Sunday, March 8, 2015

Interview With Author Sheila Dalton

                                                                     
Author Sheila Dalton was born in London, England and emigrated to Canada when she was six. She began writing early in life and when she found a talent for English, she "went for it." In High School she won a prize from the Daughters of the British Empire and was lucky enough to win another prize in a playwriting competition at the University of Toronto in Canada.






Hello Sheila! Tell us a little about your novel, Stolen.

Stolen is the story of a young woman, Lizbet Warren, who comes home to find her village ravaged, and her parents abducted by Barbary Corsairs. She sets off for London with the only other survivor of the raid, Elinor, from the Workhouse for Abandoned and Unwanted Children. As women alone, they are both in  danger.

In what way?

In all the usual ways, but complicated by the situation in Britain at that time. My novel begins in 1633. The population of England had doubled from 1520 to 1630. There simply was not enough work or food to go round; consequently, there was a huge increase in poverty and vagrancy. Slums were spreading in the cities and, in some areas, as much as half the population lived on or below the poverty line. At the same time, British colonies in the Caribbean and North America were in desperate need of labourers. This combination of factors meant that any person perceived as a beggar, vagrant or petty criminal was in real danger of being transported across the sea as an indentured servant - a position as bad as, or even worse than, slavery. Slaves were a life investment; bonded servants were not as valuable, and were treated accordingly. Many died in transit; many more died of their labours once they arrived.  As women alone, Lizbet and Elinor were prime targets for transport.

How does your main character, Lizbet, survive?

With great difficulty! She is soon separated from Elinor, picked up as a vagrant, thrown into the New Prison, and sentenced to a public whipping. What saves her is intervention by a Frenchman, a privateer for the English monarch. He is a rather strange character who not only desires Lizbet, but intends to keep her under lock and key.  She is later taken captive by a British pirate, who sails her to the court of the Moroccan sultan, where she believes her mother has been taken.

There seem to be a lot of references to captivity and slavery of various kinds in your book.

That’s true. Slavery was endemic to the times. During the seventeenth century, the Barbary pirates carried off many European Christians and sold them as slaves. The women sometimes ended up in the harems of the wealthy - a fair woman was seen as treasure to them; the men often helped build the temples and palaces of Morocco. Meanwhile, the trade in slaves from Africa was growing apace, though white indentured servants (not enslaved Africans) comprised the main source of labour in the tobacco fields for the entire century.

What prompted you to write Stolen?

I had visited both Morocco and Devon, had seen the dungeons where the white slaves were kept in Meknes, and the caves and coves where the British pirates operated in Newton Abbot. I was intrigued by the idea of how a young woman would survive after losing those she loved in a pirate raid. I wanted to tell the story of someone who had to fight against the prejudices and attitudes of the time to find her own way.

Stolen is available as an ebook or print for the Kindle, Nook, Kobo and iTunes. On sale today at Amazon.





Read a sample or download Stolen by Sheila Dalton with iBooks

.https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/stolen/id962804120?mt=11

Sheila Dalton
Author of The Girl in the Box, Trial by Fire, Doggerel, and others.
http://www.sheila-anne-dalton.com



                                                                                  

Saturday, February 14, 2015

The Sheik, 1921.


                                             


 



I  had promised myself one Valentines Day I would watch The Sheik, to celebrate one of  Hollywood's boldest romantic figures of the 1920's, Rudolph Valentino. He became a silent film star and it's greatest Lover with a series of films guaranteed to promote that image, but was tragically dead by thirty-one of peritonitis.

He was also many a girl's first crush of that Era including my main Character, Clemmie MacAnalley. I write historical mysteries and while researching came across his name many times as a great symbol of the Silent Film Era. Even if we don't understand the sexual allure today I have been assured it was there and every bit as real to the movie goer then as now. When she spoke of him my Grandmother had a twinkle in her eyes. Her Mother had been a huge fan. After all it was before the Media blitz of today in which so many Stars are shown to have feet of clay. The Studios controlled their images and did a  great job at protecting them.
 
