​         It’s funny how life is--and Not because I was turned into a newt and got better. I’m getting ready to publish the 4th book in my Kate Warne Civil War Spy series, Iron Widow, when I get this offer to write a novel based on the life of Helen Duncan titled The Last Witch. Huh, you say? How’s that funny? (I can hear you with my Mom Super Powers.) Well, it’s like this….
            Helen Duncan was the last woman convicted for witchcraft in England, long, long ago in 1944. Wait a minute! That’s not long, long ago. That’s barely ‘ago.’ It’s a pretty weird story. Apparently she knew about a couple of ship sinkings before the British public, and she said it was because of her powers as a Spiritualist and Medium. OK. Well, yea sure, but no one really believes in that stuff, do they? I mean no one without a serious drug habit, right?
            Turns out Spiritualism, the religion that believed the dead could be contacted, had two big historical moments. The first was the first half of the nineteenth-century and the second was between World War I and World War II. So Helen Duncan was this poor woman with too many kids and a slacker husband (what were the chances?) and after The Great War she quit her job and became a medium. She earned her money pretending to talk dead relatives (or really talking to them if you want to believe that), many of whom had died in the first World War.
            Then in 1941 she knew about the sinking of the HMS Barham when she shouldn’t have and she said it was because she saw it in a vision. The thing was, the Barham was sunk by a German U-boat and the Germans didn’t know they’d sunk it so Churchill wanted the sinking kept secret. EXCEPT, he let the war department tell the families of the 830 dead sailors. So that’s never very secret, right? NOPE! Helen probably knew because a family member told her—unless you believe some people can talk to the dead, then you go with that theory.
            So come early 1944 and the English govt. is all worked up cause they’ve got D-Day planned, but they need to keep it secret from the Axis and some dumb ass gets it in his head that Helen Duncan, famous spirit medium, might spill the beans. Really dude? So they put her on trial, can’t convict her of treason, cause there’s no real proof, so they convict her of witchcraft and put her in jail until after D-Day. You know, so it’ll be secret. The things men do to women….
            So I’m doing that research this week, while at the same time doing final proofing and formatting for Iron Widow, which oddly enough is a book about 1860s Spiritualism. See? Funny how life is…. This latest Kate novel is based on a real case Allan Pinkerton had in the 1870s and wrote about in the 1880s, but I made it a Kate case and turned the
“Black Widow” Allan wrote about into a not-so-black widow, or Iron Widow--iron being a color of grey. Clever, huh?  I certainly like to think so.
     I think it's a pretty good book, so you know, you should read it. People always ask me where they can find my books? Where do you find everything? Amazon. Iron Widow will be out as a print book and an ebook (kindle book) Monday, July 15th. Look for it at an Amazon link near you. 

   Well, I've finally done it. Sent Rebel Belles to press. The 3rd installment in my Kate Warne, Civil Wwr Spy series should hit Amazon in 3-5 days. So exciting! So Scary! 
   I've been writing a novel based on the life of union organizer Angela Bambace, set in the 1910s-30s, so it's weird to be thinking about the Civil War this morning. In the second Kate Warne book (the one with the floating circus elephant on the front) we left off with Juba rescued from slavery and Rose Greenhow still spying for the Confederacy in Washington City (which is what they used to call DC). 
     Of course Rose Greenhow was a real person and a real spy, so it was an awful lot of fun to write about how naughty she was (badness being so much more interesting than goodness, and all that). We can lay the union defeat at the First Battle of Bull Run at her feet. General McDowell, who had command of the Union Army, had a MUCH bigger force than Beauregard's Confederate Army. If McDowell had marched to battle with Beauregard not knowing this the Union may very well have won. But, Rose and her minions not only figured out how big the Union forces were, but got that information to General Beauregard and the Confederacy's President Davis. So the Confederates pulled Gen.Johnston's troops from the Shenandoah Valley and sent them, hurry scurry, south to reinforce Beauregard. 
   Oh, I know, most of you are thinking: Really Peg? WTF?  But stay with me.
  The geography is kinda interesting. For you westerners, who know exactly where Two Dot Montana is, but have no idea about Virginia, let me explain. The Shenandoah Valley is northwest of Washington. Bull Run was just south of Centreville Virginia, south of Washington (see the 1860s battle map above). So the Union army marched right at Beuaregard's army, thinking they'd hammer them with a superior force. But Johnston did something that had NEVER BEEN DONE BEFORE--he put his army on trains and swung them south to the Manassas Junction train station--you can see it at the bottom of the map. See, McDlowell's thinking, "There's no way Johnston's dudes can get her fast enough to save that little ponce, Beauregard." But NO! The train goes much faster than men can march. Who knew? OK. You knew. But not many people in 1861 knew armies could be moved by train. 
