Remember When . . . Slugs Were New and a Storm Rolled Through?

Remember When . . . Slugs Were New and a Storm Rolled Through?

You know to watch out when my blog titles rhyme… 😉 It’s time for a day in the life of a historical novelist.
Marietta. She could totally
have slugged him.
I started my Tuesday morning at 5 a.m. in the middle of a conversation between my hero and heroine. Marietta, heroine, had just been in an argument with the baddy, Dev. Slade, hero, says, “You should have slugged him. I’d have paid good money to see that.”
Insert Roseanna pausing. Was slug a word in 1865? Hmm… yep! But barely. First documented use is 1862. So while Slade, the rough-and-tumble former gambler, would definitely know it, I had my doubts that society belle Marietta would.
So Marietta gets to blink and ask, “Slug?”
“Yeah, you know.” Slade is now miming socking-it to Dev in the jaw. Says blogging-Roseanna. Novelist-Roseanna didn’t use those exact words. Novelist-Roseanna used “uppercut.” And then had to look up “uppercut.” (You see why some days I can’t get those words on the page? LOL)
By Jem Ward, 1860
Well, phew. “Uppercut” was a word. Very specific to boxing. Boxing…hmm…was boxing popular in the U.S. at the time? Hello, Google!
I ended up at www.ArtofManliness.com. I’ve been there before. I love that site, LOL. The post on boxing was witty and informative, and I came away with exactly what I needed to know. Yes, boxing had migrated from Britain to the Americas in the 1830s. Yes, it was quite popular in the states at the time, in certain circles. And in fact, they had just developed the first boxing gloves a year or two before…
Sweet. So, uppercut. But not in the miming line. I move it down. Marietta asks, “So a slug is an uppercut?”
Detective Slade is taken aback. Gasp! “You know what an uppercut is?”
Oh…right. How would she? Aha! She has brothers! “Isaac boxes.”
Colin, you make a darn good Slade. Just sayin’.
Isaac doesn’t much like Slade. So Slade is happy for the warning. 😉 And now (remember those gloves?) Slade is looking Marietta up and down. Wink, wink. “Did he teach you? Because I can totally see you in a pair of those newfangled boxing gloves, some trousers…”
Let it be noted that men then, as men now, wore no shirts when boxing. Ahem. Marietta tells him he had better stop his imagination there. 😉
So my characters are happy for a laugh before they head outside, into the next intense conversation of “Please, please don’t put yourself in danger! I beg it of you! P-p-p-leeeeeeeeeeaaaaase. Boo hoo hoo.” (No exaggeration. Okay, slight exaggeration. Okay, total exaggeration.)
I managed to finish that scene in the course of the home school day, and was starting a new chapter when 1:00 rolled around–when my daughter had a much-anticipated play date. After dropping her off, I headed to a nearby restaurant for some lunch and laptop time, and, having no wi-fi, opened up one of my research books too.
Now, I’ve been reading through this book but hadn’t quite made it to the time period I need, so I jumped ahead to the 1865 heading. War…yep. Lee’s forces with their backs against the proverbial wall…yep, knew that. A Confederate released on parole and told to stay north of Philadelphia…who is a month later arrested in D.C. in connection with the Lincoln Assassination. Interesting. Do I know the name? Yep. He’s in my notes, but I hadn’t realized he had JUST arrived in the city on parole. Very interesting. Noted.
Then I got to a rather random paragraph. See, the rest of the book is all directly related to the war. Every mention of a nice historical tidbit is tied in–explanation of train station, tied in to arrival of troops. That sort of thing. But there, gleaming and beautiful (okay, maybe Roseanna shouldn’t have a third…and fourth cup of coffee at 2 in the afternoon…) is a random paragraph about a storm. No effect on the war. No effect mentioned on any of the key players in Baltimore. Just there. Which I get. Because I’m a writer, and it’s oh-so-awesome to include this stuff.
A storm. Of “biblical proportions.” It took off roofs. It uprooted fences. It did tons and tons of damage and killed several Baltimore citizens. Yikes. Tornado? It doesn’t say, but it’s quite likely for that time of year. And it’s…ah, March 23. And I’m on…yes! March 21! I can totally work my next scene around that (mwa ha ha ha). Moreover, that gives me a clue about the weather. See, this is my area. I know how these storms work. If you get a doozy of one on the 23rd, it’s going to be getting warm on the 21st. Darn warm. The 23rd would be hot. Unseasonably, stiflingly hot.

