Song of Pemberley – WIP

Song of Pemberley – WIP

So far, I’ve published two books this year: Darcy Vs Wickham and The Darcy Vs Collection. If I can spring the muse…and possibly the extra time, I should publish two more variations by December. Or one might turn out to be The Four Lords’ Reunion. Depends on what my muse demands.

At the moment, I’m working on my third book for 2021, and that is Song of Pemberley. Just briefly, the plot will involve Elizabeth visiting the Peaks and Derbyshire where she and the Gardiners tour Pemberley and encounter Mr. Darcy and his sister.

Bingley has not let Netherfield yet, so Elizabeth and Darcy have never met…or have they? Pemberley seems familiar and Darcy also seems familiar to her. Unbeknownst to Elizabeth, she seems familiar to Darcy as well. I wonder what this could lead to especially since Elizabeth is enamored with the cascade and its musical water.

Yes, Devonshire’s Chatsworth is Pemberley to me, so I am going to incorporate some of its attractions. 🙂

Here is a small taste of this new WIP. Beware, though, that Chapter I probably will be expanded before I start Chapter II. ENJOY!

Chapter I

Jane, Elizabeth, Kitty, and Lydia Bennet hurried out Longbourn’s front door as the Gardiner’s coach came up the drive. Although the air was cold, the snow that had prevented the family’s visit for the holidays had disappeared allowing them to finally come for a short stay with the Bennets in Meryton, a small town in Hertfordshire just north of London.

“Izzy, Izzy.” Little Edward’s voice could be heard, loud and clear, within the coach’s confines much to the dismay of his mother.

“Edward, Lizzy knows you are here. Give me a moment, and you can give her a hug.”

Breaking free of his mother’s arms and quicker than his father, Edward threw open the door and leaped into his cousin’s arms.

His cousin, Elizabeth Bennet, however, was more than prepared for her young relative as she caught his wild maneuver and spun him around much to his delight.

While his mother gave a sigh of relief that the two cousins remained on their feet, laughter surrounded them as the other family members and servants either laughed in delight or joined his mother in sighs of relief that no one was injured.

“I swear, Edwin, that young man will be the death of me yet.”

Her husband, Edwin Gardiner, laughed, gave his wife a hug, and said, “Aren’t you pleased that we only have one like him for now, Maddie?”

Madeline Gardiner glared at him for but a moment, then she succumbed to the giggles that ended as quickly as they had begun. Frowning and looking askance at him and then laying a hand on her slightly protruding stomach, she sighed. “I’m hoping that we have another little girl,” she muttered.

Gardiner chuckled as he stepped out and then handed his wife out of the carriage. “My love, I will be pleased with whatever little one we are blessed with…including another Edward. But I do hope we have a healthy child that moves a little slower.”

From inside Longbourn, they could hear Fanny Bennet screech that the Gardiners had finally arrived. Edwin and Madeline just rolled their eyes and prepared to abandon their coach with their eldest child, Olivia, who was five years of age and much quieter than her three-year-old brother, the daredevil.

Gardiner barely had time to give instructions to his driver and groom who accompanied them before his sister bustled out the front door and grabbed him in a bear hug.

“Welcome, welcome, Edwin. I am so glad you and Maddie and the children were able to come for a short while. We missed you at Christmastide and Twelfth Night. Come in, come in. We have hot tea and coffee and sandwiches and something for your sweet tooth as well.”

“Sounds delicious, Fanny. Give us a few minutes to get our trunks unloaded and settled in our rooms, and we will meet the family downstairs.”

“Oh, Madeline. You are coming along nicely, I see.” With that comment, Fanny proceeded to give her sister-in-law a hug also, though not quite as vigorous as the one her brother received.

“I am pleased to see you too, Fanny.” Mrs. Gardiner kept her composure and refrained from rolling her eyes at her sister by marriage because she understood some of what made Mrs. Thomas Bennet such a boisterous woman. Her nerves were the major culprit as the lady worried excessively about her family, especially her daughters.

With Longbourn Manor entailed to a cousin of Mr. Bennet, Thomas Bennet’s wife worried about being thrown into the hedgerows if anything were to happen to her husband. And her fears were not amiss as Bennet was inclined to do the least possible, in regard to the estate, and spent the bulk of his time in his study immersed in a book. Thus, the estate’s income was smaller than it could have been and ensured that the Bennet daughter’s had insufficient dowries to attract eligible young men. It truly was a worrisome thing for Mrs. Bennet.  

Jane, Mary, and Elizabeth greeted their aunt and uncle, took Olivia by the hand and escorted both children into the house to get them settled in the nursery. Their other sisters were already in the main drawing room along with Mr. Bennet as the two maids readied the tea and other refreshments. It was good to have family all together even if it was just for a short time.

As soon as the book publishes, I will do a Giveaway. Keep on the watch for it. Probably show up in July. Have a wonderful week. <3



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16 Responses to Song of Pemberley – WIP

  1. I just finished reading (and commenting on Amazon) your impressive Darcy Vs. Collection and so really look forward to your new work.

    • Thank you, Joy. I’m delighted you enjoyed and commented on the ‘Darcy vs Collection’. I’m working to make ‘Song of Pemberley’ the most romantic one so far.

    • Thank you, Regina. With the move to Illinois last year, with the exception of ‘Darcy Vs Elizabeth’, everything was on hold until I could get my life more or less under control. Yeah right! 🙂 However, I’m now getting back into the writing groove and hope to publish at least four books a year. After all, I have around fifty plots/premises that I might as well make use of. 🙂

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