Today at Coffee and Porn in the Morning (Wine and Sex in the Afternoon), my co-author, Keira Andrews and I are featured for Favorite Things Thursday. We’re talking about castles, specifically one of America’s so-called castles, The Biltmore, and we’re giving away a copy of Earthly Desires.
While writing up the post, there were some things I wanted to ramble on about regarding the Biltmore estate, but I didn’t have the time or space, so I thought I’d ramble a bit more here. The Biltmore is America’s largest private home, although no one has lived there since the 1950s. There was a period of twenty years, though, during which the heir of the estate lived in the house simultaneous to it being a tourist attraction. Or at least there is an old story to that effect, I can’t verify if it is true. I’ve always always loved that story, though, and when I’ve visited the estate over the years, I’ve often tried to imagine what it would be like to have been the sole resident of that massive home.
What would it have been like at night? The vast, empty house all around you? I’ve always been tempted to write a ghost story based on these idle thoughts, and perhaps one day she will. There is even anecdotal evidence that it is haunted. The comments here are especially interesting if you scroll down far enough.