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Alexia’s London: Supper Sept. 14, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Roast Boned Leg of Mutton – bone hole filled with minced veal and brown gravy
  • Partridges – with gravy
  • Vegetables – turnips cut into fanciful shapes, boiled in a weak broth, served with a white sauce and toast sippets
  • Custard Pudding – made with cream , nutmeg, and lemon peel


Blameless Extras ~ Deleted Scenes (Special Extras)

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Gentle Reader, here is a blast from the past for you. This blog post is all about extra bits relating to Blameless.

Blameless Cover Art

First off, we’ll start with the infamous cover art video!

Research & Characters

DELETED BITS from Blameless

In Which Alexia Compares Marriage to Kidnapping

Due, she suspected, entirely to the interference of Lord Conall Maccon, Earl of Woolsey, circumstances had arranged for Alexia to experience a series of kidnappings that culminated in a rather more long term version of the uncomfortable experience, if marriage can be referred to as such. Which, she felt, marriage to Lord Maccon, could be. Or was she, perhaps, besmirching the reputation of imprisonments everywhere through such a comparison?

Regardless, it appeared she was currently embroiled in yet another state of abduction. Although, it must be admitted, she wasn’t entirely certain that being confined to ones well-appointed room, with a delicious view of Italy’s premier artistic city could be, rightly, referred to as being kidnapped. It certainly was, so far, working out better than her marriage, but she did feel ever-so-slightly imprisoned. Since the Templars seemed to have discovered her weakness, and had been plying her with gnocchi and pesto for the entire day, she was, for the moment, disinclined to complain about the situation. She was even allowed regular trips to the library. She was not allowed into the city anymore, but this seemed a small price to pay for unending pesto and library privileges. However, as they appeared to believe they could keep her in such a state for the next seven months or so, she was figuring that at some point her love of the little green covered dumplings might deteriorate enough for her to contemplate escape. As it was, she was happy to chew and stare out into the orange glory of the Italian landscape with a head full of mild speculation and a hope for Floote and Genevieve’s safety.

Her peace was only broken by occasional visits from Mr. Lange-Wilsdorf, who insisted on running a series of intrusive and occasionally embarrassing tests, after which he would vanish once more, muttering to himself in his own language. No Templar, including the preceptor, intruded upon her peace and quiet, and if Alexia missed the bumbling clattering noises of Woolsey castle and its hairy inhabitants she did not admit it, even to herself. After the excitement of her European Tour so far, she was happy for the break, at least she was not running from anything, whacking at anyone, or passing out. Life, it might even be said, was looking up.

In Which the Origins of Ivy’s Letter are Discussed

Floote having – though some miraculous feet of butler-dum – hired a pony and trap to take their luggage back through the town, turned up at Alexia’s elbow. “If you are through here, madam?”
His tone, Alexia noticed, was unwarranted in its sharpness. “Something troubling you, Floote?”
“That letter is dangerous, madam.”
Alexia looked with shock at the innocent apple-blossom scented communiqué. “Is it really? Who would have thought?” Hurriedly she tucked it up one sleeve and followed her personal secretary towards the hired cart.
Floote explained. “Not in what in contains, madam, but in what it represents. If the honorable Mrs. Tunstell has managed to track us down here, then the vampires certainly cannot be far behind.”
Alexia considered the obsession. “Indeed. You raise very good question, Floote, how did Ivy manage such a thing?” She examined the outside of the letter. “It looks as though it came through to Monsieur Trouvé via your university contacts, Madame Lefoux. Your ghostly Aunt must have known where to send it and directed Ivy accordingly. I can’t imagine Ivy consulting with a ghost, but there you have it.”
“Oh dear,” Madame Lefoux looked apprehensive. “I did not mean to put any of my friends or scientific acquaintances in danger.”
Alexia nodded her agreement. “Nor I. After all, the vampires are after me. I do hope your associates remain unmolested. What about Monsieur Trouvé?”
Madame Lefoux sidled up to Alexia and nodded downwards. The Frenchwoman opened her tightly closed fist and flashed Alexia a peek of some small object she held clutched in her hand. It was a tiny brass octopus.
“Oh!” Alexia’s voice was soft. “Is that what was left sitting atop your hatbox! Is it a sign?”
Madame Lefoux began to explain in hushed tones, “Well, you see back when –”
Floote interrupted, sharply. “I think perhaps we ought to think on our own safety, for the moment, ladies.”