He was born Rodolfo Alfonso Raffaello Pierre Filibert Guglielmi di Valentina D'Antonguolla in Castellaneta Apullia in Italy. A sickly, coddled Child he grew up to take an agriculture degree but came to New York at the age of eighteen.

Valentino bused tables, he drove a cab and eventually he befriended a Chilean Heiress but due to the subsequent scandal of her divorce and his arrest he left and joined an Operetta Company. He eventually met Norman Kerry who thought he should try his hand at the Film Industry. At first he was cast as a series of heavies but got his break in 1921 in The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It was a film that made $1,000,000, an enormous sum in that day.

His image was solidly made though in The Sheik which cast him as the "Latin Lover." His legacy was one destined to last to thousands of Women. His films became the epitome of Romance to those fans. When he became ill an information booth was set up to answer the hundreds of inquiries at Polyclinic Hospital. On the eighth day a Priest pressed a Crucifix to his lips. He died two hours later. At his death, Women  had hysterics. Huge Crowds estimated up to 100,000 people, gathered to pay their last respects. Songs were written about him and several books.

The Woman in Black carried a red rose and was seen mourning at Valentino's grave every August 23. It was thought at first it was a publicity stunt but if so there have been several copycat mourners. At present the Woman in Black is a Tour Guide at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery named Karie Bible.

"Bible dons a period costume to evoke Hollywood's iconic Lady in Black, who mourned at the silent film star's crypt, but she considers herself more of a "Historian in Black."

In his short time as a Hollywood star of the screen, the handsome Rudolph Valentino left a sensuous mark on the history of Hollywood. He was a product of his time in that lavish, flamboyant decade.








Ref: "Cemetery tour guide loves her dead-end job." Los Angeles Times 26 Nov. 2012










Saturday, November 29, 2014

The Way Home...

Looking for the way home
after you have been a Traveler isn't easy
outside of events,
how smoke and dreams
your pursuit of a Walt Disney life seems













 


Maybe the Past stands alone...


"Many dreams I have dreamed
That are all now gone.
The world, mirrored in a dark pool,
How unearthly it shone!"









And now home is a wishing gate
winding its magic around our heart
with hope and memories
we never stray far from
an image of our fate..








Ref: Binyon, The Way Home Para. 1      
Image: English Home

Sunday, September 21, 2014

In Search of Beauty...

"Of blest and unblest?"

The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow             sharper.        
W.B. Yeats.            

                  

Look upward..



Beauty can be a quiet meditation.

 

It can lie in the stillness

of our heart.

growing...

"I wouldn’t follow my wildest dreams,
but I couldn’t say the misuse was improbable.
To the next phase in my elegant maneuver."


  

"What are those of the known but to ascend and enter the unknown?" 





It can lie in the words we arrange for ourselves...

In the things we wonder about.

our dreams...


Are these not like Portals?




"The shadows of us fall away,
 Opening portals within ourselves,
 The joy of us, the song,
 Fills us together."






References for Poems..

Ralph Waldo Emerson
Guss E.
John Ashbery
Rachael Burch

Sunday, August 17, 2014

A Salute to Film Noir.


   
"You know how to whistle, don’t you, Steve? You just put your lips together and… blow."
 From: "To Have And Have Not."


With the recent death of Lauren Bacall,  the last of the real Stars of Film Noir, for me are gone.
If you  ever saw her in "The Big Sleep" or "Key Largo,"she epitomized the best of the Women of that  genre. With her sexy, throaty, hard as nails, approach to  men and life, she gave as good as she got.  Her femme fatalle character, left, nail marks on Humphrey Bogart, and their lines made cinematic history.




Ballin Mundson: Look your best, my beautiful. This will be the casino's first glimpse of you.
[He kisses her]
Gilda: I'll look my very best, Ballin.
[Looks at Johnny]
Gilda: I want all the hired help to approve of me. Glad to have met you, Mr. Farrell.
Ballin Mundson: His name is Johnny, Gilda.
Gilda: Oh, I'm sorry. Johnny is such a hard name to remember and so easy to forget.
[In a breathy voice]
Gilda: Johnny. There. See you later, Mr. Farrell.                                               

 
Film Noir means literally (the black film). It was developed during and after the World War II years. American Movies, such as Phantom Lady, Laura, or the Blue Dahlia,, offset the genial musicals and happy endings of films, like Pin Up, with Betty Grable or Moon over Miami, with Alice Faye.  They were the yin and yang for theater goers.  The War years fueled Noir with it's tense, anxious, plots, filled with suspicion and too often unhappy endings.

