for The Hurt Locker, and about time a woman wins it, too.

Actor: Jeff Bridges for Crazy Heart, which I have not seen. I have no strong opinions in this category...

Actress: Sandra Bullock in The Blind Side. I would vote for Meryl Street or Carey Mulligan, because they are awesome and I have an irrational dislike of Bullock!

Supporting Actor: Christoph Waltz. Much deserved, he was phenomenal, but it might be nice to see Christopher Plummer get some recognition. (And IMO Stanley Tucci should have been nominated for his great turn as Paul Child in Julie and Julia and not the widely-panned Lovely Bones)

Supporting Actress: Mo'Nique. Again, a category where I have no strong opinions, and Mo'Nique is widely praised for her work. The Supporting categories are such a lock this year, if anyone else wins it will be a shocker. (Quick note--I love Maggie Gyllenhaal, but have heard this performance is not her best. I might have liked to see Diane Kruger in there. I've always loved her fashion sense, but her new-found acting chops in Basterds was amazing)

Original Screenplay: Basterds--it re-writes WWII!

Adapted Screenplay: Up in the Air (which seemed a favorite for Best Picture for a while)

Animated Movie: Up (I do have an opinion on this one! I think I'm the only person who didn't care for Up at all. I would vote for the charming Princess and the Frog, and I would vote for Almost There for Best Song, too)

Foreign Language Film: The White Ribbon. I only recently had a chance to see this, it's gorgeous-looking and harrowing and scary....

Costume: I'm weird, I know, but this is one of my very favorite categories! It's a good one this year, too, really you couldn't go wrong with any of the nominees. I think it will be Young Victoria, which I loved, but I would give the edge to Bright Star.

Now it's your turn! What are your choices?

What I'm Reading Today

Since I finished my latest revisions AND finished scoring RITA books, I decided to treat myself to a novel from my TBR pile! This is such a fun, Austen-esque historical mystery....

Riskies Tuesday

It's Tuesday so I must be at the Riskies! Be sure and join us over there--I'm talking about my March releases, Scandalous Brides and To Bed a Libertine, and giving away copies of each...

Sunday Historical Etsy Find

I spend way too much time looking around on Etsy for fun, beautiful items, so I decided to I should share the time-wasteage! Every Sunday I'll post a favorite find of the week...


Austen Box (this store, Just Be Designs, has lots of lovely items, including an Anne Boleyn charm bracelet I covet...)

Heroine of the Weekend

Happy Saturday, everyone! We wrap up our February of Irish heroines with a look at the actress Margaret "Peg" Woffington, born around 1720 in Dublin. Her early life is somewhat obscure, though her father was thought to be a bricklayer whose death left the family penniless, with only the money her mother could make as a laundress while Peg sold watercress in the streets.

About the age of 10 she became the "apprentice" of an Italian rope dancer named Violante, and found she had an aptitude for performance. She soon found a role as Polly in a "Lilliputian" production of The Beggar's Opera and her career was launched. Dublin was big theater city in the Georgian era--its residents loved to attend performances of all sorts, and there was much opportunity for actors and actresses in its many venues. Peg took on jobs there until about 1740, when her big hit as Sir Harry Wildair in The Constant Couple led to a job at London's Covent Garden. She later moved over to Drury Lane where she appeared for several years as one of their big stars (her biggest hit there was as Sylvia in The Recruiting Officer). Her career then took her back to Dublin.

Her best roles were comedic (she was said to have haf little aptitude for Sarah Siddons-style tragedy), breeches roles and ladies of fashion. She was also famous for her great beauty and bold lifestyle. She lived openly for many years with the famous actor David Garrick, and also enjoyed liaisons with men like the Earl of Darnley and the MP Charles Williams, which were the "talk of the town" and very scandalous! She was also friends and a sort of mentor to the notorious Gunning sisters (actresses and courtesans who went on to marry very highly), and a rival to Kitty Clive. She was president, and the only female member, of Sheridan's famous Beefsteak Club in Dublin. All this while looking after her mother and sister Mary.

