Behind the story: Women’s Lives, Loss and Social Change in The Captain’s Wife

When I wrote The Captain’s Wife, I wanted Amelia’s world to feel alive with the social forces shaping women’s lives in 1849—forces that were often subtle, whispered, or shared in private gatherings long before they became public movements. My research led me into the intertwined histories of women’s health, early suffrage activism, abolition, and the expectations placed on mothers in antebellum New England.

One of the most poignant parts of Amelia’s journey is her experience of losing a child. In the nineteenth century, women were expected to bear such grief with fortitude—a word that carried the weight of emotional endurance and silence. Amelia’s stillbirth and her struggle to regain her health reflect what many women faced without the medical understanding or emotional support we now consider essential. I imagined she might have suffered from what we would today call postpartum thyroiditis or depression, though such conditions had no names then. Her recovery is a testament to her inner strength and the fragile medical realities of the time.

Another thread that fascinated me was the early women’s rights movement. Amelia never meets Lucy Stone, but at a women’s luncheon she hears about Stone’s lectures, her Boston bookstore, and her “Conversations”—gatherings where women explored education, philosophy, and social reform. These ideas spark something in Amelia. They show her that women were already questioning their roles, imagining broader lives, and supporting one another’s intellectual growth.

Education, in particular, becomes a powerful theme. At the luncheon, the women ask one another: “What would you do if you had more education?” It’s a question that would have been radical in 1849, when higher education for women was rare. For Amelia, it opens a door to possibility—one she didn’t know she was allowed to imagine.

Motherhood, too, was shaped by social expectations. In nineteenth‑century America and Victorian England, motherhood was idealized as a woman’s highest calling. Yet women with means often relied on nannies for the daily labor of childcare. Amelia’s struggle to accept help reflects the tension between societal ideals and personal reality. She wants to be a loving mother, but she also longs for intellectual engagement—much like Elizabeth Peabody, who appears in the novel and later founded the first English‑language kindergarten in the United States.

Researching this period reminded me how intertwined these social movements were: abolition, women’s rights, educational reform. Even the maritime world reflects this—many free Black men in New England found work aboard ships, a detail that helped shape David’s world at sea.

Writing this novel allowed me to explore how a woman like Amelia might navigate illness, grief, marriage, motherhood, and the stirrings of social change. Her story is fictional, but the pressures and possibilities surrounding her were very real.

Note: The medical details in the novel are fictionalized for storytelling purposes and should not be taken as medical advice.

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Looking back

It’s hard to believe, but this Spring will mark seven years since I published my first novel, Amelia. Amelia’s story begins in England in 1845. It is a lovely story about a young lady who must face hardship but finds strength, love and blessings in the process. A year later, I published The Captain’s Wife which is set in Boston in 1849. While Amelia is historical romance, The Captain’s Wife could be classified as women’s historical fiction. In 2021, I published my romantic mystery, Gathering Secrets, which is set in San Francisco in the early 1950s.

Due to changes in my life when my late husband passed on, I slowed my writing pace but I am making progress on my fourth novel, also a romantic mystery set in the early 1950s.

Amelia, my first novel, published in 2019.

Writing takes many forms

It’s been nearly a year since I wrote my last blog post. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. Writing takes many forms. I journal in the morning, but even that can take many forms. Sometimes I journal in my six by nine-inch spiral bound journal. I have boxes of spiral bound journals dating back to around 2004. When I’m not writing in my journal, I write in my 2025 date book, recording what I did the previous day.

Even creative writing can take many forms. Recently, I joined a Life History Writing class in town. Writers are limited to a five-minute read which is about 500 to 700 words. Writing a short essay forces me to trim the excess. It is good discipline, and I love writing my essays and remembering events that took place years ago.

In addition to journaling and writing my life history essays, I am writing on my fourth novel fairly regularly, though not as regularly as I had before my late husband passed away. Like my third novel, this fourth novel is set in the early 1950s an era full of history, charm and character. Writing this novel has been slow going but I have 144 rough draft pages so far.

To sum up, writing can take many forms so if you want to write, just get out that pen, pencil, paper, typewriter, laptop or stand-alone computer and write. You may ask, “Does texting or writing emails count?” Not sure about that! Feel free to comment.

Writing grounds me

When I lost my husband, I had to find a way to heal my widow’s soul. Much of my healing journey came through writing. At first, the only writing I was able to do was my morning journaling, a practice I had for decades. Every morning, I settled in my chair with my cup of coffee and wrote my thoughts in my small spiral notebook.

I also found a pretty little journal where I wrote about my late husband and our marriage. For me, it was healing to have a physical spot, like the pretty journal, to memorialize our life together. But I wasn’t yet able to get back to writing on my fourth novel which I had started before my husband passed on.

