Happy Monday! Thank you for joining me on the blog today 🙂 I’m excited to have author Darcy Burke visiting. We had a fun interview and I think you’ll enjoy getting to know her as much as I did.
Afterward check out her latest release THE DUKE OF DARING ~ and don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway. The link is at the end of the post.
Okay, let’s get started …
Please tell us about yourself in 3 sentences.
I’ve been happily married for almost 25 years (yes, I was a child bride, lol) and being a mom to my two kids is my greatest joy. I’m a cat person (we currently have three) and my happy places are Disneyland (I’m there right now!) and Labor Day weekend at the Gorge where we see the Dave Matthews Band. My family is very important to me and while I love to travel, there’s no place like home.
I agree, there is no place like home even though traveling is awesome. What would we see if we opened your fridge?
Cheese (it’s the perfect food), ketchup (my favorite condiment), milk, iced tea, and some sort of alcoholic beverage (wine, beer, or cider).
Love it. Describe your book in tweet form 🙂 That’s right you get 140 characters.
An intrepid wallflower gets unsolicited help from a dashing earl & sparks fly! Falling in love may be their greatest adventure…
I love choosing character names, how did you go about choosing yours?
Choosing historical names is fun for me. I look at birth records from the time period and place in which I’m writing. I’ve been waiting for the right heroine to call Lucy and I think that name fits this one perfectly. Andrew wasn’t the first name I chose for this hero, but the placeholder I used wasn’t working.
Describe your favorite place to write.
It varies. I often write at my desk, but when I need to focus and crank out a lot of words, I usually find a cozy place to sit–my bed or the love seat in my bedroom.
How do you feel about writing love scenes?
It depends! Sometimes they flow really easily, but I’ll be honest, with historical they can be tough due to the clothing! It’s a balance to keep things realistic and sexy at the same time, lol.
RANDOM FUN : Finish This Sentence:
The last card I received in the mail was a thank you note from the head secretary at my kids’ elementary school. We just “graduated” from there and I’m going to miss her so much.
My toothbrush is a spinbrush.
Someday I plan on taking my mom back to England where she was born. 🙂
My last vacation was to Southern California with my family. We visited Disneyland, Universal Studios, and the San Diego Zoo. It was so fun! (As I write this, I’m actually there, lol.)
I can’t go anywhere without my phone, primarily so I can be connected to my kids. Sad but true!
My favorite movie is Notting Hill.
Lucinda Parnell is out of money. A dismal failure at the Marriage Mart, she’d
just as soon leave Society far behind. Desperate to earn funds to retire with
her grandmother to the country, Lucy disguises herself as a man to gamble in
London’s hells. But the Earl of Dartford, an Untouchable she never imagined
speaking to let alone spending time with, is onto her in a trice. When he
insists on acting as her protector, Lucy fears her chance to remain an
independent woman is destined to go up in flames.
losing his entire family, Andrew Wentworth, Earl of Dartford built a wall
to keep attachments at bay. He believed he could keep Miss Parnell safe without
compromising his defenses, but she’s exciting and irresistible. Their deepening
relationship makes him even more determined to push her away. Nothing will stop
him from trying to avoid reliving the anguish of loss. Love is the one risk he
doesn’t have the heart to dare.
“Yes, let’s be direct with one another, shall we?”
Lucy blinked at him. “I am always direct.”
“Unless you’re trying to fool people into thinking you’re a man.” His sarcasm was simultaneously annoying and charming.
“Yes, that. A necessary transgression, I’m sure you agree.”
His brow arched. “I hardly think you care whether I agree.”
He had her there. She grinned. “Maybe a little. I mean, I do care. A little.” She’d come to like Dartford during their brief acquaintance, in spite of his moments of arrogance and imperiousness. She looked forward to another adventure or two with him. “You have my word that I won’t venture out without your assistance. Shall we set our next appointment?”
His eyes widened briefly. He seemed a bit surprised at the ease with which she’d agreed. “Excellent. Tell me when, and I’ll meet you as I did tonight.”
“Four nights hence, at half past eleven.”
The hackney drew to a halt on Bolton Street, but not in front of her house. They stepped out of the cab, and Dartford paid the coachman.
With her house in sight, weariness seeped into Lucy’s frame. She longed to pluck all the padding from her body and scrub her face clean after discarding the fake sideburns.
Dartford walked with her toward the house. “What would your grandmother say if she knew you were doing this?”
Lucy suffered a pang of guilt. “She’d be horrified.”
“What does she think you’re going to do once she retires?”
They’d reached her house. Lucy stopped and turned toward him. “She expects me to marry.”
“And is that a possibility?” he asked. Shadows played across his face, but she could see his eyes clearly. They were dark, intelligent, often filled with humor. His cheekbones gave definition, while his chin, square with a slight cleft, provided character. He bore an appealing countenance. No, that wasn’t at all fair. He was exceptionally handsome. And an earl. Precisely the kind of man her grandmother had hoped she would marry but who’d consistently ignored her the past five years. An Untouchable.
She tamped down a scowl, suddenly annoyed anew at her predicament, which was silly since she’d abandoned the idea of marriage. A choice she didn’t regret in the slightest.
She gestured to her costume and the sideburns stuck to her face, currently making her itch. “Would I be doing this if it were?”
He shrugged. “Perhaps it is possible, but you don’t wish to marry, so you choose this instead.”
That actually summed up her current attitude quite accurately. She would choose this over marriage. “As it happens, Idon’t wish to marry.”
“Indeed?” He cocked his head to the side. “How surprising. We are alike, then, because I don’t wish to marry either. Some distant cousin will need to inherit the title.”
She wanted to ask why but didn’t. That would encourage him to ask her the same, and she had no intention of explaining that to him. Besides, it was best if they didn’t become too…close. This was a necessary partnership, but they weren’t going to be lifelong friends.
“Are those comfortable?” He reached out with his fingertips and brushed the sideburn glued along her right jawline.
She ignored the frisson of delight that sparked down her neck. “Not particularly. In fact, I’d like a few days to recover from wearing them.”
“I should like to see you without them.” His dark gaze penetrated through her carefully constructed wall, and his deep voice shot straight into her chest, stirring the inconvenient attraction she felt toward him.
Her breath caught. “I doubt you ever will.”
His mouth ticked up in a half smile. “Don’t tease me. Please. Not when I’ve been so helpful. Think of all you won tonight.”
All she’d won. It wasn’t just the money. Not to her. She’d won respect with her shooting, even if she couldn’t tell them she was a woman.
She took a step back, determined to put space between herself and this suddenly dangerous man. “I appreciate your help, but I won’t share credit for my winnings. They are mine alone.”
He gave a slight bow. “My apologies,” he murmured.
“I’ll see you in a few days.” She turned from him.
“Not if I see you first,” he said.
action-packed historical and sexy, emotional contemporary romance. Darcy wrote
her first book at age 11, a happily-ever-after about a swan addicted to magic
and the female swan who loved him, with exceedingly poor illustrations.
Oregonian, Darcy lives on the edge of wine country with her guitar-strumming
husband, their two hilarious kids-who each seem to have inherited the writing
gene in some form-and two Bengal cats. In her “spare” time Darcy is a
serial volunteer enrolled in a 12-step program where one learns to say
“no,” but she keeps having to start over. Her happy places are
Disneyland and Labor Day weekend at the Gorge.