We all have our favourite 'after a few reds' story. Mine is being locked up in French Guyana and rescued by the man who later married my sister. I've talked about it in detail, here at Black Velvet Seductions:

Blogging on TRS Blue

Hi everyone, I'm blogging about my upcoming release, Lady Lovett's Little Dilemma at   http://trsblue.blogspot.com.au/ and also about the sort of stories I write and the cover art.
Here's the lead-in, but if you want to read more, pop into The Romance Studio where you can read posts from a range of authors at the TRS blog-a-thon!

It'll be fun!

I write sensual or erotic Regency Historicals with lashings of intrigue under the pen name Beverley Oakley and traditional Regency Historical romances filled with mystery and intrigue under the name Beverley Eikli.

Writing about women trapped by convention and the honourable men who come to their aid are my favourite topics, and as my second erotic Regency is due out soon, I wanted to tell you a little about it...

The Cavalier Cover Art

Want to know how I met my gorgeous husband in Botswana and how he's influenced the heroes I write? It's all here:
http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/Interviews/BeverleyOakley2012.html

New cover Art & Great Review

I love the new cover I've just been sent of my Beverley Oakley July 2 release, Lady Lovett's Little Dilemma, which has the following blurb:

Eight years of marriage has not dimmed Cressida, Lady Lovett’s love for her husband but the birth of five children has cooled her ardour.

Now rumours are circulating that the kind, dashing and seemingly ever-patient Justin, Lord Lovett, has returned to the arms of his former mistress and Cressida believes her choices are stark: welcome her husband back to the marital bed and risk a sixth pregnancy she fears will kill her, or lose him forever.

With the astonishing discovery that methods exist to enable the innocent Cressida to transform herself into the vixen of her husband’s dreams without expanding her nursery, she seeks to repay the woman responsible for her empowerment … only to discover her unlikely benefactress was, and perhaps still is, her husband’s mistress.

And a another fabulous 5-star Review from Booked Up Reviews

Reviewer: Dolce Amore

I usually don’t like to read too many historical books because I find them boring, unreal, or full of errors. But this one was wonderful!

Miss Fanny Brightwell has to marry a rich man because her father lost everything before he died. When Alverley, the man Miss Fanny hoped to marry tells her that he wants her just as his mistress, she is devastated; that means that she'll have to marry the pestilential Lord Slyther, but that night she meets Viscount Fenton.

At first, Lord Fenton wants to marry her… however, after some lies by a jealous man and some misunderstandings he believes that Miss Fanny was a consummate lover and he offers carte blanche instead.

What a splendid book! I loved every moment of it. Ms. Beverley Oakley created an original and amazing plot. She keeps our attention through the whole book. And the characters… what can I say? Outstanding! I loved Mis Fanny and adore Lord Fenton. I enjoyed with their misunderstanding and I was delighted by their torrid and passionate meetings. And the end… made me burst out laughing. It rocks!

5 stars for her and I can hardly wait to read her new release… Ms. Beverley Oakley, I’m not above begging for more! I expect I won’t have to wait too much longer for it, you are now one of my favorite writers.

Publisher: Total E-Bound
Review Courtesy Of: ManicReaders

What would I do without critique partners? I thought I'd whip up a 10K piece for the Aussie gals' anthology and yes, I managed a first draft in five days of hurling myself at the computer between the washing up and story time. I'd been pot boiling this story for months and it was destined to be about a 50K novella. However, the bones of the story lent itself to a poignant reunion story with each partner of the now dissolved couple believing the other guilty of a betrayal which had sent them on a downwards spiral until their unexpected meeting.

Essentially, the story is only two scenes and there's a lot of emotion to incorporate which must be laid bare without backstory getting in the way. Yet back story is essential. It's what ups the pace and makes the reader keep turning the page asking, 'But why...?" I think that's where my true love lies: perfecting that page-turning response, upping the ante and feeding in tiny snippets of backstory to create suspense.

However, it's my brilliant critique partners, Jess Dee, Bernie and Frances who give me the honest low down on where there's too much of it - the dreaded backstory! - and not enough emotion.

