A Woman Entangled: Giveaway with Embroidery!

 Book A Woman EntangledHide your mantitty, or bring it out and paint it magenta, because it's giveaway time! Today I have copies of Cecilia Grant's A Woman Entangled – ( A | BN | K | S | iB ) plus a grand prize: 

Embroider your own Darcy!

No, really. You can entangle yourself with the silken threads of cross stitch Darcy:

A counted cross stitch pattern kit of Mr. Darcy

Well, the kit, anyway, with the cloth, thread, pattern, needles, and all the other tangly things you need to stitch your own Darcy. 

The tangled Darcy was provided by Anna Cowan, who with a bunch of other awesome people are gathering online to promote the book's release this week. The grand prize is tangled Darcy embroidery kit (it won't arrived tangled – I promise not to let my cats anywhere near it) and a copy of A Woman Entangled in your choice of formats. Four runners up will also receive a copy of A Woman Entangled, also in their choice of formats. Mr. Darcy will receive cross stitching. 

Would you like to enter? I hope so! To enter, please leave a comment telling us about item that to anyone else might seem insignificant, but is very meaningful for you. Like, say, embroidery of cravat-wearing fictional characters. 

The comments will close Sunday 30 June 2013 at 12noon ET, and I'll pick the winners that day. Standard disclaimers apply: void where prohibited. I am not being compensated for this giveaway. Open to interational residents to the extent permitted by applicable law. Must be over 18 years of age and wearing a cravat or diving in a lake to win. Objects in mirror may be closer than they appear. Depth perception is important. Close cover before striking. Do not remove tag under penalty of law. The penalty mentioned heretofore is probably one righteous lecture from a romance hero named Law.

A Woman Entangled is about second chances – both socially and emotionally – and wanting to do the right thing for someone , even if that means setting aside how one feels. And because it's written by Cecilia Grant, it's also about moments that would seem insignificant to anyone else, but are layered and wealthy with meaning and importance for the characters within them.

I hope, if you win a copy, you enjoy the book! Good luck! 

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  1. Beth says:

    Wow, this cross stitching kit looks incredible. Have my fingers and toes crossed.
    Easily my most favoured possession is an old ring of my Mum’s. It looks like one of the currently trendy sort of hipster coloured glass rings. But it’s actually Canadian jade, and she bought it over 40 years ago, when she was my age and living in Canada. It’s since travelled to live in Australia with her, and now to Europe with me. I’ve worn it everyday for years and love it desperately because of the connection with Mum. Occasionally I forget to wear it and I end up ringing my housemates asking them to check it’s still in my room. I’m just ridiculously attached to it!

  2. Beth says:

    PS sorry for the bold above, that was an accident! Oopsie!

  3. beletseri says:

    This is an epic giveaway!

    I have two items that spring to mind. One is a pair of very nice fabric scissors that were my mother’s. She was very crafty and could sew and they must have been from her school days because she carved her maiden name into them, I assume so they weren’t mixed up in home ec.

    The other is some hangers that have been crocheted and those were made by my grandmother.

  4. Emily says:

    I will always cherish the poem that my mom wrote me when I graduated from high school.

  5. Lostshadows says:

    My mauve and pink, with a tuft of blonde hair, stuffed octopus. She’s lost some fuzz. She’s kinda grimy. Her eyes are kinda blobby where I repainted her pupils in. But I’ve had her since I was a baby and she’s been a constant, and probably long suffering, companion over the years.

    I wasn’t sure from the contest info if “dead tree” is one of the formats the book was available in, but the cross stitch looks like fun.

  6. DonnaMarie says:

    Of the many valuable only to me things in my life, I’d have to say it’s the buttons.  Back in the day, before you threw out an item of clothing, you cut off the buttons.  At least that’s the way my maternal grandmother rolled.  When she passed away, her coffee can of buttons came to my mother.  Being her mother’s daughter, Mom had started a can of her own.  When my mother passed, I inherited her sewing machine and all the came with it, including two coffee cans of buttons.  Sometimes I’ll take them out and sort them, color, size, purpose, composition, just like when I was little. They’ve been used at quilt guild as bingo markers.  I’ve added to the collection, and once in a while, I actually use them in a project.  They’ve been part of my life for some 40 odd years, and I imagine they’ll still be with me when I leave this mortal coil.

  7. Christina G says:

    I have my late grandmother’s watch, which stopped working long ago, tucked safely in my jewelry box.

  8. Sara says:

    My little sister and I are BFF for good reasons. To use an example for this super giveaway, (pick me! I swear to embroider with appropriate reverence for the subject matter); my family had some sweet 70’s tapestry type wall hangings. Our favorite was one of two prancing horses, coincidentally the same color as our horses at our farm.

    I totally did not expect to see it after moving away from home, but 2 years ago my sis surprised me with it as a matted and framed picture for my birthday. I had forgotten how much I adore that cheesy tapestry. It currently graces my living room and has been one of my founding pieces for my future regency/Georgian themed home office (aka sitting room).

    Tapestries FTW!!!