Just a tidbit. Nothing anyone would likely notice if I left out. But oh! How fun to know it and include it!! (And I’ll totally tie it in…and am so grateful the non-fic authors included even without tying it in.)

I left the restaurant with only 2K words written for the day, but with a smile on my face. It was a good day. I learned about boxing. I found a storm. And I’d worked out my next few scenes, which will lead me straight to the climax.
Yep. It’s pretty fun to be a writer. Though I think four cups of coffee–and a large soda, did I mention that?–*might* be too many…
The Manners of George Washington

The Manners of George Washington

One of the most interesting things I learned about the Colonial era in my research was the manners and rules of civility gentlefolk were to know. The Colonial Williamsburg site has a page on the Rules of Civility and Decent Behavior in Company and Conversation, as transcribed by George Washington at the age of 16 or so, when he lived at Ferry Farm. It can be found several other places around the web too.

Reading through the 100+ rules of etiquette really enriched my understanding of the culture of the time. And explained some things. You know how you get that particular feeling of decorum and elegance from paintings of the time? These rules actually make it pretty clear it wasn’t a trick of the artist. I’m going to give y’all a taste of some of their rules and manners. The spelling and capitalization are all George’s. =) Enjoy!

~In the Presence of Others Sing not to yourself with a humming Noise, nor Drum with your Fingers or Feet.

~Shift not yourself in the Sight of others nor Gnaw your nails.

~(One of my favorites) Shake not the head, Feet, or Legs rowl not the Eys lift not one eyebrow higher than the other wry not the mouth, and bedew no mans face with your Spittle, by approaching too near him when you Speak.

~Kill no Vermin as Fleas, lice ticks &c in the Sight of Others, if you See any filth or thick Spittle put your foot Dexteriously upon it if it be upon the Cloths of your Companions, Put it off privately, and if it be upon your own Cloths return Thanks to him who puts it off.

~let your Countenance be pleasant but in Serious Matters Somewhat grave.

~Shew not yourself glad at the Misfortune of another though he were your enemy.

~Superfluous Complements and all Affectation of Ceremonie are to be avoided, yet where due they are not to be Neglected.

~Let your Discourse with Men of Business be Short and Comprehensive.

~Undertake not to Teach your equal in the art himself Proffesses; it Savours of arrogancy.

~Do not express Joy before one sick or in pain for that contrary Passion will aggravate his Misery.

~ Mock not nor Jest at any thing of Importance break no Jest that are Sharp Biting and if you Deliver any thing witty and Pleasent abstain from Laughing there at yourself.

~ Wherein wherein you reprove Another be unblameable yourself; for example is more prevalent than Precepts.

~ Wear not your Cloths, foul, unript or Dusty but See they be Brush’d once every day at least and take heed that you approach not to any Uncleaness.

~ Run not in the Streets, neither go too slowly nor with Mouth open go not Shaking yr Arms kick not the earth with yr feet, go not upon the Toes, nor in a Dancing fashion.

~ Eat not in the Streets, nor in the House, out of Season.

~ Speak not of doleful Things in a Time of Mirth or at the Table; Speak not of Melancholy Things as Death and Wounds, and if others Mention them Change if you can the Discourse tell not your Dreams, but to your intimate Friend.

~ Go not thither, where you know not, whether you Shall be Welcome or not. Give not Advice without being Ask’d & when desired do it briefly.

~Reprehend not the imperfections of others for that belongs to Parents Masters and Superiours.

