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The Teachers of Gail Carriger’s Finishing School, Do They Look How You Imagined? (Special Extras)

Posted by Gail Carriger

It’s national teacher day, Gentle Reader.

Did you have a favorite teacher in fiction or real life?

I have been blessed with many fine and inspirational teachers. I’ve also gotten to write about teachers too in the Finishing School series.

I dug up these awesome old images featuring the teachers, and I thought I would share with you! Enjoy!

“The school sounds amazing, and I have begun to wonder which of the young debuts I most resemble.”

Krys of Black’n’Write

“…intensely creative fun that will have you laughing and falling in love with the characters in an instant.”

~ Cassandra Giovanni

“The names alone are something to admire…”

~ A Review in the Bristol Herald Courier

“I also really enjoyed meeting her new friends Dimity, Pill and Soap. All three of them had amazing personalities and quips. The story wouldn’t be what it was without them.”

~ Certified Book Addicts

“The story is perfectly paced with just the right balance of action, character development, and setting detail.”

~ Laura Agnella of The Book Junkie

“Pink Panther meets Monty Python–that’s how I describe this fun YA steampunk novel.”

~ L.R.W. Lee

Meanwhile I’ve created a LIST over on Goodreads for…

Books Like the Finishing School series

Please head on over and vote for ones you think work, add your favorites or suggestions!

Coop de Book for May is How to Marry a Werewolf (naturally, or should I say, supernaturally?). (Discussion here.)

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How to Marry a Werewolf (In 10 Easy Steps) ~ A Claw & Courtship Novella by Gail Carriger is now awabile (print, audio & other editions will follow). Featuring a certain white wolf we all love to hate (except those of us weirdos who love to love him). Add this book on Goodreads.

Guilty of an indiscretion? Time to marry a werewolf.

Rejected by her family, Faith crosses the Atlantic, looking for a marriage of convenience and revenge. But things are done differently in London. Werewolves are civilized. At least they pretend to be.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1912 Hobble skirts and parasols

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Eating with Dickens

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

First Aid and Field Dressings for Writers

Book News:

Quote of the Day:

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? There’s a wiki for that!


Cover Art Reveal: How to Marry a Werewolf (In 10 Easy Steps)

Posted by Gail Carriger

My darling Gentle Reader!

I’ve new cover art for you to see today. I known, I know, it seems like there have been a lot of covers on the blog recently.

But I have a lot of books coming out this year, so there’s a lot to reveal.

As always the Chirrup got to see this first, but here it is for the wide world to consume:

Preorder Now On

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Where is the print?

Where is the audio?

I love this cover. It’s a bit of a change for me, except that as the first in a new series, it’s pink. All the first books in my traditionally published series tend to be pink or have pink elements…

When I talked to Starla about How to Marry a Werewolf I told her I wanted sunset colors, but I also want the cover to hearken to older Georgette Heyer style regency romances.

Since one of my tags for this book is, Georgette Heyer goes to the wolves.

There have been some fun covers playing with the puddle or mirror look. I took that and since this book involves a trek across the Atlantic for our heroine, Faith, I wanted a dirigible porthole.

I do hope you like this new style of cover, and even more so, Channing’s story within! Look at the wallpaper background? Do you see the wolf? Squee!

 

In accordance with my usual OCD nature everything is GOING PINK for the next few months – my Instagram, Retro Rack, & my outfits. You know how it goes… I like to theme my universe to my latest book cover.

Fun times.

Do you want to read the blurb? Find out what Channing is up against?

Guilty of an indiscretion? Time to marry a werewolf.

WEREWOLVES

The monsters left Faith ruined in the eyes of society, so now they’re her only option. Rejected by her family, Faith crosses the Atlantic, looking for a marriage of convenience and revenge.

But things are done differently in London. Werewolves are civilized. At least they pretend to be.

AMERICANS

Backward heathens with no culture, Major Channing has never had time for any of them. But there’s something special about Faith. Channing finds himself fighting to prove himself and defend his species. But this werewolf has good reason not to trust human women.

Even if they learn to love, can either of them forgive?

From the New York Times bestselling author of the Parasol Protectorate series comes a stand alone romance set in the same universe. Look out for appearances from favorite characters and the serious consequences of unwarranted geology.

A Note On Chronology

The Claw & Courtship novellas can be read in any order. This book can be enjoyed without having read any of Gail’s other works.

Set in the spring of 1895 this story occurs after events chronicled in Romancing the Werewolf and contemporaneous with those of Competence. Channing is first introduced to readers in the second Parasol Protectorate book, Changeless. He also appears briefly in the Supernatural Society novellas.

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  • Coop de Book for April is Robin McKinley’s Beauty. (Discussion here.)

LATEST RELEASE

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Romancing the Werewolf ~ A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger is now available (audio will follow).