I'm on the home stretch now. Just a few more hours and I'll have it nailed. But my dreams of uninterrupted writing hours to get it done today are just that:  I have school volunteer reading for my 6-year-old's class and my Vic Uni Short Story class to teach.

Anyway, here's to those great gals who tell me the unglossed truth and inspire me with their feedback which helps me always to 'make it better'.

I'll get there soon!

Living in a Parallel Universe

It's so good that Eivind is now more than half way through his command upgrade. If all goes to plan I can start calling him Captain Darling in May or June.

Yesterday he had Sessions 4 & 5 in the simulator which is exactly the same as the cockpit of the 737 except that it's... a simulator. An exhausting session from all accounts as they were loaded up with multiple engine failures, unruly passengers, bad weather, two alternate airports that couldn't be used due to closed runways and storms and faulty flaps.

I told him we had more in common than he realised. In the simulator he's acting out a fantasy in a parallel universe so he can save passenger lives while I'm doing the same thing at my computer.

What a beautiful day - even though I haven't had a glass of wine and the kids have put sticky fingers on my keyboard.

It's the last weekend before the school holidays so with a lovely little friend to amuse the girls I got half way through the novella I'm submitting for an anthology to be published by a group of Australian writers.

If it doesn't make the cut I'll see if my lovely TEB editor, Rebecca, likes it. It's 8000 words with a twist in the tail... haven't got to the end but I've spent enough hours pot-boiling it so I think it'll work out.

Busy, busy on other things, mainly promo. I'm part of the Web hunt at Night Owl Reviews and I'm also building up my Beverley Oakley Facebook page. Have a look and give me suggestions as to how to improve it. I'm learning on the hoof!

School holidays means hard work
School holidays are always challenging as one tries to balance the necessary entertainment of kids with the self-imposed or very real spectre of advancing deadlines. Fortunately I really believe I'll get my latest novella off to Ellora's Cave by the end of tomorrow.

In the meantime my wild six-year-old is shredding the Saturday papers into tiny pieces. I'm sure she's going to ask if she can set fire to them, next, as I made the mistake of recounting my blissful childhood when I had my own fire pit at the bottom of our garden in Adelaide, South Australia, where I concocted various witches' brews in an old three cornered pot my mother tossed my way.

However, as we've had rain, hail and generally freezing weather I might be off the hook. Its just gets so tiring being the parent who always says 'no' when the other one is always away, flying. Eivind assures me the full-on commitment required by his 737 command upgrade is not representative of the usual pattern and that he can bid for a more family-friendly roster and I do believe him and am supportive. My 18 years as a trailing spouse in twelve countries has equipped me for odd hours, such as regular two months away and one month at home during his survey job, or four months away when he flew in Antarctica.

That said, I loved turning the tables and being the one to take a two-month contract in Sweden, pre-kids, while he stayed at home when he was chief pilot of the airborne geophysical survey company we both worked for. I wanted the job - for both the excitement and the novelty of being away (as well as the money) - but I also wanted him to know that it can be plain drudgery simply keeping the house in order in the domestic sphere. Of those two months I have very happy memories of gathering blueberries by the lake at the resort where the crew was stationed and going to nightclubs in the Arctic circle town of Arvidsjaur. I doubt Eivind remembers much of his time spent making solo meals and doing the washing.

So now I've pandered to my daughter's whims and generally been the good parent - with an interlude drinking wine with my sister who is also married to a Norwegian pilot she met in Botswana, like me. While the four kids ran around we had a great time discussing family dysfunctionality and the difficulty of being appreciated as a returning mother to the workforce with disparate world-wide work experience.

That said, it's now time to get the girls to bed, print out my 54,000 word novel about star-crossed lovers involving an older woman and a younger man, and go to bed.

But first I must check the electronic diary to see when my lovely husband is home so I can prepare a nice dinner to reflect my understanding that his stress levels in the hot seat are high.

Being the wife of a shift-worker requires a broad level of skills including frustration-free nurturing, understanding, appreciation and good old fashioned appreciation.

