Criticism and Friday’s Excerpt

Good Afternoon!

Here in Ontario it is a beautiful Friday afternoon for the first of September. Although, some rain is in the forecast, I am looking forward to the long weekend. This week has been a busy one.

I have had my first bad review this week and that was disappointing. The reader had difficulty even getting to the second chapter. Guess I’m going to have to read it with a more critical eye to figure out what was unappealing. I may never discover that, as the reader didn’t specify what the issue was. Luckily, the reader chose to tell me personally and didn’t put it on amazon, but as I have told other writers, there is value in all reviews, even the bad ones. If we don’t embrace these reviews, we won’t learn from them and grow as writers and people. Take the negative and turn it into a positive! It’s really the only way to take criticism; otherwise, it can end up tearing a person down and causing them to give up.

I love to write, so I won’t stop just because one person didn’t like what I wrote; besides, this reader isn’t the first person who didn’t like my writing. I have had the most critical of readers decimate my writing. I was an English major in University (yes, I have an English degree) and many professors tore apart my writing. I even had my peers criticize my writing, particularly in my creative writing class. My classmates were brutal and hated everything I wrote. I like dialogue and I like dark themes. My classmates didn’t get it. While they were writing about drama and nice things, I was writing about dark humor, tragedy and murder. I was wise enough to keep the sex out of it. I think that would have scared some people. Oh yeah, I did end up with an A in that class. Guess the professor didn’t think it was all THAT bad. My point in mentioning all this is not to let a little criticism stop you from following your dreams and doing what you love. Just because a few people don’t understand or like your craft, doesn’t mean everyone doesn’t. There will be those who will dislike you and there will be those who love you. Learn from the former and embrace the latter. It’s all good!

I promised an excerpt from Signs of Love and Deliverance today. On Monday, I featured the character Aaron Farrington, Marquess of Brumley. He is one very unpleasant Lord. Since I had featured him, I thought I would repost one of my earlier excerpt that included this character. The scene is when Madeline first meets Lord Brumley and oh what a meeting it is. It just gives one the shivers, and not the good kind. Enjoy!

Madeline sighed again, trying to ignore the odd sensation of being observed. She did not know how she was going to ever live through the second half of the exceedingly wearisome play. Madeline turned to where Stephen had been standing moments ago to ask him if he would trade chairs with her, but neither he nor Nicholas were in sight. As she scanned the room for her brothers, her eyes met an older man’s and he leered wickedly at her. A tremor of trepidation ran through her body, making her feel faint. The man was evil. She could feel it deep in her soul. Shocked and too terrified to move or call out, she watched the nondescript man with a sneer for a smile walk towards her. When he stopped in front of her, he took her limp hand and kissed her palm. “My dear, Lady Madeline. It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I am Aaron Farrington, Marquess of Brumley. I know your brother well.”

Stunned, Madeline stammered a greeting. “L . . . Lord B . . . Brumley.”

“I have heard of your and your friend’s trouble,” he began, indicating Joselyn, who was standing between Marshall and Henry, preoccupied with Lady Stanton who was regaling Joselyn with her endless ailments. “Should you not be safe and sound at home, out of danger’s way?” Farrington questioned with a smirk and gave her hand a squeeze before dropping it.

Recovered from her initial shock and feeling safe in such a crowded room, Madeline ignored his question and bravely accused him. “You have been sending some cruel notes to Lady Joselyn, Lord Brumley, and I do believe it is in poor taste.”

“I have sent no notes, Lady Madeline,” Farrington denied. “If I have something to say, threat or otherwise, I say it in person. By the by, where is Lord Kenrik? I would have thought your brother would be overseeing such a family outing.”

“My family is none of your concern, Lord Brumley,” Madeline told him haughtily.

“Ah, but it is, my dear. Anything the Cathcarts do is of interest to me.” He raised his hand and brushed a stray hair off Madeline’s brow, trailing a finger down the side of her face. When she didn’t flinch at his touch, he smirked, “You should take more care, my dear. Talking with strangers could be the death of you.”

Madeline watched in paralyzed silence as Farrington walked away. She quickly leaned against the nearby wall before she fell. Her knees felt weak and she could not seem to be able to breathe. She was sure that horrid man had threatened her life and she was not quite sure how to respond.

I hope you like this excerpt! Aaron Farrington is one creepy Lord. If you are interested in reading more, Signs of Love and Deliverance is on Amazon for downloading onto your kindle or other reader device and you can also pick up a paper copy on The link is below.

I will not be posting on Monday but I will be posting a featured author on Wednesday. Until then, enjoy your long weekend and keep on reading!



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