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Frederick Frieseke (1874-1939) White Lilies

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Lilliput wearing an octopus

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

13 Ways To Help An Indie Author With Their Book Release

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Different books sizes: USA Hardcover, USA trade paperback, UK b-fromat trade paperback

Book News:

Quote of the Day:

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? There’s a wiki for that!


Competence Cover Art & Blurb

Posted by Gail Carriger

Those who get the Chirrup have already gotten to see this, but for those who have not joined (silly Gentle Reader, why wouldn’t you?) here is the cover art that was recently announced:

Preorder Competence in the USA in digital or hardcover from:

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Yes, Borderlands will have signed editions.
Call 888.893.4008 or email [email protected]

RELEASE DATE JULY 17, 2018!

The Blurb

Accidentally abandoned!

All alone in Singapore, proper Miss Primrose Tunstell must steal helium to save her airship, the Spotted Custard, in a scheme involving a lovesick werecat and a fake fish tail.

When she uncovers rumors of a new kind of vampire, Prim and the Custard crew embark on a mission to Peru. There, they encounter airship pirates and strange atmospheric phenomena, and are mistaken for representatives of the Spanish Inquisition. Forced into extreme subterfuge (and some rather ridiculous outfits) Prim must also answer three of life’s most challenging questions:

  • Can the perfect book club give a man back his soul?
  • Will her brother ever stop wearing his idiotic velvet fez?
  • And can the amount of lard in Christmas pudding save an entire species?

Are you a British or Aussie reader?

Do you get the first editions of the Custard Protocol books in paperback?

Well the UK (AUS & associated territories) will be getting a different cover.

It will be awesome and special and just as fab as this one, only different. You’ll see it first if you are a Chirrup member, but you’ll have to be patient while I get those pesky ducks in a row. (Or do I mean pigeons, or is it wicker chickens now?)

Then you can argue about which one is prettier. Politely, of course, and with enthusiastically waved biscuits.

Why?

For… reasons. The sames reasons that mean you can’t preorder this book in the UK… yet.

Join the Chirrup to stay abreast of the situation!

About The Cover

It’s very GREEN isn’t it? Did you notice that the parasol is primrose colored? Yes, I did get to help choose the model. It took me a bit to get the color profile but now I really like it. I find it striking and unusual.

But MISS GAIL!
(UK Makes Collective Pouty Face)

Calm down.

Hilariously, after the cover announcement went live, someone freaked out on Twitter with the following:

But we’re getting a different cover for the UK, and that scares me, because THIS ONE matches with the first two – I don’t want two books with one cover style, and two with something totally different! 😱

To which my response was:
Are you *gasp* DOUBTING me and my aesthetic choices? 
Not to say my care and attention to things matching!
I assure you I’ve never even left the house without my shoes matching my purse. I’m not a heretic!

Those who get the Chirrup have already gotten to see this, but for those who have not joined (silly Gentle Reader, why wouldn’t you?) here is the cover art that was recently announced:

Silly Twitter.

The only real danger is that now you might want to buy both print versions. Because both covers are so good.

Which, I assure you, was not my evil plan. Although it’s a good one.

Heh, heh.

Yours in snark forever,

Miss Gail

Coop de Book: Gail’s monthly read along for Feb 2018 is Princess Academy by Shannon Hale.

LATEST RELEASE

Amazon | Kobo | B&N | iBooks | Direct

Romancing the Werewolf ~ A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger is now available (audio will follow).

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

The purest form of gastronomy is Tea

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Book News:

Biffy Robin Lyall (from Romancing the Werewolf) by ace-artemis-fanartist on Tumblr

Quote of the Day:

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? There’s a wiki for that!


Gail’s Feelings On Chronological Order (Ketchup)

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

The following recently occurred in my household, Gentle Reader.

AB: You know the new Wet Hot American Summer is out, so we must commence the rewatch.

Gail: Chronological order.

AB: But don’t you-

Gail: Chronological order.

AB: -think that-

Gail: Chronological order.

AB: -it’d work better-

Gail: Chronological order.

AB: -to catch the jokes-

Gail: Chronological order!

AB: -if we watched-

Gail: CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER!!!

AB: -in the order filmed.

Gail: *glares*

AB: Netflix only has the “first day of camp” series anyway.

Gail: See.

And for those of you who ask where to find a list of my books Parasolverse chronological order (with dates), here it is on the Wikia.

IN DIGITAL, PRINT & AUDIO!

The Sumage Solution: San Andreas Shifters #1 by G. L. Carriger, now also in audio.
Contemporary m/m paranormal romance featuring a snarky mage and a gruff werewolf. Hella raunchy. Super dirty. Very very fun. Spin off of Marine Biology.