And I can do all of that... just as long as I can claw enough out of a day for 'just me'.

There's a fun competition happening over at Night Owl Reviews - 

http://www.nightowlreviews.com/nor/Pages/springflingdetails.aspx - with lots of prizes on offer, including a copy of my recent release, Rake's Honour.

Meanwhile, I'm going to enjoy today's beautiful weather finishing my work in progress while the girls have gone off to the beach with their friends - two lovely brothers aged 7 and 9 who each gave my girls 'Secret admirer' Valentine's Day Cards and 6 little chocolate seashells. Sophie and Lillie were so excited.

My lovely husband is returning today, also. His hectic flying schedule as he completes his command upgrade on the 737 (commuting out of Sydney) means I'm always checking the electronic diary to see if he'll be home that night so I should organise something a bit nicer than usual for dinner.

Home is where the Alpacas are - sometimes...

A couple of weeks ago I made a flying visit to my home state of South Australia for an author chat at the Clare Valley Library. At the same time I visited dad at our family property, Wuthering Heights, just 6km North of Clare, a B&B amidst 80acres of trees and hills set among the valley's vineyards. Here I am with the family alpacas.

Now I'm back home again and there's lots to keep busy with. I'm nearly finished my work in progress featuring a sweet, neglected viscount's wife and the handsome younger man with whom she falls in love.

There's also a fun competition being held at The Romance Reviews  http://www.theromancereviews.com/event.php. in which my latest sensual Regency Historical Rakes Honour is up for grabs if you answer one easy question.


Now it's time for bed. My lovely husband is watching a Norwegian thriller on TV while I think it's time for me to finish the excellent Monica McInerny 'At Home with the Templetons'. She was a local Clare Valley girl, growing up near us, and so I thought it was high time I read one of her books. I'm loving it!

It's been a busy but a thoroughly enjoyable ten days hosting old friends, Pat and Mark, from Lesotho. I was a small girl growing up with their son, Julian, and it's been so fun to cover the decades and countries we've lived in since then. My mother and Pat were great friends.

Each day now I'm anticipating the cover art for my next two releases: Lady Lovett's Little Dilemma and my anthology story The Cavalier. July 2 and July 16 are the release dates.


Rake's Honour has also received only 5-Star reviews (three of them) so its reception has been really pleasing. It's not yet listed on Amazon.

And so a new week begins and its back to making sandwiches and making sure school hats are not forgotten and homework is done on time. And lights are out by 9.30pm meaning I must go now.

Promo - Too Little or Too Much

While I now have two author names I reasoned I wouldn't have to do twice as much promo. Besides, how much is too much, and how much does it really count?

For three years I've promoted my lavish hardcovers, published by Robert Hale, with author talks and interviews and a bit of blogging. The books were acquired by a number of libraries, and expensive in Australia, so I chose to ignore popular romance sites on the web to promote them.

In January Robert Hale released my Regency Intrigue Lady Farquhar's Butterfly (under my original writing name Beverley Eikli) as an e-book. A week later, Total-e-Bound released my sensual Regency Historical, Rake's Honour (published under my new pseudonym, Beverley Oakley).

Since then, I've been working overtime to promote both of them. That's meant, often, two different author pages on many sites. I've kept my picture and bio the same but the heat level of each is different - though the level of plot and intrigue is similar. I don't want one of my traditional readers of a Beverley Eikli to find themselves blushing at a Beverley Oakley.

My stories are about women, trapped by convention in a man's world, trying to follow their dreams. Sometimes my heroines are feisty - such as Fanny Brightwell as in Rake's Honour;  sometimes they've had the fire knocked out of them by abusive and drunken husbands - such as Olivia in Lady Farquhar's Butterfly; or sometimes they're still desperately in love with their husbands but don't know how to navigate the matter of procreation - or minimising it - as is the case with Cressida - in my July 2 release Lady Lovett's Little Dilemma - who has five children by the age of 25.