She and Garrick split in the 1740s for mysterious reasons, and she took a house in Teddington which she kept until her death. On May 3, 1757, while onstage as Rosalind in As You Like It, she collapsed of an apparent stroke. She was mostly bedridden after that, dying on March 26, 1760 at her home in Teddington and was buried there at the church of St. Mary's.

A couple good sources on her life are:
Janet Camden Lucey, Lovely Peggy: The Life and Times of Margaret Woffington
Janet Dunbar, Peg Woffington and Her World

Portrait Friday

Today's portrait--Archduchess Marie Amalia of Austria, Duchess of Parma, who was born on this day in 1746

What I'm Reading Today

Keats

Today marks the anniversary of the death of John Keats in 1821. Keats is my favorite of the Romantic poets (and I loved the movie Bright Star last year), and it's hard to pick just one poem for the blog. Here is his La Belle Dame Sans Merci, published in 1820:

Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
Alone and palely loitering;
The sedge is wither'd from the lake,
And no birds sing.

Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel's granary is full,
And the harvest's done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever dew;
And on thy cheek a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

I met a lady in the meads
Full beautiful, a faery's child;
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long;
For sideways would she lean, and sing
A faery's song.

I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She look'd at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.

She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew;
And sure in language strange she said,
I love thee true.

She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she gaz'd and sighed deep,
And there I shut her wild sad eyes--
So kiss'd to sleep.

And there we slumber'd on the moss,
And there I dream'd, ah woe betide,
The latest dream I ever dream'd
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings, and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
Who cry'd--"La belle Dame sans merci
Hath thee in thrall!"

I saw their starv'd lips in the gloam
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke, and found me here
On the cold hill side.

And this is why I sojourn here
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake,
And no birds sing.

What I'm Reading Today

Heroine of the Weekend

We continue our February of Irish heroines with a look at Margaret King Moore, Countess of Mount Cashell (later known as Mrs. Mason), who was a big inspiration when I was working on Countess of Scandal. She was born in 1771 to one of the most privileged families in Ireland, the 2nd of 12 children of Robert King, Earl of Kingston, and his wife Caroline Fitzgerald, who was the greatest heiress in Ireland. She and her siblings seldom saw her parents (who disliked each other, but were immensely social and loved to travel), and were mostly raised by servants, doctors, and a succession of governesses (in later life, Margaret turned against this sort of upbringing for her own children and became an advocate for a more naturalistic style). Her relationship with her parents was not helped by the fact that she grew into a tall, awkward girl, uninterested in fashion and society, very different from what her mother expected of her daughters.

This awkwardness, which would be a liability in the marriage market, prompted Caroline in 1786 to look for a new governess, a woman of discipline and strong morals, who could get Margaret into proper shape. A friend recommended Mary Wollstonecraft. In retrospect this is a strange choice for the conservative Caroline--Wollstonecraft encouraged Margaret and her sisters to seek out education and abandon the elite way of thinking of their parents, believing children should be treated kindly and with a regard for their onw unique styles and ideas (ideas outlined in her 1788 book Original Stories from Real Life). She was only Margaret's governess for a year, but later Margaret wrote she "felt an unbounded admiration because her mind appeared more noble and her understanding more cultivated than any other I have known." Wollstonecraft was dismissed after arguments between her and Caroline escalated, but Margaret and Wollstonecraft kept up a correspondence for a long time after, and her influence was felt for the rest of Margaret's eventful life. (When Wollstonecraft's daughter Mary Shelley was traveling in Italy with her husband in 1819, she stayed with Margaret in Pisa)

At age 19, Margaret bowed to her family's wishes and married Stephen Moore, Earl of Mount Cashell. They were very unhappy together, with incompatible temperments and ambitions, though they had 7 children together. Margaret raised them according to her own ideas, nursing and looking after them herself, and they all grew into healthy adulthood. She found consolation in her children, in her writing, and during the 1798 Uprising she became active in Irish politics, supporting the United Irishmen, writing pamphlets demanding Irish freedom from British rule and Catholic emancipation (despite her privileged position). After the failure of the Uprising, she and her family set off on Continental travels, though this only served to show her more of the world and further drive her apart from her husband. She also met a man named George William Tighe in Rome and fell in love.

