17 February 2012

Rosemary Morris

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Tangled Love
Rosemary Morris

The theme and plot for Tangled Love evolved while I read about the Stuart Kings and Queens. 
What, I asked myself, would the effect have been on a child whose father did not like James’ II character, politics or religion?
To explain the background to Tangled Love, I wrote the following Author’s Notes.
“When the outwardly Protestant Charles II died in 1685, he left a country torn by religious controversy but no legitimate children. The throne passed to his Catholic brother James.
It was an anxious time for the people, whose fears increased when James II, became so unpopular that he was forced into exile. In 1688, James’s Protestant daughter, Mary, and her husband, William of Orange, became the new queen and king of England.
Some English Protestants, who had sworn allegiance to James II, refused to take a new oath of allegiance to William and Mary and joined him in France.
When James’s younger daughter, Anne, inherited the throne in 1702, many Protestant exiles returned to England. Others declared themselves Jacobites, supporters of James II son, James III, by his second wife, Mary of Modena, and stayed abroad. They believed James III should be king.”
Tangled Love begins with a prologue set in 1693 in which, Richelda, my ten year old heroine faces her first major conflict.  When my reader next meets Richelda at the age of eighteen Queen Anne is on the throne and she has suffered the result of her father’s decision to follow James II to France.
Tangled Love is the story of two estates, dilapidated Bellemont and Field House.  When Richelda’s parents died she was left penniless and alone, holding onto the oath she gave her father to reclaim Field House, their ancestral home.
Richelda entrusts her heart to the parson’s son, Dudley, but he is not all that he seems.  Her wealthy aunt saves her from poverty, and wants to arrange her marriage to a dashing Viscount, whose care and attention make Richelda think and feel against her wishes.
However, as she travels a new path to London, she never forgets her oath.  But hidden danger lurks. When she tries to find a legendary treasure trove, she must also fight not only for her life but for true love.


     Nine year-old Richelda Shaw sat on the floor in her nursery. She pulled a quilt over her head to block out the thunder pealing outside the ancient manor house while an even fiercer storm raged deep within. Eyes closed, she remained as motionless as a marble statue.
    Her mother’s personal maid, Elsie tugged the quilt from her head. ‘Stand up child, there’s nothing to be frightened of. Come, your father’s waiting for you.’
      Richelda trembled. Until now Father’s short visits from France meant gifts and laughter. This one made Mother cry while servants spoke in hushed tones.
Followed by Elsie, Richelda hurried down broad oak stairs. For a moment, she paused to admire lilies of the valley in a Delft bowl.  Only yesterday, she picked the flowers to welcome Father home then arranged them with tender care. Now, the bowl stood on a chest, beneath a pair of crossed broadswords hanging on the wall.
      Elsie opened the massive door of the great hall where Father stood to one side of an enormous hearth. Richelda hesitated. Her eyes searched for her mother before she walked across the floor, spread her skirts wide and knelt before him.
      Father placed his right hand on her bent head. ‘Bless you, daughter, may God keep you safe.’ He smiled. ‘Stand up, child. Upon my word, sweetheart, your hair reminds me of a golden rose. How glad I am to see roses bloom in these troubled times.’
        Richelda stood but dared not speak for she did not know him well.
        Putting an arm round her waist, he drew her to him. ‘Come, do not be nervous of your father, child. Tell me if you know King James II holds court in France while his daughter, Mary, and William, his son-in-law, rule after seizing his throne?’
      ‘Yes, Mother told me we are well rid of King James and his Papist wife,’ she piped up, proud of her knowledge.
     With a sigh, Father lifted her onto his knee. ‘Richelda, I must follow His Majesty for I swore an oath of allegiance to him. Tell me, child, while King James lives how can I with honour swear allegiance to his disloyal daughter and her husband?’
      Unable to think of a reply, she lowered her head breathing in his spicy perfume.
    Father held her closer. ‘Your mother pleads with me to declare myself for William and Mary. She begs me not to return to France, but I am obliged to serve King James. Do you understand?’
      As she nodded her cheek brushed against his velvet coat. ‘Yes, I understand, my tutor told me why many gentlemen will not serve the new king and queen.’
        ‘If you remain in England, you will be safe. Bellemont is part of your mother’s dowry so I doubt it will be confiscated.’
        If she remained in England! Startled, she stared at him.
       Smiling, he popped her onto her feet. ‘We shall ride. I have something to show you.’
     Before long, they drew rein on the brow of a hill. Father pointed at a manor house in the valley.  ‘Look at our ancestral home, Field House. The Roundheads confiscated it soon after the first King Charles’ execution.  Richelda, I promised my father to do all in my power to regain the property.’ Grey-faced, he pressed his hand to his chest. ‘Alas, I have failed to keep my oath,’ he wheezed.
        Richelda not only yearned to help him keep his promise to her grandfather, she also yearned to find the gold and jewels legend said her buccaneer ancestor, Sir Nicholas, hid.
      She waited for her father to breathe easy before she spoke. ‘If we found the treasure trove you could buy Field House.’
      ‘Ah, you believe Sir Nicholas did not give all his plunder to Good Queen Bess,’ he teased.
      ‘Elsie told me legend says he hid some of his booty in Field House.’  The thought of it excited her.  In his old age, when Sir Nicholas retired from seafaring, is it true that he put his ship’s figurehead, Lady Luck, in the great hall?’
     ‘Yes, for all I know she is still above a mighty fireplace carved with pomegranates, our family’s device.’
          ‘I would like to see it.’
           ‘One day, perhaps you will. Now, tell me if you know our family motto.’
           ‘Fortune favours the brave.’
           ‘Are you brave, my little lady? Will you swear on the Bible to do all in your power to regain Field House?’
        To please him and excited by the possibility of discovering treasure she nodded.