   SO the battle starts and then Johnston swoops in from the railroad that no one was paying any attention too. McDowell's army was all, Shit Dude! This is SOOOO not how we saw this going. Panic, panic, panic. Run Away, Run Away, Run Away! And the Union Army gets its ass handed to them on a silver platter. Don't you hate it when that happens? (OK, the dudes who think there are good people in the KKK probably don't hate it, but the rest of you do.) 
   And it was Naughty Rose who sent the info about McDowell's army in the first place. Rose, who was having an affair with the senator who headed up the Senate Military Committee.And maybe having an affair with Lincoln's Sec. of State.  Huh? See the power of Lady Bits in action! 
   Rebel Belles begins with the disastrous defeat at First Bull Run (aka First Manassas) and goes on from there, to the eventual, climactic downfall of Naughty Rose. And it's not all military strategy and spying. Super Sexy Captain Hazzard retruns for hot kissing scenes with our hero, Kate.  You could ask for more . . . but should you?  
   OH, and you're welcome. I know you woke up this morning thinking, how the heck did the Union Army let the Confederates beat them in the first major battle of the Civil War. I'm glad I could help.  

I've been in bed, sick with the flu, for 6 days straight now. Six Freaking Days!  Who's got time for that?  If I'd been in bed, writing for 6 days that would have been fun-- I'm currently working on the second Petronella book, set up at Flathead Lake in Northwest Montana & there' water dragons and Pegasuses in it. But NOOOOOO, instead I've got the darn flu, with the sore throat and head ache and chills and fever and . . .you get the idea. I've re-read all the Harry Potter books but the last (which I'll read tomorrow) and watched three seasons of Once Upon a Time (damn you Evil Queen!).  
     So, what's my point?  Fair question. I was checking Amazon for Season 5 of Once Upon a Time and, as always happens when I log into Amazon, my author page came up. And today that page gave me a surprise. I've got another book coming out. Who knew?  
    Well, I did. I guess. I told you, I've been pretty sick This is a novel I wrote for the Mentoris Project via Barbara Foundation Publishing. The project's founder, an Italian-American, was sick and tired of Italians and Italian Americans always being represented in Television and movies as thugs and mafia dudes. So he created this foundation and publishing company to promote books of notable Italian-Americans. Which is pretty cool when you consider that Italian Americans, like MANY other immigrant groups, have long been discriminated against (make your own leap to current events NOW). If you're interested, the web site for the project, with all its books and authors (incluce Me!) is: https://www.mentorisproject.org/author-bios-1/​
    So I got to write about Louis Palma di Cesnola, a guy I'd NEVER heard of when I agreed to write him. Turns out he was pretty cool.In his teens he fought in the First War of Italian Independence, in his twenties he fought in the Crimean War and in his thirties he fought in the American Civil War, where he was a Colonel in the cavalry. Horses and swords dudes! Midway through the war he was captured and spent ten months in the Libby Prison, a now infamous Confederate prison in Richmond. The guy ended up the first director of the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art, which is also a pretty cool deal. It was a fun book to write and the best thing about it was that the publishing company liked it so much they offered me another book deal. This summer I'll be writing about Angela Bambace, a union organizer that made a huge difference in textile worker's lives in the mid-20th century. 
   You can see the Cesnola cover at Amazon, or at my the home page of my web page. If you buy the book and read it I'd appreciate it if you left a review.  Getting Reviews turn out to be the hardest thing about writing.
    Thanks for reading this. I appreciate your time. And if you've had the flu . . . isn't it awful?  Egad! 

I’m not gonna lie. I was going to lie, but I decided not to. I had this whole elaborate story about how I was too busy writing and working to be blogging or sending updates to my email list. And I have been busy, but who has’t, right? But we make time for the things that matter, even when we’ve got too many balls in the air. We drop the stuff we don’t want to do.  So that’s what I did. Let the spankings commence. 
            To be fair, I wrote and edited so much the last 6 months that I have the second Kate Warne novel out (See that pretty cover at the top of this column?), the third one nearly ready to go. I also met my third deadline for a 3 volume encyclopedia (something I’m working on with my friend Rosanne Welch), a novel in a new series ready for publication in December (it’s got unicorns and vampires!) and yet another novel, something I wrote on spec for a new press, out late this year or early next year. So that’s a lot of words. And then summer ended and I had to go back to school, at both my full-time and part-time jobs and there’s a lot of papers to grade. And I had an editing process to retool and refine.