On the Danger of a Fly to One’s Reputation

Those few cabs that were available were all hansoms. While Alexia admitted a two-seat fly was speedy and agile, she couldn’t get over her feeling that it was a rather racy mode of transport for a mature lady. She preferred a proper coach. But she had to cast her scruples aside for Madame Lefoux and Floote swung themselves in with alacrity into the first fly that stopped and Alexia had no choice but to follow.

In Which Floote Talks (too much) About Alessandro Tarabotti

Floote cleared his throat delicately. “Perhaps we should return to our quarters, ladies. We are perilously close to being observed in familial proximity.”
Floote drew Alexia aside once they reached their apartments on a lower deck. Madame Lefoux having gone, so she said, to ‘handle the mustache.’
“He did come to see you once, madam. He watched you crawl about, from across Hyde Park, using a spyglass. You were still in nappies.”
“A spyglass? How reassuring.”
Floote gave a funny little half shoulder twitch that Alexia suspected was his version of a shrug. “If you knew Mr. Tarabotti, you would realize, that was practically a declaration of undying affection.”
“Not very demonstrative, my dad?”
“About as affectionate as a poisonous jellyfish, and just as easy to keep hold of.”
Alexia wrinkled her nose, “Yeach.”
“Just so, madam.”
Floote turned to leave.
“But Floote, I thought you liked my father.”
Floote’s perennially stiff back, stiffened ever so slightly more.
“Good evening, madam,” he said, in his no nonsense voice.
Alexia knew that tone well enough; she would get no more out of him tonight. “Good evening, Floote.”

Praise for Blameless

  • Review of Blameless in Portuguese by Over Shock.
    Lost in Librolandia says: “I cannot recommend this series enough! Honestly, if you are not reading Gail Carriger, you are severely deprived of the most amazing witty banter I have ever read. Her writing is superb!”
  • Blogger Lé Pimenta says: “O protetorado da sombrinha não é somente mais uma serie sobrenatural salpicada de romance ou vice versa e sim algo novo, criativo e descaradamente sarcástico que promove um enredo de tirar o fôlego e idéias novas sobre como misturar todo esse mundo que falei acima acrescentando a era vitoriana e personagens e objetos encontrados nos livros de ficção cientifica e é o desenvolvimento da ideia que faz com que cada novo livro da série seja único e divertidíssimo.”
  • Thanny of Who’s Thanny? says: “Os livros anteriores eram incríveis, mas esse aqui? Esse é espetacular! Com mais ação, como no primeiro livro, cheio de novas informações sobre a mitologia criada/explorada por Carriger e divertidíssimo como ela nunca tinha sido, passar por cada página do livro foi extremamente fácil assim que começado, e era com dor no coração que se chegava às últimas páginas.”
  • Britt Kris from For the Love of the Read says:
    “This is the third in the Parasol Protectorate series, and I enjoyed this one as much as the other two. The writing style follows the same pattern as the other books, with characters speaking in a dialogue appropriate for the indicated time period but also utilizes humor to keep the reader interested.”

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Alexia’s London: Supper July 13, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Celery Soup – made with beef stock and cream
  • Minced Veal – simmer cubed veal in cream, lemon, lemon peal, salt, and white pepper
  • Corner vegetables – artichokes, asparagus, salsafy (salsify is the modern spelling – apparently its roots taste like oyster)
  • Soufflé Pudding – sort of like custard fool, made in a mold edged with dried cherry & candied citron (pudding rises to 4x its original height!) serve with brandy sauce


Alexia’s London: Supper April 24, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Salt fish, soaked in water to rehydrate and remove salt, boiled and served with boiled parsnips and egg-sauce (AKA hollandaise)
  • Roasted fore-quarter lamb and currant jelly – sliced and served with orange juices, cayenne paper, salt, and butter drizzled over the top, jelly on the side.
  • Asparagus
  • Lemon bread pudding

Alexia’s London: Supper March 11, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Winter pea soup made with beef broth and sweet herbs
  • Veal pie made with breast of veal, sweet meats, nutmeg, salt, clove, oysters, and ham inside puff pastry and served with veal and cream gravy
  • Boiled potatoes
  • Custard pudding – lemon-peel, nutmeg, and bitter almond custard inside a puff pastry served with melted butter

A Very Alexia Christmas (Special Extras)

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Lady Maccon, as some of you may well know, is rather fond of comestibles. Thusly, the holiday season is one of great joy to her ~ from a food standpoint if nothing else. (The shopping, it must be admitted, she could do without. Lord Akeldama, however, is overly enthusiastic on the subject.) However, she has some tips for coping with the holidays Victorian-style.