Can a gentle werewolf heal the heart of a smart-mouthed mage?

The Lit Bitch says:

“The characters themselves were funny and quirky but that added a lot for me. I also thought the characters were relatable even if you aren’t an LGBTQ individual, as I said before good characters and romance to me is all the same, it’s undeniable that the characters in this book had a dynamic and loving relationship …. I felt invested in them and the story had Carriger’s hallmark quirkyness which I loved.”

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1900s Giovanni Boldini (Italian artist, 1842-1931) The Summer Stroll

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Gail Cosplays her own book cover, Changeless

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

If You’re Successful, Lots of People Ask for Your Help. Who Deserves It?

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Review coping mechanisms: A great example of how a book can really resonate with one reviewer and not with another.

Book News:

Delighted Reader says of Changeless:

“Alexia is still her confident, capable, abrasive self that only her husband and a few friends see value in…. I loved seeing her in action and on a mission…”

Quote of the Day:

“My CE suggests an alternate name for the Pink Slurp (Lord Akeldama’s preferred cocktail of champagne & blood) = the kir infernal. A Twitter fan suggested the kir eternal.”

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? There’s a wiki for that!


FUN FEATURE ~ Parasol Protectorate Deleted Scenes (Special Extras)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Parasol Protectorate Deleted Scenes

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.

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.

DELETED BITS from Changeless

Description of Woolsey Castle
The most scandalous thing about Woolsey Castle was not that it housed a pack of werewolves. After all, only the best counties could boast such an eccentricity. Nor was it the fact that it boasted eight flying buttresses – an architecturally immodest choice. No, the most scandalous thing about Woolsey Castle was that there was a bedroom, and sometimes several, on every single storey, even the first. The original owner was a bit of an eccentric, in the “if he had not had money he would have been called insane” kind of way. Woolsey was no castle, not really. It was instead a modern manor house made to look like a castle with stone facings, an excessive number of haphazardly applied turrets, crenelated battlements, extensive dungeons, and the aforementioned buttresses.

Scene with Lyall, Channing, & Biffy (just after breaking and entering)
Channing crossed his arms. “I would have been just as effective.”
“Yes, but Biffy was a safer choice.”
Biffy looked mildly offended.
“If he was caught it would be thought an inter-vampire plot, if you were caught it would be considered an inter-species plot.”
Biffy looked less offended and nodded his agreement with Lyall’s assessment.
Channing was militant. “I do not trust him!”
“Biffy?” Lyall wondered mildly.
Biffy looked pleased at the accusation.
Channing was annoyed with Lyall’s obtuseness. “No, no, Lord Akeldama.”
Lyall puffed air out his nostrils in annoyance. “You do not trust vampires.”
“You saying you do trust them?”
Professor Lyall looked out the carriage window.
Channing had never learned the art of silence. “I am Gamma. It is my nature to question.”
“You are you. It is your nature to be a prat.”
Biffy gave a tiny gasp at such werewolf directness. It was most unsettling to a vampire drone.
Channing smiled. “Admit it, you sense it too. We are missing something.” He looked at the drone. “Why does your master like our fiery lady Alpha so much?”
Biffy shrugged. “They are friends.”
Channing ignored this reply and turned back to Professor Lyall. “You and I have dabbled in London politics long enough to know: Lord Akeldama doesn’t have friends.”
Professor Lyall gave his Gamma a level look. “You like her, admit it.”
Biffy muttered, “Major Channing seems to like nothing but Major Channing.”
Major Channing ignored this. “She’s plucky. I like plucky. She’s not, however, to Lord Akeldama’s taste. What does he really want with her?”
“Give it a rest, would you please Channing?”
“You know something!”
Lyall glared at him. “Yes. I know the right question to ask. You are not asking it.”
“Oh?”
“What have we learned on this little adventure of ours?”
Channing blinked icy blue eyes at his Beta blankly.
It was Biffy who answered. “That my master is not the only vampire to find Lady Maccon intriguing.”
“Exactly.” With which Professor Lyall turned once more to stare out the carriage window, apparently fascinated by the way the gas lighting flickered over the cobbled street.

DELETED BITS from Blameless

Blog entry all about the Knights Templar and the notes that built them into the men they are in 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 Origin’s of Ivy’s Letter Is 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.”

