Please
share a little about yourself, your genres, any other pen names you use.
Hello! My name is Emily Murdoch, and I am a writer.
So far my books have been firmly placed within the historical romance genre,
and that is what my next book series is too – although in a different time
period!
Tell
us a little about your latest or upcoming release.
‘Captives: Hearts Rule Kingdoms’ is the last book in
my series ‘Conquered Hearts’. The series is set in England and Normandy from
1066 to 1070, just after the Normans have invaded and conquered England. We all
know the very basic facts about what happened, but what few people know is that
William the Conqueror purposefully encouraged/forced Norman and English people
to marry, to create children of both heritages. I thought that was fascinating,
and that’s how this series began!
Have
you ever based your book or characters on actual events or people from your own
life?
I always said that I would never base a fictional
character on someone real . . . but when I was picturing one of my female
characters, Avis, I could not help but picture someone very close to me.
Eventually I could not separate the two, and so now even though that person has
no idea, they are the template for
Avis!
Is there a theme or message in your work that you
would like readers to connect to?
What
would your readers be surprised to learn about you?
I have found that many readers are surprised to find
how young I am – I was only 22 when my first book ‘Conquests: Hearts Rule
Kingdoms’ was released. But I think what many would find shocking is that I absolutely
adore reality tv, my complete guilty pleasure!
Is
there a genre(s) that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet?
I have always loved crime novels: not frightening or
gruesome ones, but thought provoking, intellectual ones. I would have loved to
create Poirot, for example. I’ll never say never, but I’m not sure that I’ve
got a complex enough mind to write crime! However, watch this space . . .
If
this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?
‘Captives: Kingdoms Rule Hearts’ is the very last
book of the series, which means that there will be a lot of questions that my
readers have that are answered in this book! However, I have purposefully
written all three books so that they can be read and enjoyed on their own
merit, so if you have just
What
is in your to read pile?
It may be a while before I can read it, but I know a
really dynamic and intelligent author called Isabella Harcourt who is currently
working on her first novel. I have read parts of it, and her prose is
electrifying – I can’t wait until she can share it with the world!
Captives
Conquered Hearts
Book 3
Emily Murdoch
Genre: Historical Romance, Medieval.
Publisher: Endeavour Press
ASIN: B00R3DP1PQ
Number of pages: 222
Word Count: 74,414words
Book Description:
Normandy. 1067.
England has been brought to its knees by the invasion of William the Conqueror and his Norman troops.
Lady Catheryn, an Anglo-Saxon noblewoman, is taken against her will to Normandy after the invasion.
She arrives, a prisoner, at the castle of Lord Geffrei, a ruthless invader who hopes to gain a ransom for her.
Her husband Selwyn is dead, slain in the Conquest, and her daughter Annis has been left behind in England at the mercy of the invaders.
Catheryn is treated like an animal, and left in a cell until she begins to despair.
When Queen Matilda, William the Conqueror’s wife, sees her plight, she takes pity on her.
Catheryn is sent to the castle of the noble FitzOsberns – but will her new captivity be any better than the cruelty she faced at Geffrei’s hands?
She finds her hostess cold and embittered, but when her husband William FitzOsbern returns from the Conquest, Catheryn’s heart is torn by unwanted emotions.
She becomes entangled in the quarrels and heartbreaks of her jailers even as she tries to remember her place among them.
Is she falling in love with the man who helped to destroy her homeland?
Can Catheryn betray her Anglo-Saxon roots, and her late husband?
Or will she break free, and find her way back to Annis?
‘Captives’ is a moving historical story of love and loss, and the strength of one woman even in the most dangerous of times. It is the sequel to ‘Conquests’.
'An enthralling saga.' - Robert Foster, best-selling author of 'The Lunar Code'.
Her eyes were
shut, and her face was warm. The sunshine was beating down on her aching old
bones, and she was enjoying the last of the sunshine of the day. The skirts of
her red dress were spread around her, and every muscle within her body was
desperate to relax. The summer was truly upon them, and just like every summer
before it, Catheryn was worshipping it. She would soon be brown, much to the
disgust of her family – but then, her family were nowhere close to her now. She
would have the disapproval of others to contend with this summer.
Catheryn
sighed, and opened her eyes. It was no good: whatever she attempted to do, she
could never completely forget her loneliness, and her longing to be home. As
much as Catheryn was acclimatising to her new life, it was as if a flower had
been planted in the shade when it loved the sun: it would live, but it would be
but a half-life, and that life was worth very little.
The
clouds that were moving across the sky did so lazily. There was barely a breeze
in the air.
Catheryn
raised a hand up, reaching for the white fluffy cloud that was currently
wandering across the sky. Her hand moved higher than the grass that was
surrounding her, and she chuckled slightly, imagining what a passer-by must
think – an arm growing amongst the crops, grasping to catch the sky!