1. Mincemeat pie. Sounds awful, looks revolting, tastes spectacular. The Americans have sadly neglected this part of their British heritage but there is much to be said for meat soaked in alcohol and then encased in pastry. If unwilling to venture in the mincemeat direction, how about exploring the fine art of Christmas Pudding? (AKA Plum Pudding ~ and no, there are no plums involved, don’t ask.) A dense fruity cake that is covered in alcohol and then set on fire. Fantastic.

Via NPR

2. Cloth wrapped presents. Instead of paper, why not invest in some fabric remnants from a craft shop or colorful little scarves from a thrift store, and then tie with a ribbon? All the fun of unwrapping, none of the waste, and perhaps it will encourage others to reuse as well. As an added bonus cloth wrappers can be used as emergency clean-up towels for the inevitable alcohol-related spill (see: inebriation caused by over-consumption of Christmas Pudding, above.)

3. Roast goose. Benefits? Well, a goose is bigger than a turkey and more mean-spirited. Have you ever met a goose? The only bird nastier is a swan. Unfortunately, swans are protected by the queen, so we can’t eat them. Thus goose consumption gives one a sense of self-righteousness and satisfaction all rolled into one.

Roast Goose with Giblet Stuffing

4. Frills and lace. Perhaps not a particular favorite amongst gentlemen for themselves (unless one is of a Lord Akeldama inclination) but for the ladies… Donning a pretty frock and perhaps a corset is bound to make one feel better ~ a little constricted but definitely better. On the other hand nothing (I am convinced) is funnier than a werewolf with a doily on his head.

5. Which brings us back around to drinkies. Lord Akeldama suggests a Pink Slurp (champagne & blood) but he’s a vampire and they have questionable palates. Alexia recommends substituting blackberry cordial for the blood, resulting in a truly delicious and festive drink. Alternatively, for those particularly cold nights, one might opt for mulled wine, which can be a most excellent way to disguise the quality of one’s vino. And one can never go wrong with hot apple cider.

Bottoms up!

Lord A at Christmas nennesis via tumblr

“A fruit is a vegetable with looks and money.  Plus, if you let fruit rot, it turns into wine, something Brussels sprouts never do.”
~ P.J. O’Rourke

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    LBGTQ reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and a very unexpected gift.
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    Status: First draft done. Resting before second draft.
    Contemporary m/m paranormal romance between a snarky mage and a gruff werewolf. Hella raunchy. Super dirty. Very very fun. Spin off of Marine Biology.

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Romancing the Inventor: A Supernatural Society Novella

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Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

The Hybrid Author: Everything You Need to Know

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Alexia’s London: Supper Dec. 4, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Mock Turtle Soup ~ made from calf’s head boiled in veal broth, friend shallots, Madeira wine, tarragon, chives, parsley, basil, cayenne pepper, mushroom ketchup, and lemon juice. Served with forcemeat-balls (meatballs made of the calf brain and deep fried) and small eggs.
  • Roasted Calf Heart ~ stuffed with veal, basted with butter, served with brown gravy.
  • Orange Pudding ~ made with butter, sugar, egg, and candied orange.

Alexia’s London: Supper Oct. 9, 1876 (Behind the Magic)

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Supper for Today, 1876, in a London Townhouse

  • Partridge Soup ~ bird on the bone stewed with ham, onion, celery, mutton, & peppercorns
  • Cold Roast Beef, Broiled ~ topped with fried potato skins that had been season with ketchup, salt & pepper (yes, the Victorians had ketchup & that’s what they called it)
  • Vegetables ~ boiled beets, carrots, & potatoes with a brown butter, sage, & rosemary sauce
  • Boiled Apple Dumpling ~ pudding made with apple, cinnamon, & butter, topped in a boiled crust

Soulless Special Edition Extras ~ Deleted Scenes (Special Extras)

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I do apologize, Gentle Reader, but it seems that the special editions of Soulless in hardcover are delayed. Subterranean now estimated March 16th. Unfortunately there is nothing I can do about it, would that there were. The hard cover has been a while in coming, six years or more, so I hope it’s not too bad to wait a few more weeks? In recompense, I give you some deleted bits from my first book from way back when.

Please be aware that deleted scenes may and often do contain spoilers. Read at your own risk.

