Good Afternoon everyone,
Today I am very happy to receive Anngela Schroeder at From Pemberley to Milton with an excerpt of her upcoming release A Life Worth Choosing. After reading A Lie Universally Hidden I am always very curious towards Ms Schroeder’s work and A Life Worth Choosing sounds like an appealing book, so January can’t arrive soon enough 🙂 That’s right, the book will only be released in the beginning of next year, but until then, you can read this sweet excerpt 🙂 I hope you like it as much as I did. I found it very different and refreshing, we can see Elizabeth and Darcy have a very different relationship than usual at this point, so I am very curious to see where the story goes from here.
Thank you so much for visiting Ms Schroeder, I wish you all the best with this book 🙂
“You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it.”
Reeling from the unexpected rejection of his proposal, Fitzwilliam Darcy prepares to quit Hunsford for London but not before he defends himself against Elizabeth Bennet’s accusations. He cannot forgive her harsh words; her assertion Mr. Wickham would have made a better son has cut him to the core.
Suffering an accident while delivering the fated letter, he wakes to a world he does not know—and to those who do not recognize him. With a new life, a different name, and a fresh chance at winning the woman he loves, Darcy must decide which is A Life Worth Choosing ––the past he remembers or a future he has created for himself.
Happy December, Rita. Thank you for having me at From Pemberley to Milton. I hope both you and your readers are doing well. I have been working hard on getting my newest release, “A Life Worth Choosing,” ready for publication in January but am grateful for the opportunity to stop by and share a small snippet with you.
The excerpt I chose is a scene where Darcy and Elizabeth have come upon each other while walking in Rosings’ woods. They have become friends and not had the ‘battle of wits’ from the original text, as circumstances are much different. Elizabeth gives us a small insight into her altered belief about marriage, much to Darcy’s curiosity.
I hope you enjoy this excerpt, and look forward to your reviews when “A Life Worth Choosing” is available on Amazon in January of 2021.
“Do you often walk this early in the morning?”
“I do, but rarely so far. I was lost in thoughts and was unaware of how far my feet had taken me.”
A deep chuckle came from his throat, and she wondered at the comfort she felt in the sound. “That has happened to me on occasion when I am wandering through my estate and wished I could forget my obligations and just reside in nature for a time.”
“We are kindred spirits, Sir. Too often my mother has had to send one of the maids out onto the estate looking for me.”
“And where would they often find you?” he asked, a grin spreading across his face.
Her breath caught, and she lowered her eyes, hoping he could not read her admiration. “Depending upon the season, they would often find me in a tree with an apple or curled at the base of my favorite stump reading.”
“And in the winter?”
She bit her lip and snickered. “Winter was when I shamed my mother the most.”
“I cannot imagine you shaming anyone.”
She struggled to hide her smile. “But you are not a mother attempting to marry off her five daughters. We girls were not obliged to household chores for my mother feared it would diminish our luster to a man of high standing. And even then, the only interested party was Mr. Collins.” She shrugged her shoulders and smiled up at Mr. [Darcy]. “In the winter, our maid would discover me at Lucas Lodge. There, my dear friend Charlotte and I would sit in the kitchen and listen to their cook, Mrs. Marks, who had come over from Ireland. She would tell us stories of her homeland and the myth of St. Patrick. But, even better, she taught us how to bake: Irish soda bread, biscuits, cakes. Slathered with fresh cream, Charlotte and I would make ourselves sick.
“And Mrs. Bennet did not approve?”
Elizabeth laughed at her memories. “Had my sister Jane, or even Lydia, found their way into Charlotte’s kitchen, I am certain her acceptance of this pastime would have been much different. However, she was not keen on her second eldest daughter discrediting her place in society by enjoying kitchen work. Once again, you can see how her fears have not held weight with our comparative prospects.”
They continued walking, over a bridge, before he replied, “And your other sisters? They have no interest in what you find as curiosities?”
“My other sisters? Oh, no, sir. My youngest Lydia and then Catherine, or Kitty, who is just a year older, has no time for walks, books, or treats from a kitchen. Their heads are filled with officers as, much to my mother’s delight, an encampment of the militia has just been quartered in Meryton.”
“You are not excited by the sight of a red coat?” he asked, reaching up to pluck a leaf from an overhanging branch.
“No, not at all. I dare say, it is pleasant to have so many new faces nearby, but these officers go against everything my mother has ever wanted for us. They are young, unlearned, and struggling to live off of their pay. How could their circumstances ever encourage felicity in a marriage with so little prospect?”
Darcy’s brows rose at her pronouncement. “That sounds quite mercenary.”
She felt her cheeks coloring as she formulated a response to his teasing. “It is not that I am mercenary, sir. I am a realist. I once believed that only the strongest love would induce me to matrimony. Yet, I see that I might not have all the choices to guarantee my felicity in life. Therefore, I will not lose my heart to just anyone but will take care to lose it to a man who can provide well for me.” She paused for a moment before continuing. “Charlotte once said that ‘happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance.’ I do not wholly believe that to be true, but, imagine if a man of good breeding and intellect were to present himself to me, and was in possession of three thousand a year, I might allow my heart to be touched.”
“Even if there was no love?”
“I do not wish to risk the same fate as [others before me]. No, a woman’s chances are too uncertain for objection but also too precarious to be picky. You see, Mr. Fitzroy? Another good reason you have been blessed to be born who you are—the master of a grand estate.”
Anngela has a degree in English with a concentration in British Literature and a Masters in Education. She loves to travel, bake, and watch college football with her husband and 3 rambunctious sons. Her weaknesses are yellow cake with chocolate frosting, her father’s Arabic food (namely grape leaves, and falafel), and frozen Girl Scout Thin Mints. She lives in California where she dreams of Disney adventures and trips across the pond.
Anngela is very kindly offering a giveaway of either a signed hardcover (US only) or an ebook (kindle, international ) copy of A Life Worth Choosing to a randomly selected commenter on this post! To enter the giveaway please comment this post until the 18th of December.
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