have been asked many times what possessed me
to write a sequel to one of the most beloved novels
in the English language. As time passes and hundreds
of authors cast their own versions and continuations
unto the fray, my answer remains unvarying.
reason I wrote Mr. Darcy Takes a Wife was quite
simple. I was so swept away by the BBC/A&E
mini-series of Pride & Prejudice that I simply could
not bear to have the story end. As no one else had
dared to embark on such heresy, I did it myself
(thus, inventing a literary genre).
took no small amount of research. I read and reread
all of Austen's other novels and several
biographies. But it was a book of her letters to her
sister Cassandra that really intrigued me. As I
began to read other nonfiction about the Regency
era, I was struck, not so much by what Jane Austen
told us, but what she did not. As remarkable a
writer as she was, Miss Austen wrote only of what a
respectable unmarried woman in Regency society would
be privy to. Her books end with the lovers’ wedding
many of us, that is not the end, but the beginning
of life's story. Regrettably, in ending P&P on the
cusp of what undoubtedly would be a marriage of
unrivaled passion, she has left many of her readers
with a case of literary coitus interruptus.
I was the first, many others have written their own
versions of the story. I wrote mine with nothing if
not a sense of fun. Indeed, I longed to imagine what
Darcy might have whispered into Lizzy's ear – so to
speak - in their nuptial chamber. Others fall into a
swoon at the notion of such sacrilege.
you, Dear Reader, happen to fall into the latter
category, please heed this caution before you read
any of my sequels: Hang onto your bonnet, you're in
for a bumpy ride.