  9. I have an old Snoopy piggy bank (Snoopy bank?) I found at a flea market some twenty years ago for practically nothing. I don’t really like tchotchkes—I prefer books to cover any available surfaces—but this one is practical and has followed me around ever since. (It came handy the summer I shared an apartment with strangers and needed to keep coins around for the washing machine—and damn do I have a lingering hatred for coin-operated washers!).

  10. Sharlene Wegner says:

    I have a long beaded necklace that I got at boutique store 30 years ago, before they went out of business. It was a quality downtown clothing store where I grew up.

  11. Jo M says:

    A three foot teddy bear my dad won at one of the gaming booths at an amusement when I was around 9 or 10 years old. It was toward the end of our visit and I was admiring the loot at the games, so he tried his had at the ring toss. It was so exciting when he won, and when he picked out Theo (yes, I named him) and gave him to me, I felt like I hit the jackpot! My dad passed away thirteen years ago, and Theo is now dingy with age, but I’ll never part with him. He represents one of my most cherished childhood memories.

  12. peggy h says:

    I have a little pillow my mom made that was apparently a bumper on my crib many (many, many, many) years ago.  As a child and well into my teens, I always slept with the pillow.  It’s almost completely flat and odd-shaped now, but I still keep it in my linen closet. 

    Great giveaway!  Thanks!

  13. Jo M says:

    *amusement park

  14. Kate says:

    I have an old dog brush from my very first pet, a black lab named Velvet. I have multiple cats now, but I still keep the brush to remind me of her.

  15. Julia says:

    I have a small collection of cool rocks. Every time I went over to my great-uncle’s house when I was little, he would give me a rock (or, on one occasion, fossilized baby shark teeth) and tell me what it was, where he found it, etc. My rocks don’t look like anything special, but they’re important to me!

  16. SueX. says:

    My coffee mug because it has my name on it and it means I don’t have to share 😉

  17. Jen says:

    Hm, probably the twisty tie (the kind you get at the grocery store to close your produce bags) that’s twisted into the shape of a ring. It’s what my husband used to propose because he knew I wanted to pick out my own engagement ring. Instead, he made one from the twist tie and presented it with a note saying I could pick out a ring with him. Perfect. 🙂

  18. leftcoaster says:

    The Sheri S Tipper book my grandmother was reading when she died (unexpectedly and suddenly, but also while eating ice cream and watching jean luc Picard)

  19. shawnyj says:

    I have a ski map in the basement for Alta, Utah, from 1995, that shows all the trails my brother and I skied in a single day with a crazy tour guide who wasn’t interested in slowing down for a couple kids. 20 years later, my brother and I will both tell you it was the best and most challenging day of skiing we’ve ever had.

  20. Olivia T says:

    I have a crucifix pendant that was my great-grandmothers, passed down to my grandmother then my mother, and then me, and when my daughter is old enough I will get to pass it on to her 🙂

  21. Jordan says:

    I have a few books from my childhood that I will never be parted with.  Nightly reading time was something that happened with my dad starting before I could even talk.

  22. Julie says:

    I have a little stuffed giraffe that was given to me by someone when I was born.  You can turn a little lever and the neck turns and plays music.  It’s very ratty now but still works.  Been trying to clean out my house but can’t seem to part with it.

  23. Kelly S says:

    I have a vase from a great great aunt.  Mom and I used to bake cookies and bring them to her.  She gave me the vase when she was nearing the end and dispersing her stuff to whom she wanted while still able to do so.

  24. Heidi says:

    I’m not one to hold onto a lot of stuff out of sentiment, but I do cherish the hand held mixer that was my Grandma’s. She kept it in the original box and I’m sure it’s from the 1960’s. I inherited it in 1992 after she died and it’s still going strong today. I don’t use it as much now that I have a stand mixer, but I would never get rid of it.

  25. Ashlea says:

    I’m excited about this book but I covet that Darcy hard.

    Just moved this month and found my Dad’s stapler from his office.  I remember everything about that office.

  26. Rue says:

    I have a very simple cedar jewelry box my grandmother gave me the christmas before she died. It was made by her brother in woodshop class and I remember looking through it and the costume jewelry she kept in it for most of my childhood -that and her box of buttons kept me entertained for hours. Seeing it is always a reminder of her and the time I used to spend with her as a little girl.

  27. Kimberly B. says:

    My item is a twenty-sided die, translucent blue, which I hope one day to make or have made into jewelry. The die is important to me because when I was a nerdy 15 year old, I met my step-cousin Rob for the first time—-he was 21. I was carrying around a binder which had all my character sheets and life histories for my Dungeons and Dragons game, which I had decorated with a picture I had drawn of my wizard (I said I was a nerd!). Rob complimented me on the artwork, and it turned out he liked to play Dungeons and Dragons as well, but had no one to play with any longer. So he gave me all his books and dice! But I was such a shy kid that I almost think the conversation had more meaning that the gifts did; I had a hard time finding anyone who wanted to talk about my geeky interests, much less an actual adult.
    The books that Rob gave me are old enough now that they might be valuable, but I could never part with them. You see, Rob died from AIDS when he was only 30. We really only met a couple of times, but I will always remember him as a warm and funny guy, who treated an awkward teen as an equal and seemed to have an interest in what I had to say. For that reason, I could never part with the books he gave me, and I want to make this die into a pendant I can keep close to my heart.