Bird’s nest hat by Chicago milliner Bes Ben, c. 1941 via @FashionHistoryM Twitter

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 the Parasol Protectorate Series

 

  • Fangirlish says of the Parasol Protectorate series: “You’ve got the steampunk, 007 spy angle with some supernatural shenanigans… and viola… it is one of the best book series ever!”
  • Magic of Books Book Video Blog says: “I don’t think I’ve read any book quite like this series. There’s just something really unique and refreshing about Gail Carriger’s writing. It’s incredibly humorous. It’s incredibly witty and I think, most important of all, it’s cleverly intelligent.”
  • BloomTV Video Blog says: “The writing is witty and hilarious and funny. That’s partly why I love Gail Carriger so much. She writes these amazing, unique characters who have witty banter with each other.”
  • Lindsey Rey does an Author Exploration on Gail Carriger: “What I love so much about Gail Carriger’s works are her characters. Her characters are always fully three-dimensional, they’re interesting, they’re funny, they make you laugh. The way Gail Carriger writes them you just fall in love with the entire cast.”
  • Emma Newman of Split Worlds series:: “Of course, it’s more than just the alternative history and world-building that made me fall in love with the series; the characters are great fun and the pacing is fantastic. It’s a gorgeous, sumptuous world that is fun and comforting to sink into, so if you haven’t tried it yet (and honestly, where have you been?) then please do.” (Emma is also the genius behind the Tea & Jeopardy podcast, and one of my favorite voice actresses.
  • Joy’s Book Blog says: “I don’t think you need to be a fantasy or steampunk fan to enjoy this series. It’s all about the humor.”
  • Lilyreadbooks says: “The perfect blend of Steampunk science, supernatural creatures, and Victorian comedy.”

Gail Carriger Parasolverse All Books In-World Chronological Order & Dates! (Occasional FAQ)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Hello my darling Gentle Reader!

By far one of my most frequently asked questions is:

In what order do the Parasolverse stories take place?

This is a really hard question answer because I am always adding new ones, and they often fit in around one another. So I can’t really do a perineal post here on the blog, which is, by it’s nature temporally, finite.

But Imma try!

This image is missing 2 (as of 2017), Curious Case – which would be far left, Romancing the Werewolf – far right.

The following list is current as of the end of 2018.

Which is to say any releases with a 2019 or later date will not appear, unless I am very good about updating this post.

If you want the MOST updated list of Gail’s Parasolverse books then you MUST VISIT THE WIKIA.

Sorry but, frankly, that is what the wikia is for. Ya know?

Parasolverse Books

Chronological Order

With Dates!

The Curious Case Spring 1841
Etiquette & Espionage Fall- Winter 1851
Curtsies & Conspiracies March 1852
Waistcoats & Weaponry February 1853
Manners & Mutiny December 1853
Poison or Protect Spring 1867
Soulless 1873
Changeless Winter 1873
Blameless Spring 1874
Heartless July – August 1874
Timeless April 1876
Romancing the Inventor Summer 1878
Prudence September 1895
Imprudence October 1895
Romancing the Werewolf December 1895
How to Marry a Werewolf April 1896
Competence Spring 1896

There you have it!

What About Reading Order?

Now reading order is a different matter and is hotly contested by my fans. As a completest I myself would read them in chronological order. However, most of the members of the Parasolverse Facebook Group contend they ought to be read in order written.

Which, as of now is…

  1. Parasol Protectorate
  2. Finishing School
  3. Delightfully Deadly
  4. Custard Protocol
  5. Supernatural Society
  6. Claw & Courtship

Yours,

Miss Gail

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Coop de Book: Gail’s monthly read along for November is Romancing the Werewolf.

OUT NOW!

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Romancing the Werewolf ~ A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger is now available (audio will follow).

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Allen & Ginter (American, Richmond, Virginia)
Carry Arms, from the Parasol Drills series

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Earl Grey Comes Out of the Cupboard

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Infographic: The Most Popular Font Types in the USA

Book News:

Quote of the Day:

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? There’s a wiki for that!


This Weekend: Romancing the Werewolf is Alive

Posted by Gail Carriger

Sunday, Gentle Reader, Romancing the Werewolf – A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger (me!) will be available for download in digital form!

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

For those of you who do not like to preorder, Sunday November 5, 2017 this book will be available to buy and read immediately. I have it distributed digitally to as many platforms as I possible.

Amazon | B&N | Kobo | Apple | Direct

And it’s only $3.99!

I’m hoping that will cut down on pirating.

Reviews are always greatly appreciated, if you feel so inclined. Why? Because they really are a tremendous boost to a book’s lifespan, reach, and (for self-pub) general acceptability in the eyes of the world.

All that said, this book is really for you. My ultimate fan service. I don’t know if someone unfamiliar with the Parasolverse would even get aspects of Romancing the Werewolf. The story will be accessible to everyone but the rest…?

I shall pass it along to a few of the mm reviewers who enjoyed The Sumage Solution but are not familiar with the Parasolverse. We shall see what they make of it. I’m wildly curious. I honestly have no idea what a reader new to my universe will take away from Romancing the Werewolf.

It’s going to be an interesting November.

What’s next?