DELETED BITS from Soulless

The Hypocras Club Objectives
* Attentiveness — Identify and understand the supernatural threat, assess vulnerabilities, determine potential impacts and disseminate information to our members and security partners.
* Preclusion — Detect, deter and mitigate the supernatural threat to the commonwealth.
* Precaution — Safeguard normal humans and their freedoms, and maintain critical infrastructure and intellectual advancement of the scientific community.

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Alexia’s Father’s Journal
Ivy had always been faintly cheered by the fact that should a marriage bed ever be in her future, she could go to Alexia for an explanation of what might occur there. Sadly for Miss Hisselpenny, such an explanation was likely to contain concepts that would shock the most experienced whore down dockside, let alone a gently bred lady. Mr. Tarabotti had had very exotic interests indeed, and Alexia hadn’t the experience to provide any kind of filter.

{Gail’s monthly read along for February is Terrier: The Legend of Beka Cooper Book 1 by Tamora Pierce.}

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Your Moment of Parasol . . .

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Your Infusion of Cute . . .

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Your Tisane of Smart . . .
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Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  
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PROJECT ROUND UP 

  • Imprudence ~ Custard Protocol Book the Second. Edit pass. Releases July 19, 2016 in print & eBook to US.
  • Poison or Protect ~ A Delightfully Deadly Novella. Reworking & trimming. Release date to come. Gail’s first foray into hybrid land, featuring a grown up and several-times widowed Preshea and the gentle Scottish captain who could change everything.



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Custard Protocol Easter Eggs ~ Prudence Deleted Scenes (Special Extras)

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So I’ve updated the website with a few deleted scenes from Prudence for your amusement.

Deleted Scenes from Prudence

Since this series is currently being written, please be aware that deleted scenes may and often do contain spoilers for this series AND both other series (since this is chronologically last). Read at your own risk.

Dama & Uncle Rabiffano Conflict over Shopping with Rue & Primrose

Dama took Prim’s deviance from her mother’s questionable taste as a point of personal pride. When, in fact, Rue suspected Uncle Rabiffano had more of an effect. Uncle Rabiffano was a very odd sort of werewolf. He often shopped with them, and was always open to advise on outfit coordination, hair, and hats. Adoring him as she did, Primrose was wide open to his influence. Fortunately, Uncle Biffy was the most fashionable member of Rue’s father’s household. Which wasn’t saying much, when one considered Lord Maccon and his pack. But was saying a great deal if pitted against Rue’s adopted father and all the drones. Lord Akeldama’s taste was flashy, Uncle Rabiffano’s was elegant. Both girls had adored Dama’s style when they were six, but now they sought Rabiffano’s council and Lord Akeldama’s approval afterward. It was a delicate wardrobe situation that Rue only managed to balance because the two gentlemen lived in separate houses. They both knew, of course, that the other had influence. It took a great deal of wheedling to convince each that the other didn’t have too much influence.

 

Rue’s Mother’s Profession

Her mother’s profession, that of secret preternatural adviser to Queen Victoria, sometime spymaster, and member of the Shadow Council, was supposed to be just that . . . secret. Only Britain’s most respectable vampires and werewolves, and a select handful of progressive politicians, even knew of the Shadow Council’s existence, let alone the muhjah. Rue had never quite figured out what her mother specifically did, but it certainly kept said mother busy most nights. Her Paw had once said, not entirely sarcastically, that, “It is a position that allows my darling wife to meddle on as wide a scale as possible. She has the whole Empire to organize and terrorize. Keeps her mostly out of household business, offspring. I should be grateful, if I were you.” Rue had taken this as advice, and given her mother’s personality, been very grateful indeed.

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{Gail’s monthly read along for June is: Uprooted by Naomi Novik}

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Your Moment of Parasol . . .

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Your Infusion of Cute . . .
Epic underwater harbour chase between an octopus and crab caught on camera

Your Tisane of Smart . . .
A sense of class

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  
5 Ways to Endear Yourself to Your Book Editor

PROJECT ROUND UP 

  • Manners & Mutiny ~ The Finishing School Book the Last. Releases Nov. 3, 2015. Available for pre-order! Final stages.
  • Prudence ~ Custard Protocol Book the First. OUT NOW!
  • Imprudence ~ Custard Protocol Book the Second. Working rough draft, about 1/2 way.



The Books! 

 The Finishing School Series: 1 Etiquette & Espionage, 2 Curtsies & Conspiracies, 3
 The Custard Protocol Series: 1 Prudence, 2 Imprudence
The Parasol Protectorate Series: 1 Soulless, 2 Changeless, 3 Blameless, 4 Heartless, 5 Timeless
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