  28. JenM says:

    I have a huge collection of Avon earrings. They were inexpensive and wouldn’t be cherished by anyone else, but my mom, who was an Avon rep, gave all of them to me. She always loved costume jewelry, whereas I never wore any jewelry at all growing up and was completely uninterested in all of her Avon products. At age 22, I finally got my ears pierced, and told my mom that i now needed earrings. She was so happy that she could finally give me jewelry. From then on, every time I came to visit she gave me multiple pairs. She passed away years ago, but I still have the earrings, and I always think of her when I wear them.

  29. Mary Preston says:

    I have a bookmark that my daughter made in Pre-school. It’s a mouse with a long tail. He has no whiskers or eyes any more, but I would not part with him.

  30. Robin Greene says:

    I have a chain and cut out liberty dime that my late father wore for many years.  I wear it when I want to think of him.  I wore it for almost a good year after his death straight.

  31. Becky says:

    When I was 13 I bought a rock. Not just any rock, but a rock that had the outline of a female lion on it.  I bought it because it came with a little piece of paper that said it meant “perseverance”.  I had a hard time growing up, my dad was verbally/emotionally abusive, I spent a lot of the time sheltering my sister and not having friends over to hide the whole dad thing. So I grew up a bit socially awkward and found it hard to make friends.

    To remind myself to be strong and keep going on I would put the rock in the pocket of my jeans and carry it every where. A few times it fell out, but somehow I always heard the noise and found it.  I finally don’t feel the need to bring it with me everywhere I go, but I still have that rock on top of my night table.

  32. Alexandra J says:

    I have a small lion stuffed animal I dubbed Leo (how original, I know) from when I was a baby. He’s my earliest memory; I remember crawling to him in my playpen and chewing on his mane, haha. Needless to say his poor mane is all over the place from years of being chewed on! He now has a very safe and comfortable spot on my bed 🙂

  33. Karin says:

    I have so many little objects that are meaningful only to me, that it’s hard to pick one. But since we’re talking about needlecraft, I have some socks which were knitted for me by a good friend many years ago, and some items like old buttons(which are now antiques I guess) in my sewing box, that came from my mother and grandmother. I also have scraps from some of my grandmother’s old dresses that I plan to use in a quilt, someday in the future when I have time for quilting.

    I am over 18, but don’t wear a cravat, and never dive into a lake unless I have first tested to see how deep the bottom is and that there are no objects to hit your head on, and have a swimming buddy with me(Lifesaving 101).

  34. Nikki H says:

    I have so many special items that belonged to my parents, and I can’t pick just one, so here goes:  a large yellow bowl that is round at the bottom and then ends up with a square top with a matching lid. My mom always used it for potato salad when I was growing up; several pieces of needlework that she did; a locket that belonged to my dad’s mom that had pictures in it; and a large green trunk that belonged to one of my grandparents.

  35. angela ng says:

    When I’m in my younger years, I made mum this plain looking mother’s day card.. Just written in Mandarin (happy mother’s day) with a smiley face, no picture or any doodle…. But mom kept it all these years.. which I kind of forgotten about it.. I thought it went to the bin.. well the small little things that mom kept which was meant significant to her.. but for me..I though it was not..

  36. ppyajunebug says:

    I have this weird stuffed dog toy that’s a cat that makes an inhuman meowing sound when you squeeze it.  It was my dog’s favorite toy and he recently passed and it makes me miss him a little less when I hear it make its weird sound.

  37. Tura Lura says:

    My treasured item is a small leather bound bible that zips closed. It was given to my grandfather by the members of a church where he was pastor in the 1950s or 1960s (or both!). My grandfather died several years before I was born. The bible belonged to my mother for years before she gave it me on my tenth birthday.

  38. Tess N says:

    I have a pink ceramic basket with half the handle broken off. I inherited it from my late grandmother, and I will never throw it away, even though it is broken. I try to disguise the broken handle with various stuffed animals and other accessories.

  39. Sarah says:

    My wedding ring doesn’t fit, so instead I wear what looks like to many a throw-away silver Claddagh ring instead.  People even ask me if I am married (which I’m sure they wouldn’t if I had the diamond ring on instead). And even though the ring cost about 10 bucks, my husband bought it for me at a tiny shop in Clifden, Ireland which is a beautiful city that overlooks the sea. The memories of that sunny day driving along the coast are entangled in that cheap ring and I will treasure it always!

  40. Violet Bick says:

    I have a ceramic statue of a girl in a lavender dress. You know, one of those craft-project-type statues, where you paint it and the craft shop bakes it and returns it to you? Anyway, it was painted by an elderly relative and given to my grandmother, and ultimately came to me. Even though it is chipped and has no monetary value, seeing it always makes me smile and brings happy memories of family.

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