SpookyNerd

This is part of my test writing, with the same characters in different genres and settings. I had a lot of fun imagining Alex in a regency romance; it's my first time writing the genre. My reading background is more Patrick O'Bian than Jane Austen. As a note for the reader, Alex is a transgender woman living at a time when medical transition is not available. I tried to write this with sensitivity to how she sees herself balanced against how others see her. London, 1817 Alex sat in her bedroom, brushing her hair, gazing at a small mirror perched on her rosewood dresser. She was dressed in a simple cotton nightgown, the trousers and frock coat from the dance crumpled in the corner. Her bedroom window was cracked open and the scent of jasmine drifted in from the garden, a faltering glow from a late June twilight infused the room with a hint of red and orange. Alex peered in to the mirror, a touch of rouge on her cheeks. She heard a knock at the door, “come in”. The door opene...