On Sunday, while the ebook launches I will be doing battle to upload the print edition. There will be a lag while it’s approved through the distributors, and then I must snail mail myself a proof copy to check and make certain it’s printing correctly. After that it will be released into your hot little hands. See why there is a delay?

The size and style of this book will match the other two novellas (Romancing the Inventor and Poison or Protect) and I included The Curious Case of the Werewolf that Wasn’t short story at the back as a bonus for your patience (and for those who have been waiting to collect it in print outside of an anthology).

Print could take a week, but more likely two. The second it is available I will send out a special announcement to the Chirrup, so keep an eye to your inboxes.

Audio is in production but that takes as long as it takes. There is nothing I can do at this juncture, it is in Producer Bryan’s hands and the voice actor, Peter, has begun the slog.

Meanwhile, I hope you are content with the digital edition. I’m sincerely grateful for your patience with me as I continue to explore the odd ramifications of my hybrid author life.

Please enjoy Lyall’s homecoming, Biffy’s curtains, the questionable presence of wassail (I expect recipes to be shared on the Parasol Protectorate Group) and so much more silliness.

Yours in launch madness,

Miss Gail

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SCRIBBLES ROUND UP

  • Meat Cute ~ A Parasolverse Short
    Status: Rough draft complete. Layaway.
    Possible anchor short story for Secret Project A or SS collected/omnibus in 2018 or 2019.
  • TOC ~ San Andreas Shifters #2
    Status: Writing Rough draft.
    There’s a bartender with a mysterious ability and a big scruffy werewolf with a powerful crush. Gail is contemplating shifter food trucks ~ Do it raw! Sometimes we wiggle, sometimes the food does.

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Joaquín Sorolla Bastida (1863-1923) – Figura en blanco, Biarritz, 1906

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

The Girl behind the Wallpaper

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

The Bechdel Test, and Other Media Representation Tests, Explained

Book News:

Little Gail BIG Chair

Quote of the Day:

“One should do what one is best at on as large a scale as possible.”

~ Gail Carriger

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How to Throw a Book Launch Tea Party (Special Extras)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Dearest Gentle Reader, Romancing the Werewolf is right around the corner. And it lands on a Sunday.

Do you know what that means?

High Tea!

Here’s a sample of how to throw a high tea in honor of this or any other Parasolverse book (or any other book at all, I suppose)…

Invitation

You are cordially invited to a Parasolverse High Tea. There can be no more delightful way to enjoy the season than with delicious nibbles and a fabulous cup of tea.

Please attend {name of hostess/host} at {time} on the {day} of {month} at {venue} to enjoy good food, pleasant company, and scintillating conversation.

Guests are encouraged to wear hats in honor of Ivy or Biffy, carry parasols in honor of Alexia or Prudence, or even (gasp) cross-dress in honor of Madame Lefoux. BYOI (Bring Your Own Inventions) if you are maker and would like to expose others to your scientific method in steampunk style. Vampires and werewolves welcome, with the understanding that the former will keep their fangs to themselves, and the later will dress accordingly.

We hope to enjoy the pleasure of your company.
Sincerely,
Lady/Lord/Countess/etc. {your name here}

RSVP by footman, pigeon, or aetherogram.

P.S. Do not trust the ladybugs.

1900s via steampunktendencies

Venue
If your own abode is undersized, a backyard garden is a lovely place to host tea or, barring that, a public park or lakeside aspect.

Suggested Savory Comestibles

Sandwiches

  • Cucumber liberally spread with butter or cream cheese – I like to add a dash of dill
  • Egg Salad
  • Watercress (also good with cream cheese)
  • Chicken Salad
  • Smoked Salmon & Cream Cheese
  • Sharp Cheddar Cheese & Chutney

It is never a good idea to prepare the sandwiches too far ahead of time but if you do a clean, lightly damp dish towel spread over the arrangement will prevent them from drying out or being attacked by bugs

Other Savory Nibbles

1925 Esther Borough Johnson (British artist, 1867-1949) Tea Table in the Garden

Suggested Sweets & Puddings

The All Important Tea

Teacups

Now, if you do not own enough teacups and saucers you can encourage guest to bring their own. Ones that express individuality. This has benefits:

  1. You do not have to store them all
  2. Each guest can always identify his/her own cup
  3. Conversational openers are provided

Tea

Twinings English Breakfast Gold Label is high quality, not bitter, and hard to over brew. But it is expensive. I sometimes, sometimes, stock Earl Grey. If you want to wow your guests and you number coffee drinkers in the mix, try 1706 Strong.

Never Herbal, tisanes are for medicinal uses only.

Whole milk

Guests who require alternatives should bring such things as *shudder* skimmed milk or *double shudder* soy on their own.

