And also Joan Aiken...
I've never read Joan Aiken before. Since apparently everybody in the universe except me has read The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, nearly all of them back when they were a good 20 years younger than I am now, I feel just the tiniest bit silly. But her opening lines didn't appeal to me when I was a kid, so I put the books back on the library shelves. Now I am, for the second time this winter, feeling the joy of discovering a new and rightly beloved author. I'm now alternating Aiken and Heyer books. It's been one heck of a season, and I'm reading more and faster than I have for years, maybe even since I was a student. As a writer it's also a great pleasure to sit at the feet of two new teachers.