So I've been blogging, advertising with The Romance Studio, The Romance Reviews, Night Owl Reviews, updating my bio with Amazon. I've even tweeted a little (@BeverleyOakley), though I'm still learning the ropes.

Will it make a difference?

Well, I'm learning a lot, both about the process and other writers and their work so that's not a bad thing.

As for the decision to take a pseudonym... only time will tell whether I've made a rod for my own back.

The sting in the tail - or in this case, the toe!

Last night I finished another novella about an older woman and a younger man with lashings of romance, culminating in the usual twist in the tale or (more in this instance, sting in the tail).

Talking of stings in the tail, this morning, I had a rude welcome to the day with a real sting in the toe when I put on my shoe in the kitchen and, shrieking with pain, withdrew my foot to find a spider clamped to the end of my toe. Its fangs were so embedded I couldn't get the spider off for some seconds. I then flung it to the ground, covered it with a glass, then flicked it into a clear ziplock plastic sandwich bag and pierced it with a pin so I could identify it.

Fortunately it wasn't the horrible White-tail I'd feared, so at least my toe isn't going to necrotise or have to be amputated. But it was painful!

Is there a moral to that story? Well, nothing cleverer than check your shoes before you put your feet into them.

An Old Story Ends & A New One Begins
Well, I've typed THE END to my latest story. I've never tackled an older woman, younger man romance and I'll certainly rest this one for a while before I hand it over to my brilliant critique partners. It's the first book in a series so the ending was challenging. How do I satisfactorily wrap up the story with respect to my two central characters when the action is just about to shift to the daughter? Well, I've done it so that's a rhetorical question. Now I need a bit of distance - and some honest feedback from my good old Ozcritters - before I'm in a better position to know if I have or not.

A wonderful review from JERR

When one gets a bad review one has to just take it on the chin and move on. On the other hand, a good review can make your heart sing and just push the passion through that pen! I got such a review for my recently released Rake's Honour. 5 stars from Just Erotic Romance Reviews. Here it is....

Title: Rake’s Honour


Author: Beverly G Oakley

Publisher: Total E Bound
http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=1503

Reviewer: Barbara McCormick

Rating: 5 Stars
Heat

Level: O

Fanny Brightwell must find a husband or be married off to the odious Lord Slyther. Her first attempt at doing so leads her into a compromising position, from which she is rescued by the dangerous rogue Viscount Fenton. Fenton discovers that the memory of Fanny’s kisses haunt him. The two meet at a ball and have an unexpectedly passionate encounter. Afterward, Fenton offers to set her up as his mistress. Since her family’s fortunes rest on her ability to marry well, Fanny must take control of the situation.

The characters in Rake’s Honour, a Regency romance, leap off the page and into the reader’s heart. Fanny is well aware of her obligations to her family, yet yearns to find a husband she can love. Fenton has outgrown his childish excesses and is ready to settle down with a wife. The heat between these two practically sets fire to the pages, a mean trick for an e-book! Ms. Oakley brings the setting and time period to life without lengthy descriptions of society’s strict rules. The sex, oh my goodness, the sex is hot and in unusual settings as Fenton and Fanny must hide what they are up to from the eyes of judgmental society. Supporting characters like Fanny’s younger sister and her friend and confidante, Lord Quamby, bring added life to a lush story. The pacing is just perfect, keeping you in your chair reading right through to the end. The “mamas” are ever present, placing demands on their children to marry well for family’s sake. In the end, Rake’s Honour is about satisfying society’s demands while still finding ways to remain true to oneself and one’s heart. For these reasons, Rake’s Honour earns an honored spot on my re-read stack.

Website Update - New look coming soon.

I've been trying to get an RSS feed onto my website for absolutely ages - and now I've done it, thanks to incredibly knowledgeable and helpful fellow romance writer, Maree Anderson- http://www.mareeanderson.com/

Maree is a fellow Romance Writers of Australia member and clearly far more knowledgeable than I am about this sort of thing. Our organisation is a marvellous resource for information. I've posted my RSS-related queries onto so many technical forums and got nowhere. The advice never worked for me. Last night, however, I posted my question onto the RWA author loop, got my answer by morning and in a couple of clicks had achieved what I've spent hours and days trying to achieve through various other channels. So thank you, Maree!