Ford’s Theater and Circle of Spies

Ford’s Theater and Circle of Spies

Okay, I’m too excited not to mention it, though I’m not sure if I can share the image yet–I was surprised by my cover for Circle of Spies yesterday afternoon! I wasn’t expecting this for another few months, so it was pretty cool to get it early, while I’m still writing it. I’ll share the image when I get the go-ahead, but for now, I’ll just talk a bit about why I absolutely love it. =)
First, the model is 100% perfect. Closest match to Emma Stone as a redhead that I’ve seen, LOL. The costuming is excellent–they put her in half-mourning as I requested, an elegant gray day dress with black piping. Love it! My critique partner declared the gloves she’s wearing totally awesome. =) The colors are muted, which the designer got spot-on without any input from me. All through the book I’m describing the world as gray and colorless, the vibrancy having been leached out by the war. He didn’t know that, but he sure got it right! (Which draws the eye straight to her beautiful red hair. Just like happened with my hero, LOL. PERFECT!!)
And in the background is Ford’s Theater!

Ford’s Theater

This is pretty exciting in and of itself, because the next scene I’m writing with Marietta will be at the theater. =) I listed it as a possible background image months ago, but at the time wasn’t sure how I would get her there. Then when I had the epiphany of how, when, and why she was at Ford’s Theater, I had no clue if they’d want to go that way for the cover. So this is just amazingly fun! 

Actress Laura Keene,
star of Our American Cousin
She won’t be there the night Lincoln is assassinated–she’s in some hot water of her own then–but she goes a month before, when the same play is being performed. Which, for those of you like me who don’t have all this history memorized randomly, was Our American Cousin. It was a comedy about a British dowager who thought a visiting bumpkin was an American millionaire. The star of the performance was Laura Keene. On that fateful night in April, Booth chose the laughter following one of her most famous lines in the play to cover the sound of his gunshot.

So yep, this cover came at a perfect time for me and will be up on my screen providing inspiration as I write the scene–hopefully today, but maybe tomorrow, as I have two scenes to get through before she gets there. =) This will be Marietta’s first social appearance since emerging from second-mourning, and it’s a big one for her, because she makes it without a certain someone by her side…and I daresay he’ll be none too pleased about that when he gets back from his conspiratorial trip to Cumberland. 😉

Ah, I love this stuff. Happy Wednesday, everyone!
Remember When . . . People Moved Fast?

Remember When . . . People Moved Fast?

Between Ring of Secrets and Whispers from the Shadows there’s a gap of 34 years or so. Substantial when you consider how characters age, but in terms of changes in the world itself between 1780 and 1814, it’s fairly simple. Fashions changed quite a bit (bye-bye powdered wigs! LOL), language became slightly more modern. But technology underwent no huge changes. They still traveled by ship or horse, and that was pretty much it.
But between Whispers from the Shadows and Circle of Spies, I have a gap of 51 years. And it was a busy half-century! I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the differences of this world, the world of 1865. The world where we now have telegrams to communicate so very quickly. Still not as fast as cell phones, granted, but a message got to someone within a day rather than weeks or months. For that matter, people got themselves moved in a day instead of a week or month!
As I was reading a diary of someone involved in intrigue during the Civil War, that hit me over and over. That this guy just hopped a train to New York from Washington at the drop of a hat. That a trip to Canada was no big thing. That it wasn’t any more difficult to go from Baltimore to D.C. then than it is now. (Maybe easier, given the traffic these days, LOL.)
In terms of my story, this means I have the ability to make it cover more distance more easily. That I can send my villain out and about for a week and then back when I need him. That messages can come on the day of an event without it being coincidence. Though not quite instantaneous like our world so often is today, the pace of 1865 was so much faster than in previous generations–and that’s both overt and subtle. I’m have a lot of fun trying to integrate the mindset that came along with it, too.
The realization hit me pretty solidly at the tail end of my writing retreat, when I paused to think, “Hey, my family in this thing owns a railroad–I should probably incorporate trains!” And when I sat back to think How?, oh the images that came! So we’re looking at a showdown on the rails. Not Western-style, with gun-slingers jumping all over the cars and dodging tunnels, but the climax is going to be on a train. And someone’s going to get tossed out of it.
And he-or-she is only going to survive it because of a friendly local who helps out. Which brings us to a fun bit. 😉 Have you generated your spy name yet? YOU SHOULD!! I’m going to be pulling from this list of names to name some of the minor characters in Circle of Spies, and you might just see yourself in there! Not necessarily as spies…but you never know. =)
Remember When . . . Men’s Fashion Got Diverse?

