Blog Posts for Rosy Cole

Pax Aeterna

Rosy Cole — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 11:42:20 -0800

They are getting closer. I hear them, wave upon wave, mounted upon terrified steeds, poor abused beasts who have no Francis to calm them. I hear the clash of steel, the primal screams and cries, the whinnying, the shuddering clack of wood upon wood and stone. Francis raised these walls with his own bare hands until they were chafed sore and ...

A Rude Awakening

Rosy Cole — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 05:53:22 -0800

The Berkeley Trilogy is novelised biography They named the child William, in memory of Mary’s Pa, and Fitzhardinge, the ancestral name of the Berkeleys after the Bristol merchant who had been the financier of Henry II and had gained honour and lands in return. In William, the butcher’s marrow was united with that of ...

A Plantagenet Plot

Rosy Cole — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 06:13:25 -0800

Taken from my Marion Grace novel, THE GODMOTHER, fully written but awaiting editorial attention. Dysfunctional family wrestles in the aftermath of two World Wars in pre-Millennium Britain. Gabriel had often imagined his wife's last moments, what he would do, what he would say, how he would feel. He had been in thrall to her ...

Warning (with a curtsy to Jenny Joseph)

Rosy Cole — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 09:05:48 -0800

When I am an old woman, I shall wear wine-dark velvet in a retrospective style, with plumed hat, tilted at a rakish angle and toss off a brandy in one go. And quaff champagne because the sun is shining, or the rain won't go away, or because a deadline has taken wing for distant climes. I shall ...

Remote Control

Rosy Cole — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 04:57:15 -0800

Taken from my Marion Grace novel, THE GODMOTHER, fully written but awaiting editorial attention. Dysfunctional family wrestles in the aftermath of two World Wars in pre-Millennium Britain. Jessica lived on the shadowy side of Bethesda. She was still considered a newcomer, having arrived not long before Christmas when all the rooms on the sunny side ...

Ends and Beginnings

Rosy Cole — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 05:06:18 -0800

One thing that is surprising,” Adam remarked as we drove back over the moors after tea, “at least many people find it so when they begin to investigate the geology of Scotland….”“What’s that?”“That it’s a land rich in gold.”I smiled through my weariness. The words had a familiar ring! “I’ve heard tell of ghillies who ...

Fall Guy

Rosy Cole — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 07:49:16 -0800

The night sky sparkles with false stars dying at the peak of purest brilliance and sizzling, whining blasts of sound celebrate broken bondage to the past. St Peter is defied to tread our soil in Roman sandals. The joy of it! To maim one's heritage in tinsel Absolution! To scorn the screeching shackles that once bound chafing earth to Heaven; the ...

Entangled Destinies

Rosy Cole — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 07:57:23 -0700

The Berkeley Trilogy is novelised biography, the story of Mary Cole, 5th Countess of Berkeley. In June, when Susan came down from Town for her niece’s christening, accompanied by James Perry, things took a bizarre turn. The long and the short of it was that he and Mary fell in love.When he arrived, soberly apparelled beside Susan in pink ...

A Mettlesome Pupil

Rosy Cole — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:06:52 -0700

‘There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.’ Fiona stuffed her tongue between her teeth, her freshly sharpened quill travelling over the virgin pages of a new exercise book she had pledged to keep spotless from beginning to end. Her coarse, crinkly hair, though braided and severely coiled, ...

Moonlighting

Rosy Cole — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 08:30:55 -0700

The Honourable Leo Quinn settled back against the shabby upholstery of the hackney cab and made a vain bid to suppress a yawn. Stuffing, he noticed, was bursting from a gash in the leather. Propriety obliged him to make use of such anonymous means of transport when escorting Essie and her kind, though he might not disdain to be seen with her in ...