In 1805, Margaret and her husband separated in 1805, and she was left in Germany with Tighe and her youngest daughter Elizabeth (who was still nursing). She was forced to give up her children (even, later, Elizabeth) and did not see them again, though she went on to have 2 daughters with Tighe (Laurette and Nerina). She and the earl were legally separated in 1812, and when he died in 1822 she and Tighe were married. She called herself "Mrs. Mason" (after a character in Original Stories) and went on to write her own book of tales for children, Stories of Old Daniel: or Tales of Wonder and Delight, a volume of Advice to Young Mothers on the Physical Education of Children, as well translating medical treatises from German. She started, but never finished, an epic historical novel about Ireland. She attended lectures at a medical school while living in Jena (disguised as a man), and spent the rest of her life acting as a physician and pharmacist to the poor around her and her own family. They ended up living in Pisa, where the warmer climate was considered better for her health. She and Tighe eventually lived in separate households, but were friends and companions for the rest of their lives.

Margaret died in Pisa in 1835, an independent spirit to the end.

Some sources for Margaret King's eventful life include:

Edwin McAleer, The Sensitive Plant: A Life of Lady Mount Cashell (the title is taken from the poem by Shelley, dedicated to her)
Janet Todd, Daughters of Ireland: The Rebellious Kingsborough Sisters and the Making of a Modern Nation

Portrait Friday

Adelina Patti by James Sant, ca. 1886 (today is Patti's birthday, in 1843)

Things I Love Thursday

I love perfumes, but it's been a while since I've found a new one to love! (So many of the new ones I try smell too much like a fruit salad, so I just go back to my old stand-bys, like Coco Mademoiselle! Though I'm looking forward to warmer weather when I can go back to using my bottle of DSH's Eau de Trianon every day). I was so happy to see this review of Balenciaga Paris at the Now Smell This blog.







I've been looking forward to this one because: 1) The name, of course! I'm a sucker for anything with "Paris" in the title (though I couldn't bring myself to try YSL Parisienne because Kate Moss is the spokesmodel...) 2) It's a violet chypre. I love violets (one of my favorite perfumes is Guerlain's Apres L'Ondee) 3) And because Charlotte Gainsbourg is the spokesmodel! I have such a girl-crush on her (shallow, I know). I finally got to do a sniff last weekend, and it smells wonderful. Not too heavy, not too fruity-sweet, modern but classic. As the review says, it's "quietly elegant," "modern and grown-up." And it smells "French" to me, perfect for a bike ride along the boulevards and dinner at a little neighborhood bistro. I will definitely be buying a bottle. Yay for new finds!


What are your favorite perfumes??

William Boyce

Yesterday, February 16, marked the anniversary of the death of composer William Boyce (in 1779). Not often performed today, in his lifetime he was organist of the Chapel Royal and Master of the Kings' Musick, one of the most influential British composers of the 18th century. Here is his Overture to Peleus and Thetis

Happy Mardi Gras!

Today is Mardi Gras, yippee! Even if you're not in New Orleans, cook up some red beans and rice, mix some Hurricanes, and listen to some music (I just bought this new CD from Preservation Hall)...

Another Review!

Another Countess review just in!

Valentine's Day!

Heroine of the Weekend

This week we continue with our look at Irish heroines (to celebrate the release of Countess of Scandal!) with Constance, Countess Markiewicz, politician, revolutionary, Irish nationalist, and suffragist (and also the first woman in Europe to hold a cabinet position, as Minister of Labour of the Irish Republic from 1919 to 1922. She was also the first woman elected to the British House of Commons, though she did not take her seat).