Remember When . . . Men’s Fashion Got Diverse?

My totally awesome fashion book sadly doesn’t have much on men for the 1860s, so I’ve been trolling the internet while writing Circle of Spies. And you know what I’ve found? That the variety of fashions for men in 1865 gives me some awesome freedom. =)
My first choice was in figuring out what kind of hat my hero wears. I know this seems small, but his opening scene is him getting off the train and waiting for the villain to arrive, and he’s all brooding and silent and stuff, and I didn’t to visualize him just so. So what hat did he wear? Top hat? Bowler? Straw boater thingy? Just look at these choices!
I decided that Slade Osborne wears a bowler. I at first had him in a top hat, but…nope. Just can’t do it. He’s a bowler man, for sure and certain.
Men’s coats came in a variety of lengths and styles too, with differing collar widths. Sometimes gents would only button the top button of their coat, so as to show off their waistcoat (vest). Cravats had some variation too. Notice in the picture below the man is wearing trousers, shirt, vest, frock coat, and over coat. The outermost coat would come off inside, leaving frock coat on.
Slade wears a knee-length frock coat, quite fashionable, but only because someone else commissioned his clothes for him. I kind of wonder what he would have chosen for himself… 😉
Then, goodness, I had to decide on facial hair! I’ve never really had many heroines with facial hair at all (except for Xerxes, who had a full beard because, well, he did, LOL. Historically, that is. But for Slade, the image of Collin Ferrell I’d based him on featured a goatee. So in my mind, that’s what he had. In trying to ascertain if this was time-accurate, I looked up the word–check. Fine for the time. But did that mean it was popular? Well, what I love about 1865 is that there are pictures everywhere! I just opened one of my books on Baltimore during the Civil War, found a photo of a huge group of men, and studied their moustaches and beards, LOL. And, yep, I found several goatees! 
Not that this is precisely a goatee, but I’m looking online now instead of in my book, LOL
 So there we have it. Slade Osborne wears a bowler, a knee-length frock coat, carries a pocket watch, has a goatee. But my favorite part about him is his demeanor. Where Bennet in Ring of Secrets is a social bumbler who far prefers his chemistry laboratory…where Thad in Whispers from the Shadows is amiable, personable, and adventurous, with a keen intuition about what people most need…well, Slade is brooding, silent, and has learned firsthand the price of betrayal. But oh, the things he can say with his mouth firmly shut! Yep, he’s a fun one. =)
Remember When . . . Horses Drove the Trains?

Remember When . . . Horses Drove the Trains?

Camden Station in 1865
One of the interesting tidbits I’ve learned as I’m researching Circle of Spies (the official name of Culper Ring Series, Book 3!!!!) has to do with Baltimore and the trains.
Now, Baltimore was a fairly important railroading town, as one might be able to guess from the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad’s name, LOL. There were several major lines running through the city. And yet, you wouldn’t hear those locomotives if you were in the city during the Civil War era–oh no. They were considered noise pollution (not that that was the name for that at the time), and running a train through the city proper was against the law.
Kinda interesting, then, since the lines had to go straight through Baltimore to get to, say, Washington D.C. 
So there were two major stations. There was the President Street Station that came into Baltimore on one side of town, and the Camden Station on the opposite side, heading to D.C. In order to get to one from another, passengers either had to debark, take a coach through the city, and catch a different train, or else the cars had to be decoupled from the locomotive, hitched to horses one by one, and pulled through the town to the other station, where a new engine would be coupled up.
Inconvenient for travelers, to be sure, though I suppose the residents appreciated it, LOL. But what I find interesting is how many times this was used for nefarious purposes! This process was around what the first attempt to kidnap or kill Abraham Lincoln was based, when he was on his way to Washington for his Inauguration. And when the war was just heating up and Union soldiers were en route to D.C., Confederate sympathizers dumped sane, bricks, and other debris on the tracks between the two stations to prevent the cars from being pulled along by the horses. 
The fun little tidbits I just love learning. =)