Dietary Quirks

No hostess or host should ever have to suffer the peculiarities of diet in others that the modern world has foisted upon us. Eccentricity is one thing, pickiness another thing entirely. Medical dietary restrictions of an un-tea-party-like nature dictate the guest see to her own health through self-care or absence.

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Romancing the Werewolf ~ A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger will be available in digital form on Nov 5th (print & audio to follow).

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

 

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1904 EnsembleGustave Beer, 1904-1905The Metropolitan Museum of Art _ OMG that dress!

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Tea Masters: Jasmine tea’s many secrets

Alsace traditions and tea

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

A Bibliophile’s Guide to Finding Your Park

Book News:

Biffy YES!!!! Thank you! My victorian werewolf baby! via ace-artimis-fanartist tumblr

Quote of the Day:

“‘Yes, sir,’ said Jeeves in a low, cold voice, as if he had been bitten in the leg by a personal friend.”

~ P.G. Wodehouse

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Behind the Magic ~ A Great Deal Of Waffle About Werewolves in History

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

I’ve been nose deep into werewolves lately, Gentle Reader.

Yes, pun intended.

First there was releasing The Sumage Solution, then there was writing How to Marry a Werewolf (In 10 Easy Steps) and now there’s the arrival of Romancing the Werewolf.

In the process of all of this writing about werewolves, I came across some interesting articles, ballads, poems, and songs concerning historical Britain’s relationship to the wolf.

I thought you too might find them intriguing.

“Cambria’s proud Kings (tho’ with reluctance) paid
Their tributary wolves; head after head,
In full account, till the woods yield no more,
And all the rav’nous race extinct is a lost.”

~ Somerville’s Chase from James Harking’s British Animals Extinct Within Historic Times published in 1880.

“Thrice race famous Saxon king, on whom Time ne’er shall prey.
O Edgar! who compell’dst our Ludwall hence to pay
Three hundred Wolves a year for tribute unto thee;
And for that tribute paid, as famous may’st thou be,
O conquer’d British king, by whom was first destroy’d
The multitude of Wolves that long this land annoy’d.”

~ Drayton’s Polyolbion (Song ix) from James Harking’s British Animals Extinct Within Historic Times published in 1880.

“I see the ridge of hinds, the steep of the sloping glen
The wood of cuckoos at its foot,
The blue height of a thousand pines,
Of wolves, and roes, and elks.”

~ Translated from the Gaelic, The Aged Bard’s Wish from James Harking’s British Animals Extinct Within Historic Times published in 1880.

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GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1905 The Victoria & Albert Museum

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

We all knew Biffy would start designing clothing eventually.

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

The Victorian Art of Photography

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .

“They have committed one of two misdemeanors (or both). First, they have demonstrated that they have no respect for my time—and no concept of the value of what they’re asking me for. … The real ask in these cases is ‘Can I have your reputation?’ In other words, ‘Will you give me, for free, the single most valuable commodity you own, that you’ve worked your entire life to acquire?’”

~ Steven Pressfield on “clueless asks” (I get these all the time too)

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Quote of the Day:

“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”

~ Oscar Wilde

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Sample That Tasty Book! Romancing the Werewolf (Behind the Magic)

Posted by Gail Carriger

In early September, Twitter went a little crazy over #RuinABookTitleInOneLetter, Gentle Reader. I must say I followed the hashtag with no little amusement myself.

Anywho, Jared Tidwell‏ @CloudAdmin posted the following submission:

The Drapes of Wrath

Which I loved so so hard. I wish I had thought of it several months earlier, because it would have made the perfect opening chapter title for Romancing the Werwolf.

Here, you judge for yourself…

CHAPTER ONE

The Problem with Purple

“But Alpha, purple is simply not appropriate.” Quinn’s growly voice somehow edged into whining.

The rest of the werewolf pack tried to shush him, but the damage was done.

“I beg your pardon!” Sandalio de Rabiffano, newly minted Lord Falmouth, better known to the rarified fuzz and fang of the supernatural set as Biffy, Alpha of the London Pack, nearly leapt to his feet… at the dinner table. He was that offended. Of course, he remembered himself long before he could commit such a profound breach of etiquette. He was, after all, still Biffy.

He narrowed his eyes instead. “I assure you, purple is a perfectly delightful color and is more than appropriate to all venues, ages, genders, and species!”

“It doesn’t hearken to nature,” Phelan came to his pack mate’s defense with an intellectual argument. He cocked his head socratically, his studied air rather defeated by the fact that he had to stop stuffing his face with steak and kidney pie in order to talk. Biffy swung his discerning glare onto him, judging his manner, his decision to speak against his Alpha, his choice of argument, and his ill-judged belief that Quinn had opened the floodgates of objection.

