Showing posts with label Debra Brown. Show all posts
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Monday, September 23, 2013

A Visit to Castello di Amorosa

Kings...
Queens....
Knights......
Nobles..........
Ladies in Waiting.......

For all you depressed, hopeless Anglophiles with castles on the brain who long to slide back in time into the realm of lords and ladies but who find yourselves approximately six thousand miles away, like me, from even the nearest European stronghold, I give you Castello di Amorosa.

There, off of HWY CA-29 in the northern part of Napa Valley, California, 2 miles south of Calistoga and 5 1/2 miles north of St. Helena, sits a real 13th century castle, only nine years old. I've been there.

I had to throw a bit of a snit to get there. It's true. Everyone else wanted to go elsewhere, basically nowhere, while we were in the Napa Valley. And there was a real castle sitting there for me to miss out on. I didn't say they had to go. I only said that I was going. I don't normally put my foot down, and nobody had planned on us splitting up for the day, so all-in-all, it was a shock. We all went.

Castello di Amorosa is very young as far as castles go, but it is real in every other way. It was built using medieval techniques from European stone, including nearly one million antique bricks--handmade ones from torn-down Hapsburg palaces. The workers made all the lamps, decorative iron pieces, and iron gates by hand, working over an open forge. Every hinge and lock, every chain link, every nail was hand-crafted, as if made in medieval times. They hand-made all the leaded glass windows. They hand-carved most of the door and window surrounds, the well, and the stone crests depicting the family's coat of arms.


What was meant to be a 5-6 year project expanded from the original 8,500 square feet to 121,000, and 107 rooms. There are more than 80 rooms underground. The square footage of just the underground rooms, built on four levels, is nearly 80,000, or about two acres. These rooms are barrel aging cellars and wine tasting rooms--which we enjoyed adequately.

The castle is complete with stables, apartments for nobles, wine fermenting rooms, a church and chapel in regular use, secret passageways, and even a prison and torture chamber. The builder was bent on incorporating every element of a real medieval Tuscan castle. He attempted to depict how castles evolved over time by erecting doorways and niches which he then bricked up. He even built a partially destroyed tower.

There are chickens and sheep which add to the realism.

I sat on the Queen's chair at the long banquet table. I looked out through arrow slit windows--could have vanquished my better half as he wended his way up to my tower. I felt trapped behind hammered iron bars which covered the window in a locked hall. I stomped on hewn-stone floors which were held up by hewn-stone arches in underground rooms. Yes, I was in a real castle.

Still, the stones were too clean. They lacked the centuries of dirt bits driven in by relentless winds and the moss that grows in the dirt. I thought of offering to scrub some grime into the bricks for a goodly fee. It would have been some long years of steady work. HIgh on a ladder. Um, no.

And there was a parking lot with no king underneath.

Yes, history was absent despite all the reality. No lord had ever defended this fortress. No lady had been courted within those walls. No harried servants had scurried across the courtyard before his ears were boxed.

But I had the pleasure of being there and seeing it all and letting my imagination run rampant. It was wonderful fun.

I take pleasure in announcing the immediate release of Castles, Customs, and Kings: True Tales by English Historical Fiction Authors on Amazon Kindle US, Amazon Kindle UK, and at a special price for the print copy (at this writing) on Amazon US, and Amazon UK. The book will soon be available at Barnes and Noble and other online stores.



I am giving away a copy of My Book House Books, Vol. 12 to a winner within the United States. You have no idea what a sacrifice this is. I am buying this for YOU, and I don't even have one anymore. We left them behind when we moved cross-country--I was just 12. The Book House Books are what made me the Anglophile freak that I am. I read them all throughout my childhood. (I will have them again. The whole set.)

This is a used copy with some shelf-wear and aging, but it is great reading from famous writers.

Please follow the links below to other magnificent castles and palaces. Enjoy!

Update: The giveaway winner is Sophia Rose!





Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Indulging Your Inner Aristocrat~
British Period Novels

Thank you so much for visiting my website! I am the author of an Amazon Bestselling early Victorian novel, a polite mystery/romance.

Leave Modern Cares Behind

Do you want to settle down on the divan and drift back in time, a century and a half, to a very different world? To visit ancient stone castles, olde English villages and London mansions? To banquet and dance at the Midsummer Night's Dream Ball?

The Companion of Lady Holmeshire
In this Jane Austen inspired novel set early in Queen Victoria's reign, a foundling infant, grown to become the lovely housemaid, Emma Carrington, has been chosen by the Countess of Holmeshire as her companion. Emma returns from London, where she had been receiving training in the arts of refinement, to the country castle home of the lady in Northumbria. Soon the lady’s son, the 7th Earl of Holmeshire, engaged by arrangement to Genevieve, an aristocratic London lady, returns from his travels to the Continent to find this former servant girl at tea. A day in the village below reveals some hint of danger to Emma; a man in tatters is following her, while unfamiliar gentlemen follow Genevieve.

Polite romantic developments among the aristocrats and the servants amuse as they spend time in London for The Season. The Countess attempts to introduce this former servant girl into snobbish aristocratic society as her companion- to quite some reaction. The harsh realities of life are seen while visiting a poor area in Victorian London, contrasting with the aristocratic Midsummer Night's Dream Ball. Intriguing mystery has been woven through the book, and quite a surprise awaits at the end.

Read part of this book and see the video trailer HERE.
And Now...

See what you can deduce before reading the last two chapters. Please leave your guesses on my Reader's Game page to win a valuable jewelry prize! And then read on for the great surprise ending, with a twist that none of my readers thus far had expected.

For the Skylark~ To Be Published in 2013

My second book, For the Skylark, is an early Victorian story about an unusual family. Why does Her Ladyship keep herself isolated in an octagonal attic-like room? What is in the locked chest that she sits and polishes? She does come to spend dinnertime with her grown twins, Dante and Evangeline, who adore and live for each other. The twins were kept isolated from the world, so they know no better than to live meticulously by the strict House Rules. Dante, however, begins to see that most of the world lives differently and wants to set foot out of the grand estate to experience it. Evangeline has been happy and content at home; can Dante not just leave things as they are? The book is full of intriguing mystery and polite romance. You can read a chapter from this book HERE.

Castle in The Companion of Lady Holmeshire
Photographs above are by the kindness of Colin and Louise English
http://www.flickr.com/photos/c-l-english.


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Availability

The Companion of Lady Holmeshire is available in digital format for ereaders through Amazon. Contact me by email to receive a copy for your Nook.
Available in Trade Paperback at Amazon, World Castle Publications and Barnes & Noble.



For the Skylark is set for release in 2013.

On separate pages, you will find chapters of each book and a video preview of The Companion of Lady Holmeshire.

Photos above, Scotney Castle, courtesy of Graham Taylor, Brodsworth Hall, courtesy of Paul Howarth and Belton House, courtesy of Colin and Louise English.