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Julia Ross, a brief bio:

I was born in England and grew up in the English countryside in a Georgian house that had last been remodeled in 1820. There were still stone sinks in the kitchen and servants' bells in the hall when I moved in
with my family.

In that house, curled up in front of a grand original fireplace, I read my first ever Regency romance, The Grand Sophy by Georgette Heyer. Already a fan of Jane Austen, I was hooked.

After all, it was easy to imagine life in that house in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. We had no central heating, so it was an adventure in courage just to climb out of bed on winter mornings, especially when ice crystals bloomed on the inside of the windows.

After completing my MA with Honors, I left England to see the world. I made it as far as the Rocky Mountains, where I fell in love and never left.
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I had no idea then that I'd ever become a novelist.

Yet simply because I still loved romance and English history, one day I decided to write a Regency romance of my own. I wrote it just for me, sure it was too "different" ever to sell.

The joy of writing that story simply swept me away. Expecting nothing, I sent the manuscript to a New York publisher, picked pretty much at random. To my surprise I was immediately offered a two-book contract. That first novel was published by Zebra as Scandal's Reward by "Jean R. Ewing."

Five more Regencies followed before I decided I needed to write longer historical novels with even more complexity and passion.
  The result was eight critically-acclaimed, award-winning historical romances for Berkley/Jove.

But though all of my stories are set mostly in England, I'm not entirely English. I'm half Scots, with strong roots in the Highlands of Scotland.

Here are my Scottish grandparents, proud members of their Highland community north of Inverness.

And here's a traveling inkwell that belonged to my Great-Great-Great-Aunt Anne on the English side.
Anne was a lady's companion. I like to imagine her writing letters home as she traveled around Britain and Europe with her employer. But, alas, though I have her inkwell, none of her letters have survived.