This anti-purple rhetoric would be nipped, most sharply, in the bud. “Plenty of lovely natural things are purple: sunsets, sunrises for that matter, iris, aubergines, oysters.” Nip nip nip! “Although” – he frowned, and then remembered he didn’t like the way this wrinkled his forehead, so stopped – “these are all different shades of purple. Is that the true objection? Should I choose a different shade?”

A chorus of groans met that. They’d already been at this for an hour, Biffy finally settling on this particular deep, rich, dark plum velvet. Ordinarily, the pack didn’t care about interior decorations and would rather he choose without involving them. Ordinarily, he would have. But this was a communal curtain situation and they were his pack. Curtains should matter to his pack. And now, it seemed, of a sudden they did matter.

Biffy pursed his lips. He knew this was the correct color. Knew it in his very bones. Bones that moved and shifted and broke every full moon, so possibly not as reliable as they might once have been, but still… “Why are you arguing with me on this particular detail? Purple would suit the room best. You never usually care two tail shakes for this sort of thing.” Why object now about something I know is right?

Adelphus, who was at that moment wearing a purple evening jacket (not plum, more violet, but still), looked monumentally uncomfortable. He fiddled with one of the fabric samples set out before them. Biffy suppressed the instinct to slap the man’s hand away – Adelphus might leave a grease stain. But no, it was fine, Adelphus was mostly tame. “I simply feel the green…”

“In that room? Are you mad?” Biffy tried not to let the frustration color his voice. He knew what he was talking about. This was what he did. He made rooms beautiful. He made people beautiful. Or he used to, before he lost most of his soul and creativity.

Doubt, his old friend, shook him then. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe the purple is unpleasant. Maybe I’ve lost my eye for color as well as everything else. No. Stop second-guessing. It’s the purple or nothing. And nothing was not an option in a house full of werewolves. Sunlight being rather more of an issue when one was allergic to it.

He took a breath. I’m the Alpha, for goodness’ sake. Aren’t they supposed to listen to me? Instinctively obey me?

“God’s teeth, it’s only curtains!” Even Rafe, the most easygoing of the pack, was getting annoyed.

Biffy huffed. “Curtains,” he explained slowly as though to a very thick child (which, to be fair, rather defined Rafe’s character), “are a serious business.”

“Don’t you think they’ll be too dark for the room?” Hemming was clearly not at all sure of himself. It sounded as if he were trying to come up with an excuse. As if he really had some other reason for objecting. As if they all did.

What is going on here?

Biffy swept a critical gaze over his nervous pack. “All right, chaps, what’s the truth here? What’s actually wrong with purple?”

His pack all looked collectively guilty. They exchanged glances. Finally, they all turned to Adelphus as if he were the one best at calming their new, young, purple-minded Alpha.

Poor Adelphus. He isn’t my Beta, but he keeps getting cast in that role. Biffy winced away from that thought, like touching a sore tooth. He didn’t want to think about his Beta. He didn’t want to miss him.

He’d agree with me about the purple.

A nice dark plum, ideal to show off the daring ash furniture and sumptuous cream brocades he’d chosen for the rest of the drawing room. With some luscious ferns scattered about, and a few other plants, shelves of books, and other knickknacks. It would look rich and striking yet bright and welcoming and…

Adelphus looked uncomfortable. But at least he’s stylish. Perhaps I should listen to him. We have something in common.

Biffy paused to think a little on that. It took a great deal of effort for a werewolf to have style. Getting naked once a month, ripping clothes constantly, and turning into a slavering beast was only the start of the afterlife’s many dandy challenges.

Something for me to be proud of. Biffy had come a long way from the lonely, scruffy want-to-be vampire of his first few years as a werewolf pup. My hair alone was a complete shambles. Certainly, he still wasn’t a very good Alpha. He’d no idea how to run a pack. He’d never successfully metamorphosed a claviger, and he was still looked down upon by other Alphas. In fact, the litany of his failings over the past twenty years since his metamorphosis filled his brain, but… At least I am a werewolf with style. And I can bloody well pick out curtains!

He fully glared at Adelphus, putting Alpha will behind the look.

Adelphus crumpled. “See here, Alpha. I mean no disrespect and no insult to your former life.” His eyes were wary.

“Go on,” said Biffy, trying not to let his voice sink into a growl.

“But, sir…”

Now that felt weird. Adelphus was at least a hundred years his senior, possibly twice that, and sir was an honorific Biffy did not feel he deserved.

“Yes?”

“Purple is a vampire color.”

Biffy let out a long sighing kind of snort. “Oh, for goodness’ sake! We have colors now?”

Quinn tried to help. “It’s accepted all ‘round as standard practice for spaces and coaches and cushions and that sort of thing.” He failed the dismount.

“That sort of thing?” Biffy let his outrage show.

“It’s only, Alpha, this is a big step, us moving away from Himself next door. We don’t want any reminders of previous intimacies.” Hemming was trying to be kind.