Beautiful Clare Valley

I love visiting dad and Wuthering Heights, the fabulous 80-acre property that's been in the family for 30 years. We built the mud brick Bronte Manor and now there are three cottages nestled amongst 25,000 trees.

Last night I returned to Clare to do an author talk at the Town Hall. It was a really lovely night, supported by many lovely Clare people and followed by a delicious supper put on Friends of the Library. Thank you to all of them!

My journey from Gisborne to Clare, however, felt like one of those epic road trips. I was booked on staff travel on the 10.10am, but was bumped because an earlier cancelled flight meant every last seat on this flight was booked. We couldn't help but look daggers at the stragglers onto the plane, which scotched our chances of getting on. (Yes, I know, they were paying passengers.)

We then had two hours to wait for the next plane but were told there were no seats available, however if there were no-shows (i.e. people on flex-fares who didn't show up) we'd have a chance.

Fortunately, there were and the three of us got on. A lovely gentleman called Trevor (and fellow standby passenger who was chewing his fingernails like me) was trying to get to a funeral in Adelaide. He was hiring a car so he drove me from the airport to the railway station and then I caught the train to Mawson Interchange and a bus to Gawler where dad picked me up to drive the last hour to Clare. I made it just in time to have a glass of white wine with my sister before getting into my glad rags for the talk.

A nice evening, as I said!

And now it's morning, the birds are singing and it's time to help dad reorganise the layout of his memoirs before I make my epic way home.

Sunday morning dramas

Yesterday my Sunday morning slumber was rudely disturbed by my 7-year-old nephew and 6-year-old daughter bursting in on me in great consternation as the rain thundered down on the tin roof.

"Mummy! Auntie Bevie! You've got to climb onto the roof. Quickly! We left Auntie Penny's birthday presents there in a box last night."

I'd stayed overnight at my sister's house to look after her two little boys so she and her husband could go to a party in Echuca, 2 hours away, leaving my husband to enjoy the solitude of our own house so he could study in peace.

Now, here I was in my green and pink polka dot pyjamas climbing a 15ft ladder in the pouring rain at the crack of dawn, wondering whether I should tell Penny that under my watch the kids had actually done this, or just get the presents - and me - safely out of the rain and just leave it.

The joys of children! And I thought it was going to be the two-year-old who'd be the problem!

Win an e-copy of Rake's Honour

Today I'm blogging with the lovely Maria-Claire Payne, a fellow Total-e-Bound writer at:

http://maria-clairepayne.com/a-no-sex-sexy-saturday-book-give-a-way-with-beverley-oakley 


Maria-Claire is one energetic gal - as you can see from her blog! I've included an excerpt of Rake's Honour and a bit about me.


Meanwhile, this is no ordinary Sunday as I've stayed over to look after my two nephews, together with my two girls, so my sister could go away for a party overnight with her husband, and mine could.... study at our home! (That's what happens when you're married to a pilot. Sleep and study and time away from home flying mean that I look after the kids a fair bit.) However, dh took our six-year-old on a special daddy/daughter trip to buy her the roller skates she's been saving up for. 


Last night was a very broken up night with my two-year-old nephew looking for his mummy but now the kids are eating breakfast and I've snatched a quiet couple of minutes.


Anyway, tell me what you like about the cover art and you're in the pool to win a copy of Rake's Honour.

New Contract

It's always exciting to receive a new contract. This evening I signed my third contract with Total-e-Bound for a novella to be included in their Bodices and Boudoirs anthology. It's called The Cavalier and is set during the English Civil war and under my Beverley Oakley name. It'll come out on July 16, exactly two weeks after my second release on July 2, entitled Lady Lovett's Little Dilemma.

The cover art for LLLD should be coming soon. That's always exciting, too. It'll be very different from my Hale book covers but then the covers reflect the type of story and my Hale books are traditional Regencies and my TEB books are more sensual. Essentially, the stories are still the same stories, though.