Monday, September 12, 2011
Guest Blogger Shana Galen
The Best Scenes
Thank you so much for having me here today, Lady Scribes! I enjoy your blog and your books. It’s an honor.
Today I thought I’d chat a bit about writing my favorite scenes. My favorite scenes to read aren’t always my favorite to write. I love writing scenes with action and verbal sparring. The words fly from my fingers almost as fast as the action happens in my mind. I suppose that’s why I write adventurous historical novels. I love action and adventure.
In my new book, Lord and Lady Spy, I have lots of fun action scenes. Adrian and Sophia are out of work spies who must compete against one another for reinstatement into an elite British spy organization. Oh, and Adrian and Sophia aren’t simply rivals, they’re married—Lord and Lady Smythe. If you’re thinking this is a little like Mr. and Mrs. Smith—you’re right!
Here’s a scene from Lord and Lady Spy I loved writing.
The groom made a last attempt to thwart her, jumping in front of the phaeton. Idiot! Did he want to be trampled? It was probably better than losing his position when his employer found out he’d lost the carriage.
Sophia yanked on the reins and the horse cut to the side, barely missing the groom.
“I’ll have it returned to you!” Sophia called to the groom as she left him behind. He shook his fist and yelled something she assumed was not complimentary, and then she was directing the horse to take the opening on her left. But they were traveling too quickly, and the phaeton took the turn on only one of its two wheels. Sophia hung on, jouncing horribly when the airborne wheel hit the ground again. Up ahead was Conduit and her man. The street was rather crowded, far too crowded for her to emerge at this speed, but she’d rather take her chances than lose the shadow…or lose to Adrian.
The magnificent animal jumped onto Conduit, narrowly missing a cart full of charcoal. Sophia prayed both wheels would stay on the ground as she negotiated yet another sharp turn. She was standing in the box, her legs braced apart, searching the wide-eyed, slack-jawed pedestrians for the man in the brown hat and green coat. She sped past Lady Ramsgate, chairwoman of the society for something or other, and Sophia gave her a jaunty wave. No doubt Lady Ramsgate would be removing Lady Smythe from their membership roster after this incident.
No wonder she preferred working abroad. Far fewer complications.
Up ahead, Sophia spotted a man running and slapped the reins. He’d lost his hat and she frowned when she saw the dark blond hair. Why was Adrian running? Damn it! Had he caught their man already?
Adrian reached for the closed back of a gig cutting through traffic, and Sophia immediately understood. Their man had realized their plan and was trying to escape. She slapped the reins again, called a warning to a man about to cross in front of her, swerved, narrowly avoiding him, but jostling a cart and spilling potatoes in her wake.
“Sorry!” She gave an apologetic wave to the cursing farmer then turned back just as she came alongside Adrian. He’d missed the gig and had fallen behind. “Jump on!” she called.
For a moment, he stared at her as though he didn’t know her—that was a good sign, perhaps Lady Ramsgate hadn’t recognized her either—and then angled for her. She slowed just enough for him to grasp hold of the box and lever himself beside her.
“Where the bloody hell did this come from?” he asked.
“Providence. Is that our man up ahead?” She nodded to the gig, swerving through carts and horses.
“That’s him. Spotted me and stole it after a short tousle with the coachman.”
“I like him already.” Sophia slapped the reins and the phaeton gained on the gig.
“We’ll never catch him,” Adrian said, hanging on to the seat to keep from bouncing out. “You might be faster, but he’s carrying one and we’re—Good God! Watch out for the—”
But she’d already seen the maid carrying three hat boxes and swerved around her. The maid was unscathed, but the hat boxes went flying, spilling their frilly contents in the middle of the street. Too bad. The one with the lavender ribbons looked most fetching.
“We’ll catch him,” she assured Adrian. “I know how to drive.”
She glanced at him. “You’re welcome to try running again.”
“Keep your eyes on the street! Sophia!”
What are your favorite scenes to read? If you’re a writer, what are your favorites to write? Two lucky commenters will receive a free copy of Shana's book. (US and Canada only. Sorry.) Please leave your email address in your comment so we can contact you.
LORD AND LADY SPY BY SHANA GALEN – IN STORES SEPTEMBER 2011
No man can outsmart him...
Lord Adrian Smythe may appear a perfectly boring gentleman, but he leads a thrilling life as one of England’s most preeminent spies, an identity so clandestine even his wife is unaware of it. But he isn’t the only one with secrets...
She’s been outsmarting him for years...
Now that the Napoleonic wars have come to an end, daring secret agent Lady Sophia Smythe can hardly bear the thought of returning home to her tedious husband. Until she discovers in the dark of night that he’s not who she thinks he is after all...
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Shana Galen is the author of numerous fast-paced adventurous Regency historical romances, including the Rita-nominated Blackthorne’s Bride. Her books have been sold worldwide, including Japan, Brazil, Russia, Spain, Turkey, and the Netherlands, and have been featured in the Rhapsody and Doubleday Book Clubs. A former English teacher in Houston’s inner city, Shana now writes full time. She’s a wife, a mother, and an expert multi-tasker. She loves to hear from readers: visit her website at http://www.shanagalen.com/ or see what she’s up to daily on Facebook and Twitter.