The prompt for today was to write the end…. of whatever we are currently working on. However, with fiction, that would be like buying a mystery and turning to the last page. The rest, if you in fact decided to read it all after that, would be anticlimactic.
So, I am actually cheating today and posting the first letter in the novel I most wish to publish. It needs some work in the middle, and in an earlier post I asked for any suggestions of troubles or angst I might add to make it more interesting. Perhaps, especially those of you who do like, and have read Jane Austen, might be reminded to give it some thought for me. Though anyone’s suggestions who reads fiction would certainly be welcome.
Dear Mrs. Bingley,
How strange that sounds dear Jane. Does it appear strange to you to be called thus? Just as I find it odd answering to my new name I wager, and no one around to call me Lizzy! The address of Mrs. Darcy is for all accounts a new creation and it will take effort to attune my hearing to the answering of it. Not that I do not relish the idea of the trying.
It has been near 4 weeks since we wed and even though you and I have been separated at times before, this separation feels so different to me as the change of our situation is of such a permanent nature and there is no going back. Do not, however, think I wish to go back to my life before Jane, and I am as happy as I could be. Fitzwilliam and I get on very well and I do believe I love him more as every day passes. My hope is that your feelings are similar to my own with your Charles.
I am anxious to hear the details of the early days of your new life, where you have been and what things you nave seen. We are used to sharing all our news you and I, and I am feeling the loss of the opportunity to do this. I did not think to miss gossip, Mama being the one to gather and share it with us at home and now the feelings of isolation from all I have known are forefront. I will in time have my own circle to feel connected to, however it will likely be sometime before this is a reality. Do you miss it all too my dear sister?
After our wedding, Fitzwilliam and I travelled back to Pemberley with only a small detour as it is such a beautiful place and I love the grounds so well I did not need to be taken anywhere more exotic. My husband was wishing for Paris, however in the end obligations here denied us this for the present.
The Estate at Pemberley is so large that we are easily able to find ourselves a quiet place for time together away from servants and even Georgiana. The housekeeper Mrs. Smith is very good and has been keen in keeping Georgiana occupied with her. I have duties to learn and obligations of my own here now though and do spend time with Mrs. Smith myself in order to learn the ways of the house. Mr. Darcy has spoken to the staff on my behalf that allowances will be made readily for any changes I wish to make from the current way of things here however I feel I should wait to make any changes until I feel more at home in the house and my role in it. This house has been run well for many a year, therefore I see no need to change things for changes sake and I wish only to gain the respect of the staff before making orders for anything new. I would of course seek the approval also of the master of the house before anyone else, even though he has readily given his permission to do so. I daresay everything will run as it has without any say from me at least until we return from town.
And so, ten days hence we are for town as Fitzwilliam has business there and we are invited by Lord and Lady Darcy, cousin to my husband I have yet to meet, as they are to host a Ball for Miss Marianne Hale, sister to Lady Darcy.
I do look forward to attending the London Season however I have not little concern regarding my walks. You know Jane, how I greatly enjoy the country with nature all around and so the being without opportunity for some months is somewhat disconcerting at the least. Perhaps I may find some small park in which to indulge my passion and find the quiet solitude of which I am accustom.
There is of course many a new thing for us to become accustom to and there are things I fear I will not favour with ease. However, I daresay I will find pleasures enough to occupy me, at least until you are with me dear Jane. Then we will bear whatever we have to together.
I hope to see you soon dear sister, and in the meantime I pray you are finding your new life much to your liking and as well, that your journey to London be soon as selfishly I wish for your company.