Rosemary Morris’s ten dinner guests:

A.C. Baktivedanta Swami Prabhupada. Years ago, when my husband came from Kenya to read law at Middle Temple, he was desperate to find an English translation of The Srimad Bhagavatam, which relates the pastimes of Lord Krishna in his original and other forms. At that time his search was unsuccessful but, eventually, he came across The Bhagavadgita As it Is, the Srimad Bhagavatam and many other praiseworthy books translated by A.C.Bhakrivedanta Swami Prabhupada. Like the famous Mahabharat and Ramayana the Srimad Bhagavatam rivals the Iliad and the Odyssey.  It would, therefore, be a pleasure to dine with His Grace who spread the knowledge of Lord Krishna all over the world without denigrating other religions.

Indradyumna Swami, a disciple of A.C.Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada.  He was born on May 20th, 1949 in Palo Alto, California in the U.S.A. In Detroit in 1970, he met Swami Prabhupada’s disciples in Detroit.  They made such a strong impression on the 21 year-old that in due course of time he took initiation from Swami Prabhupada.  Since then he has preached all over the world and writes the Diary of a Traveling Preacher in which he introduces the reader to amazing places he has visited such as the ancient Vedic Temple of Fire,  on the outskirts of Baku in Azerbaijan.
“The history of the place, with its natural gas fires coming out of the earth goes back thousands of years …”
Diary of a Traveling Preacher Volume V {May 2003 – November 2004}

Lord Jesus Christ.  There is so much speculation about Him that I would ask him to reveal the truth. During his lost years did he go to India?  Did he visit Glastonbury?  Did he die on the cross or did he survive and spend his remaining years in India? Was he buried in Kashmir?  Was Mary Magdalene his wife? Was he an Essene?

St Francis of Assisi His deep sense of brotherhood under God embraced others, and he declared that “he considered himself no friend of Christ if he did not cherish those for whom Christ died.” He believed nature is the mirror of God, and regarded all creatures as his brothers and sisters, to the point at which he preached to birds.  It is also alleged he tamed a hungry wolf, persuading it not to attack villagers if they fed him. I would like to hear him recite his “Canticle of the Creatures” in which he refers to ‘Brother Sun’, ‘Sister Moon’, the wind and water and ‘Sister Death.’ 

Mother Theresa. When I think of her I am in awe. She renounced material life in order to become a nun and humbly minister to lepers, the homeless and the poorest of the poor in the Calcutta slums.

Edward II King of England and Wales.  I am writing a novel set in his reign so I want to know if he was more than Piers Gaveston’s devoted friend. I also want to know if he was murdered or if an unfortunate man was murdered in his place. If Edward II was not murdered, where did he live for the rest of his life?

Georgette Heyer in her lifetime, a reclusive author.  I would enjoy hearing her speak about her historical novels, and listening to her share her knowledge of the Regency period.

Elizabeth Chadwick. I enjoy her mediaeval novels which are enhanced by the lengths she goes to research them.  It would be fascinating to hear her speak about William Marshal, The Greatest Knight.

William Ewart Gladstone four times Prime Minister.  In spite of accusations of time-serving and hypocrisy it is said he was the most faithful and enlightened steward there has ever been of our national finance.  He could not stand waste.  In the phraseology of the time he believed the country’s resources should ‘fructify the pockets of the people’ and not be wasted on public or private extravagance.  (What would he think of today’s fat cats?) Amongst other worthy causes he advocated right against might when setting free smaller nations crushed by militant autocracies.  What would he make of modern day Britain?

Prince Charles.  I would like to discuss his stance on Green issues and wangle an invitation to visit his organic gardens at Highgate, his country house.  I would also like to invite him to visit my own humble organic garden and state my case for vegetarianism.

Tangled Love by Rosemary Morris.
Published by MuseItUp

Available from MuseItUp Book Store Amazon and elsewhere.
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Helen, Thank you for inviting me onto your blog. Please join me and my guests for dinner,

 HH: Thank you - I would be delighted to accept & to meet such interesting guests (I had lunch with Elizabeth Chadwick recently! Lovely lady!)

Rosemary Morris’s forthcoming releases from MuseItUp.
Sunday’s Child June 2012
False Pretences October 2012


  1. Fascinating guest list, Rosemary - I admire many of the people on it, but I'd be too shy to speak to them. I think I'd sit back quietly and listen to the conversations! Good luck with Tangled Love!

  2. that's the nice thing about "imaginary" dinner parties Susan, you can imagine yourself as not being shy!

  3. I have Tangled Love waiting to be read and can't wait to get on with it. I think your guest list is a wonderful way to discover what you are really interested in. What a wonderful exercise. We should all do that. Not only do we see a deeper Rosemary but I'm sure you've noticed a few things about yourself you hadn't realized, too Rosemary.

    You have a lovely blog, Helen, and provide a fabulous service to authors. I'll linger a while :)

  4. Thank you Wendy - I hope you enjoy reading Tangled Love

  5. Wendy,

    Thank you for buying Tangled Love. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed reading it. If possible please review it on Amazon kindle,

    All the best,

  6. Susan,

    No need to be shy, I'm sure my wonderful guests would be happy to speak to you,

    All the best,
    Rosemary Morris



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