Regency Duck Names with Romance Author Linda Banche


Welcome Linda, so happy to have you on my blog.  Your new release sounds just ducky–couldn’t resist.  Seriously, though, I’m a duck fan and enjoy a good Regency so a win, win.  The cover is gorgeous, the blurb and excerpt grabbed my attention.  Now, back to Linda.

Thanks Beth.  In my new Regency comedy romance, An Inheritance for the Birds, the “birds” in the title are mallard ducks.

Why ducks? Well, I like ducks. They’re very pretty birds and they’re large enough to see easily. I selected mallards because they’re the most widespread ducks in the northern hemisphere and would be common in Regency England. Also, I feel sorry for them. We take mallards for granted because they’re all over, but they’re among the best looking of the ducks. And I like their “quack”.

An Inheritance for the Birds is a variation on the theme of the elderly lady willing her possessions to her cats. Duck nut that I am, I substituted ducks. In my twist on the story, the hero and heroine must compete to win an inheritance. Their task: make the deceased lady’s pet ducks happy.

There are fourteen ducks in the story.

The drakes are: Thaddeus, Theodore, Ulrick, Busick,  Bamber, Obadiah, Ethelred and Alwyne

The hens are: Felizarda, Albina, Esmeralda, Horatia, Urania and Dulcibella

Note that there are eight drakes and six hens. Among the brightly colored ducks in the wild, drakes are more plentiful than hens. Just think, all those avian hotties competing for the erstwhile hens’ attention. A female heaven.

I took most of the names from Regency historical romance author Jo Beverley‘s list of names common in the Georgian and Regency eras (http://www.jobev.com/regname.html). The names may have been common then, but they sound a little odd to our ears.

To introduce the ducks a little more, Ulrick and Urania are mates, Thaddeus and Theodore are brothers, and the heroine beans Felizarda with a piece of bread (accidentally, of course) when she feeds them.

The duck stars are Obadiah, who likes the hero, and Esmeralda, who doesn’t. The others add their quacking chorus to the comedy. I love my ducks. What do you think of the names I selected?

I love the names and the concept for this story.  Very fun.

An Inheritance for the Birds, available from The Wild Rose Press.

BLURB:

Make the ducks happy and win an estate!

Mr. Christopher “Kit” Winnington can’t believe the letter from his late great-aunt’s solicitor. In order to inherit her estate, he must win a contest against her companion, Miss Angela Stratton. Whoever makes his great-aunt’s pet ducks happy wins.

A contest: What a cork-brained idea. This Miss Stratton is probably a sly spinster who camouflaged her grasping nature from his good-natured relative. There is no way he will let the estate go to a usurper.

Angela never expected her former employer to name her in her will. Most likely, this Mr. Winnington is a trumped-up jackanapes who expects her to give up without a fight. Well, she is made of sterner stuff.

The ducks quack in avian bliss while Kit and Angela dance a duet of desire as they do their utmost to make the ducks–and themselves–happy.

EXCERPT:

Yawning, he shut the door behind him. Enough ducks and prickly ladies for one day. After dropping his satchel by the bed, he dragged off his clothes and draped them over the chair back. He dug a nightshirt from the valise and donned the garment before he blew out both candles.

Bates had already drawn back the bedclothes. The counterpane was soft under Kit’s palm, and covered a featherbed. He grinned. By any chance, had they used the down from the pet ducks to stuff the mattress and pillows?

After tying the bed curtains back, he settled into the soft cocoon and laced his fingers behind his head. Tomorrow, he would have it out with Miss Stratton about the steward’s residence, but that was tomorrow. He fluffed up his pillow and turned onto his side…

“QUACK!”

A bundle of flapping, squawking feathers exploded from the depths of the covers and attacked him. Throwing his arms over his head for protection, Kit fell out of bed. He scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door, the thrashing, quacking explosion battering him. A serrated knife edge scraped over his upper arm. “Ow!” Batting at the avian attacker with one hand, he groped for the latch with the other.

The door swung open. Miss Stratton, her candle flame flickering, dashed into the chamber. “Esmeralda, you stop that right now!”

The feathered windstorm quacked once more and, in a graceful arc, fluttered to the floor.

Kit lowered his arms and gave a mental groan. A duck. He should have known.~

Thank you all,

Linda Banche
Welcome to My World of Historical Hilarity!
http://www.lindabanche.com

http://lindabanche.blogspot.com

14 responses to “Regency Duck Names with Romance Author Linda Banche

  1. Your book certainly sounds a unique read!
    My mum (foolishly) once mentionned she quite liked ducks. Dad seized on the idea as an instant solution to all future gift dilemmas and for every birthday, christmas, anniversary and valentines day for years afterwards he bought her something duck-themed. In the end she had to ask me, to tactfully tell him that it was only a passing comment and she didnt like ducks THAT much!

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  2. Beth, I sent you this post because I know you like ducks. Enjoy!

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  3. Linda, this books sounds just as cute and fun as your others. Best of luck with sales!

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  4. Grace, your father sounds like my husband. I really am a duck nut, but my husband goes out of his way to bring me duck stuff. I have all kinds of duck stuff, from duck figurines to duck towels and duck soap. Our house is full of ducks!

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  5. Thanks, Caroline. I appreciate it.

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  6. I wondered about the ducks on your book, Linda. Very fun concept! I love the duck names, too. Great excerpt.

    Thanks for another interesting interview, Beth. It’s one of the reasons I have a special award for you on my blog today! I hope you’ll accept.

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  7. What a great concept for a fun story! Love the names. 🙂

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  8. Hi Linda, I love your names. I’m even jealous of your ducks’ names.

    A long time ago I had the opportunity to visit New Orleans, before hurricane Katrina. At the hotel they had a small pond where mallards lived. There was THE MOST GORGEOUS male mallard there. His feathers were iridescent, the colors glorious, his form impressive. He swam close, letting me get a good long look at him. Maybe he thought I had some food, or maybe he like how much I liked him.

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