What he was saying was actually: We don’t want you to have any reminders.

Biffy suddenly understood. They were worried he was pining for lost futures. How sweet of them.

“How many times do I have to tell you I’m not upset about being a werewolf instead of a vampire?”

Incredulous looks all ‘round.

“Fine, I’m not upset anymore. Honestly.”

All the werewolves were displaying varying degrees of disbelief. Biffy had made no secret, at first, that werewolf was not what he wanted for an afterlife. Back then, it had been hard to hide, he was so wounded, knowing he could have made it. To have enough excess soul to become a werewolf meant he might have become a vampire instead. Vampire would have suited him so much better – his personality, his plans, his future, his soul (or what was left of it). But that wasn’t what happened, and he’d had twenty years to come to terms with that. Purple curtains were not going to sway him into flights of his former melancholy.

I assure you, he wanted to say again, I’m not pining! Except that he was. Only it wasn’t for a state of undead – it was for a person. It wasn’t so much an ache, a void at the edge of his consciousness, as a missing piece. The same piece that was missing from his pack, the balance point that they all yearned for. The one who could, so easily and gently, have settled the matter of purple curtains.

Biffy told himself for the millionth time that it was nothing more than an Alpha’s need for his Beta. He refused to believe that after twenty years, his heart hurt for a connection it had had so long ago, for such a short space of time. He forced his mind not to go in that direction. There were too many other things, too many important things that he must deal with, and pining for his Beta (non-sexually or otherwise) wouldn’t solve anything.

With a sigh, he capitulated. Which likely wasn’t a good decision. Alphas were supposed to be strong, commanding, hold to their point of view. Or something like that.

He went with his second option. “I suppose blood red is out, too.”

The pack all looked at one another.

“We werewolves customarily get outdoor colors like browns and greens and such.” Phelan was trying to help.

Biffy glared. “I am attempting to give us an aura of sophistication! It’s 1895. We live in London. Earth tones are so very last decade!”

The werewolves now looked as though they were trying not to laugh. At least a few of them did.

“Why do vampires get to have purple? Is it a rule? Something to do with royalty?” Biffy had learned there were lots of unwritten rules to immortality. The werewolves called them protocols, but really they were traditionally codified rules.

Adelphus smiled. “Not officially. It’s more to do with Rome.”

Biffy grinned back. “Oh, yes, ancient history, is it?”

Biffy knew he had a bit of a lax attitude about tradition. But then again, wasn’t that part of his role? In his lucid days, before the previous Alpha went mad with Alpha’s curse, Lord Maccon would say, This is your time, Biffy. Bring us into the modern age. We have to learn to accommodate the present, or we are going to become obsolete. You’re important to all werewolves – you represent a new kind of Alpha.

I’m failing. I’m failing him. And I’m failing them. Well, us, I suppose I should say. He looked at his pack sitting around the dinner table, worried, uncomfortable.

Biffy stood. He wasn’t particularly tall, but he had good form and excellent posture. He was a practiced gentleman and he called upon that sophistication (in lieu of arrogance) so that he could put his beautifully shod foot very firmly down.

“Purple curtains. End of discussion.”

Adelphus opened his mouth. Biffy glared. “End. Of. Discussion.”

Adelphus snapped his mouth closed and tilted his head quickly to show his neck. “Yes, Alpha.”

With a start, the others followed suit.

Biffy marched from the room. Feeling a little faint. Which he attributed to not having had time to eat ­­– too busy arguing about curtains.

ace-artemis-fanartist biffy & lyall

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Romancing the Werewolf ~ A Supernatural Society Novella by Gail Carriger will be available in digital form on Nov 5th (print & audio to follow).

Gay reunion romance featuring your favorite reluctant werewolf dandy, the return of a certain quietly efficient Beta, and some unexpected holiday gifts.

SCRIBBLES ROUND UP

  • Meat Cute ~ A Parasolverse Short
    Status: Rough draft complete. Layaway.
    Possible anchor short story for Secret Project A or SS collected/omnibus in 2018 or 2019.
  • TOC ~ San Andreas Shifters #2
    Status: Writing Rough draft.
    There’s a bartender with a mysterious ability and a big scruffy werewolf with a powerful crush. The pack’s started a business called Heavy Lifting. Gail is contemplating shifter food trucks ~ Do it raw! Sometimes we wiggle, sometimes the food does.

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1903 France Fashion plate via shewhoworshipscarlin tumblr

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Why Dressing Nicely for a Flight Is Worth the Effort

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Fantasy Openings To Avoid

Book News:

Becca Dupont & Nina Rice – Professor Lyall, Alexia Tarabotti and Madame Lefoux out at DragconCon

Quote of the Day:

“Beware of the person of one book.”

~ Thomas Aquinas

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