She was born Constance Gore-Booth in London on February 4, 1868, daughter of the Arctic explorer Sir Henry Gore-Booth and his wife Georgina, who were also landowners in Ireland, at the estate of Lissadell in County Sligo. WB Yeats was a childhood friend of Constance and her sister Eva, and they were the subjects of his poem In Memory of Eva Gore-Booth and Con Markievicz ("two girls in silk kimonos, both beautiful, one a gazelle"). In 1892 she went to study art at the Slade School in London, where she first became interested in political activisim, joining the National Union of Women's Suffrage Society. When she moved to Paris, she met her husband, Kazimierz Dunin-Markiewicz, a Ukrainian count. His first wife died in 1899, and he and Constance were married in 1901, with their daughter Maeve being born at Lissadell (the girl was raised by her grandparents and was later estranged from her mother). Constance also raised her husband's son, Nicolas, who returned to Poland as an adult.

The new family settled in Dublin to enjoy the artistic and literary circles of the city, with Constance gaining a reputation as a landscape painter and a founder of the United Artists Club. She also became involved with the Gaelic League (founded by future first president of Ireland, Douglas Hyde), a group dedicated to the preservation of Irish language and culture and also a magnet for those interested in nationalist politics. One of the members was Sarah Purser, who held a salon for artists and intellectuals where Constance met revolutionaries like Maud Gonne, John O'Leary, and Michael Davitt. In 1906, a holiday cottage was rented where the previous tenant, poet Padriac Colum, left behind copies of Sinn Fein and The Peasant, which she read and was launched into action.

In 1908, she joined Sinn Fein and Inghinidhe na hEireann (Daughters of Ireland), founded by Maud Gonne. When Constance arrived at her first meeting straight from a ball at Dublin Castle (seat of British rule in Dublin) in a gown and tiara, she was looked on with a bit of suspicion, which only seemed to make her more eager to join! She became ever more active in the suffragist cause, along with her sister. In 1909 she founded an organisation to instruct young men in the use of firearms, Fianna Eireann, and was jailed for the first time in 1911 for speaking at an Irish Republican Brotherhood gathering of nearly 30,000 to protest the visit of the king to Ireland. She founded a soup kitchen to feed poor school children, and organized meals for demonstrating workers.

In 1913, her husband moved back to Ukraine and never returned to live in Ireland, though they were never completely estranged. In 1916, she found herself at the center of the Easter Rising, holding the rank of officer in the ICA as second in command to Michael Mallin at St. Stephen's Green. She supervised the setting up of barricades and was in the middle of the fighting, wounding a sniper who fired at them from the rooftops of adjacent tall buildings. After the retreat to the nearby Royal College of Surgeons, she and Mallin held out for 6 days. They were taken to Dublin Castle, and Constance was then transferred to Kilmainham Gaol where she was held in solitary confinement. At her trial she declared "I did what was right and I stand by it." She was sentenced to death, but the sentence was commuted to life in prison. She was released in 1917 when a general amnesty was declared for those who participated in the Rising.

In less than a year she was back in jail for anti-conscription activities. In the 1918 general election she was elected for the constiuency of Dublin St. Patrick's to the House of Commons, but in life with the other 73 Sinn Fein MPs would not take her seat. She was in prison when her colleagues assembled for the first meeting of Dail Eireann, the Parliament of the Irish Republic, where she was described as being "imprisoned by the foreign enemy." She was re-elected to the Seond Dail in 1921 and served as Minister for Labour from April 1919 to January 1922.

She left the government in 1922 in opposition to the Anglo-Irish Treaty, and fought for her cause in the Irish Civil War, defending Moran's Hotel in Dublin. This led to more jail time, though she was released after only about a month and returned to politics. She died on July 15, 1927, possibly of tuberculosis, with her family reunited at her side. She was buried in Glasnevin Cemetery in Dublin, with Eamon de Valera giving the funeral oration.

This is only the tip of the iceberg with this event-filled life! There are lots of great sources, including:
Anne Marreco, The Rebel Countess: The Life and Times of Constance Markievicz (1967)
Diane Norman, Terrible Beauty: A Life of Constance Markievicz, 1868-1927 (1987)
Anne Haverty, Constance Markievicz: Irish Revolutionary (1993)
Joe McGowan, Constance Markievicz: The People's Countess (2003)