            Fine. That’s all true. But here’s the other thing—the true thing. I sold a bunch of you a book that was a hot mess. My first version of The Lincoln Special was riddled with typos and stupid little editing mistakes. I felt (and feel) really bad, though I know I should be patient with myself. I’m learning a lot. Learning to write the books was easy. Learning to publish them was harder, but not impossible. I learned that my editing process was not good enough. Sooo, I’ve retooled my process in a number of ways and then took the first versions (print and ebook) of The Lincoln Special down and remounted a cleaner version. But that doesn’t help those of you who bought the bad version.  The new book is cleaner, but I still feel bad. So I’ve been avoiding the marketing side of my business. Pretty mature, huh.
            So here’s my deal with you. Sign up for my email list (and if you already have, good for you) and have a drawing for 5 free copies of The Great Show ONE WEEK FROM TODAY. I’ll send the 5 winners an email and ask for a mailing address. All my print books come with access to a free electronic version of the same book, so if you like to read in a kindle (like me) you can do that too. Then, if you think that book deserves it you can leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads.
Peg
PS: Two days ago I learned my co-editor Rosanne Welch and I won a Best Book Award from the American Book Fest for our American Women in History encyclopedia. It’s only my second book award so it was weirdly exciting. The encyclopedia is WAY too expensive for mere mortals to buy but you can go see it at my web  page (peglamphier.com) or at Amazon.
 

It's probably possible to write a series with female protagonist and not have a hot male lead. Possible, but why?  No hot male lead, no sexual tension, no romance, no kissing (and other stuff). My Kate Warne series has George Washington Hazzard and I love him almost as much as Kate does. 
   Still, he's a troublesome character. Or he was when I first began to write him. It was with Hazzard that I first confronted the pesky question of historical accuracy. Every historical novelist faces this question. How much do you use from the 'real past' and how much do you make up? Take my Hazzard. He's based on a real person, but my Hazzard is different from the real one in some ways, but not all.  So there's a Real Hazzard (RH) and a Fictional Hazzard (FH). RH, for example, married in 1857, but my Hazzard had to be single. RH might have been a scoundrel, but my RH had to be a super good guy (I had my fill of 'bad boys' in my 20s and I'm Totally over it). Also, I'm not entirely sure what RH looked like. I found the picture at the top of this post online and I thought, "hey, there's a handsome devil." So I use that image when I write Hazzard.Most mid-nineteenth century men don't look all that hot to us--it's the muttonchops, beards, weird hair, stiff poses and a million other things. But that guy is pretty hot, isn't he? Look again. I'll wait. Yum.
    Most importantly, RH didn't hang out with the Pinkertons. Nor did he know the very real Kate Warne. That bothered me when I first started writing, but I've come to terms with it. I'll admit, when I first started writing fiction I was wearing my Professional Historian Hat.Professional Historians are supposed to get things right. I wasn't getting Hazzard 'right.'  Still, I persisted, really for one reason. It was the name. Hazzard. How great is that?  George Washington Hazzard. Even greater.  
     Some readers have suggested that Hazzard is too twentieth century in his ideas about women. There's no way, they insist, that piggish antebellum dudes would be that attracted to a woman with a career as a detective and spy. But here's the thing. The nineteenth century was full of dudes with extremely liberated ideas about women and the twenty-first century is full of dudes with terribly icky ideas about women (this is me showing restraint and not naming any names). And Allan Pinkerton hired Kate and his male operatives worked with her and Hattie Lawson. We have pictures of Kate in male clothing, male disguise, standing around camp with the men. They had to have known she was a woman and they worked with her anyway. So why not a male love interest named Hazzard?  Isn't love Hazardous?
   And it's not just Hazzard, it's Lallah. In my second book in the series I've got an elephant named Lallah Rookh. She's based on a real elephant that very real circus man Dan Rice owned in the 1850s. But she died in 1860, one year before book 2. She took a swim in the Ohio River, got in over her head (literally) and got water in her lungs. That lead to pneumonia, which killed her. She could walk a tight rope, which is astounding, and she was the first elephant in America to do a headstand. So I resurrected her. Lallah has a cool story and a tragic end and I wanted to write about her. So I fiddled with history. Go me.  
   One of the things I've learned writing fiction is that fiction is . . . fiction. Historical fiction should get stuff right, but it doesn't have to get everything right. And no one really thinks Professional Historians get everything right. History is a tricksy bitch. 
Peg
PS--if you already read The Lincoln Special would you please post a review of it on Amazon, Kindle or Good Reads? I can't get any authorial traction without reviews. I've also got a small raft of people sending me typos/corrections. I think that's really cool. I'm going to upload another, cleaner version of the book at the end of the week. Thanks to all. 
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