The films built by dark tone and mood. The men were hard boiled, cynical and disillusioned. They encountered a beautiful,double-dealing, seductive, Woman either before a murder or right after. Look at the character, Johnny, played by Glenn Ford. This is a scene between him and Rita  Hayworth in Gilda with its typical hard edged lines. (above)





Walter Neff: "Yes, I killed him. I killed him for money - and a woman - and I didn't get the money and I didn't get the woman. Pretty, isn't it?"


The Plots were complex with undertones and flash backs. The witty, acerbic dialogue, and characters move it  forward. The Movie often unfolds in a maze, with a brooding disillusioned ending. Double Indemnity starring Fred MacMurray (above) is worth taking time to enjoy- for example.

I don't know what enthralls us about these wonderful, timely, Movies. I can only say People like myself love them. I am not alone- there are plenty of Collectors. Maybe it's the combination of clothes and hard-boiled Men and Dames.














Wednesday, July 30, 2014

The Writing Process Blog Tour

I received an invitation to join the Blog hop from Rebeca Schiller. She and I met on the Writer Unboxed Facebook group. We share a love of writing and of politics.

I've recently gone back to blogging. I thought it would be fun to write about slices of history.With an M.A. in the subject it's hard for me not to still have an avid interest, but when I started writing the creative side of me craved fiction- not just any fiction, but mystery and set in quaint little towns with an amateur sleuth. I hope you know where I am going with this, because it surprised me as much as anybody. I thought I would write great tomes of history.

What am I currently working on?
I am writing a mystery series set in a southern town during the years prior to World War II and continuing through 1945.
I had always been fascinated with the year 1939, so it seemed a good start. My heroine who is a nervous, good- hearted soul, seems the last person to solve murders. In fact they had to be forced on her. All Clemmie wants is to find room and board without holding out a can for donations. What she ends up with is a body.





Another major character is an old boyfriend she refused to marry. Charlie is the Sheriff in the small town of Tuscumbia. He is an unmarried, older man dealing with a old maid sleuth. Still nothing deters him.  He is determined to find a killer so he enters the world of Pentecostal religion.


A cast of smaller characters.




I sing opera.






Her alcoholic Landlady who was a traveler and a great beauty in the Belle Epoque days of Paris. She is forever singing opera. But  a fierce champion of freedom she reminds her Neighbors women wore no underclothing in the 1920's not just today.




I sing opera too.

Her Parrot who loves dogs.

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Why do I write what I write?

I enjoy mystery, sleuths that come in and solve things all while baking apple pie. Not that my Sleuth does very well at that art. She does however excel at reading people. I love humor within the page and I like to eat while I read so I abhor too much gore. But writing in this era also gives me the chance to research 1939 and the World War II Era as the series progresses. I like the social movement, the clothes, the hair, the movies what don't I like? Even though historically it was a hard decade with lots of rationing and anxiety about War.

How does my individual writing process work?

I sit down and write. I simply begin with a what if? Then I let my  main character do a lot of the work. She is in the middle of  finding a body. What would her reaction be? I ask a lot of questions while I am letting the words flow. I should point out the words don't always come easy and some days I know they are rubbish. Pure junk.   I really can't seem to do it any other way because I have a hard time writing and sticking to outlines. So I let the WIP flow until about page 100. At that point I usually need to sit down and see how this will wrap up. It's not perfect and the first draft will certainly need editing. But it seems to be the way I work best.


Thanks to Rebeca Schiller for tagging me. You can reach her here.

Twitter:
@SchillerRebeca
http://www.rebecaschiller.com/

I now tag:
Maggie Secara Author

Twitter: @MaggiRos)

http://www.maggie-secara.com/