No
matter how far she stretched, Catheryn could not quite reach the clouds that
looked like they were just beyond her fingertips. Hand still in the air,
Catheryn closed her eyes once more, and began to hum one of her favourite
lullabies. She had sung it to quieten both of her children when they had been
small, and the tune came to her easily.
Images
passed before her eyes quickly, as if they were really open, and she had found
some way of returning to that favourite country – the past. Her husband,
Selwyn, smiled at her, and Annis ran about her, still a toddler, shrieking with
delight at the world. Whether memories or imaginings, they brought a smile to
Catheryn’s face.
“By
God, woman, what are you doing?”
Catheryn
jumped up, eyes wide open in shock. Not far away stood one of the largest
horses that she had ever seen – black, and huge, and panting wildly. It had
obviously been on the move for a very long time; but Catheryn’s expert eye
guessed that it had not been moving fast. She had been so wrapped up in her own
thoughts that she had not heard its approach. There was a man atop the horse,
disbelief and anger in his eyes. He had spoken Norman, a Norman that was harsh
and clipped in tone.
Catheryn
bristled. “I am…at least, I was lying down on the ground,” she said defiantly,
with as much elegance as she could muster at such short notice. “Not that it is
any concern of yours,” she added.
“Everything
here is my concern,” he said curtly, casting a quick eye over the fields in all
directions. “You are a fool, lying there with a hand in the air like an infant.
What if I had ridden over you?”
“Then
you would have been the fool, not I!” Catheryn said angrily. “I am quite
obvious in this green field.” She gestured to the red dress that she was
wearing, and then turned a frustrated eye at the man who had so rudely
addressed her. “If you cannot see me, then the fool is not the one in a dress.”
The
man snorted. “And what do you think you are doing here? I know everyone in this
area, and you are not known to me. What right do you have to lounge in this
field?”
Catheryn
almost spluttered with irritation. “This field is not a holy site, and I may lie in it if I choose! I am the
lady Catheryn of the South, a lady of England, and…and a prisoner of the
FitzOsbern family.”
The
man stared at her. The eyes that Catheryn had taken to be black and brooding
seemed clear, like an evening sky. She could now see some blue in them where
before had been all darkness.
“The
FitzOsbern family?”
Catheryn
nodded slowly. She had acted rashly – the same hot temper that she had tried to
curb in her daughter had just been unleashed on this poor unsuspecting man, who
probably had never spoken to a woman of her birth before. She cast a delicate
eye over him, but could discern nothing except that he had travelled a long
way. His dark beard covering his face was flecked with grey.
He,
in turn, was looking back. His eyes took in the ruffled hair, swept vaguely
underneath a veil; an English custom. The dress that she wore was of a fine
colour, but seemed slightly torn and unkempt at the edges. She was nearing the
peak of womanhood, but there was something hovering around the surface of her
eyes.
“You
are a ward of the FitzOsbern family?”
Catheryn
rolled her eyes. “How many times must I repeat myself? Yes, I am with the
FitzOsbern family – although I am more prisoner than ward, more inconvenience
than guest.”
The
man looked at her for a moment, and then with a heavy sigh that his horse
echoed, he dismounted. Turning to face her, he did something that Catheryn
could never have expected: he bowed.
“My
apologies, my lady Catheryn. I must blame the long ride that I have had on my
incivility, but that is no reason to treat a lady in such a disgraceful manner.
I trust that I have your forgiveness?”
Catheryn
was so confused by this very sudden change in demeanour that she did not reply
audibly, but nodded. This man was strange indeed.
“I
am William,” the man continued.
Catheryn
smiled wanly. “Greetings, William. Have you a longer name?”
The
man returned her smile, but it was a lot warmer than her own. “William
FitzOsbern. Fitz, to my friends, which I hope to count you as soon, my lady
Catheryn.”
“William
– FitzOsbern? But then you – ” Catheryn said quickly, “you must be Adeliza’s
husband…you are the lord here.”
“And
consequently, your jailor,” Fitz smiled. “Although I must admit that I do not
like the title at all, despite the fact that it is an incredibly new honour.”
About the Author:
Emily Murdoch is a medieval historian and writer. Throughout her career so far she has examined a codex and transcribed medieval sermons at the Bodleian Library in Oxford, designed part of an exhibition for the Yorkshire Museum, worked as a researcher for a BBC documentary presented by Ian Hislop, and worked at Polesden Lacey with the National Trust. She has a degree in History and English, and a Masters in Medieval Studies, both from the University of York.
Emily is currently working on a new six part book series, as well as writing freelance.
You can learn more at www.emilyekmurdoch.com
@emilyekmurdoch
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So great to be hosted by you! Maybe you'll be good enough to guest blog for me one day :-)
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