It has been two years now since I lost my husband. The wound of losing him is slowly healing and I am finally writing on my novel every day. It’s still in the developmental stage, where I often make dozens of changes, but at least I am working on it again. I look forward to the day when I can offer it to my readers!

A Time to Mourn and a time to dance

I have been away from this blog for quite some time now for the simple reason I had been the primary caregiver of my now, late husband. I had no time or energy to write. Remembering that there is a time for everything — “a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance”, a few months ago, I put on my dancing shoes and re-engaged in the world again. I resumed ballroom dancing, found new friends and new activities. I recently discovered tai chi and am finding it very enjoyable and emotionally healing. I am smiling, laughing and enjoying life once again. I think there is truth in the Buddhist philosophy that change in life is inevitable. But I’ve found that even unpleasant change can bring new opportunities for growth. I hope to get back to writing on the fourth novel I had started. In the meantime, I shall resume blogging between my tai chi lessons!

Coeur a la Creme

Coeur a la Creme is French for “Heart with Cream”. Some years ago, I made this delectable dessert for Valentines Day. Earlier, I had been lucky to find the odd-looking porcelain molds at an estate sale. I wasn’t sure why there were holes in the bottom of the cute little heart-shaped molds. When I got home, I researched on the internet and learned the molds were used for Coeur a la Creme. I found the recipe and couldn’t wait to try it on Valentines. Coeur a la Creme is basically, a no-bake cheesecake. You can find Coeur a la Creme recipes on the internet, so I won’t include a recipe here. You will need cheesecloth to line the bottom of your molds. Most recipes call for cream cheese, sour cream, powdered sugar, lemon juice, vanilla extract and salt. You can garnish the Coeur a la Creme with raspberry sauce or strawberry sauce. Happy Valentines Day!

My Little Sewing Machine

My readers may wonder why the young women in my novels sew and design fashions.  Well…let me tell you.  Sewing has been a big part of my life since I was ten.  That’s when I received my first sewing machine!  Unfortunately, the young Victorian lady in my first two novels had to sew by hand. I, on the other hand, had a wonderful little sewing machine to learn to sew on.

My little sewing machine was a Singer metal machine that operated by a turn wheel. The machine was about six inches tall by six inches wide and though it was designed as a toy, it worked nearly as well as any grown-up sewing machine. From spool holder to needle, each section of the machine was numbered, making it easy to guide the thread. It came with a clamp to stabilize it on any surface and it was easy enough to turn the hand wheel with my right hand while I guided the fabric with my left. 

I still have that little sewing machine which stitches by a chain stitch and doesn’t require a bobbin.  With the machine, I made many doll clothes when I was young. And, when I grew up and had children, I taught my youngest daughter, Sarah, to sew on this very same machine and she had fun creating all sorts of things, including doll clothes.

Unfortunately, the sewing machine needle eventually broke and I haven’t been able to find the correct replacement needle which is a little shorter than the machine needles in most machines. But I treasure the machine anyway, as it is a reminder of how thrilled I was when I created my first dolly’s dress!

The Little Black Dress

THE LITTLE BLACK DRESS – With New Year’s Eve approaching you may be wondering what you will wear to a holiday party.  The Little Black Dress is the perfect choice.  What, exactly, is it?  Simply put, it is a black dress designed with simple lines.

Coco Chanel is often credited with introducing the iconic dress and it appeared in American Vogue in October, 1926.  Since then, the timeless dress has made its appearance on some of my favorite actresses in classic movies:  Lauren Bacall in To Have and To Have Not (1944), Rita Hayworth in Gilda (1946), Marilyn Monroe in The Asphalt Jungle (1950), Grace Kelly in Rear Window (1954), Elizabeth Taylor in Suddenly Last Summer (1959), and Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961). 

In my mystery novel, Gathering Secrets, Marie chooses a black sheath to wear for an evening out.  

“As Marie slipped on the little black dress that she reserved for cocktail parties, she looked in the mirror at the hemline.  She was glad hemlines were coming down again.  They added elegance to any dress, but especially to a slim-fitting dress like this one.”

I have several classic black dresses in my closet that I’ve worn to cocktail parties, ballroom dancing and to an author’s night to read my poem, I Am My Mother (which appears in my novel, Amelia).

Unfortunately, with COVID still lurking around, my husband and I won’t be ballroom dancing this New Year’s Eve.  So… I think I’ll put on my black velvet dress and waltz around with him in our living room!  A girl’s gotta have fun–right?

Newest Novel–a romantic mystery

I am excited to announce the publication of my newest novel, a romantic mystery set in the early fifties in San Francisco and Carmel.

Housewife, Marie Stratton, feels grateful for her life.  She has a loving marriage to Ed, a wealthy investment broker who provides her with everything she needs and wants, including a beautiful house on the cliffs above the bay in San Francisco.

But when Ed doesn’t arrive home from work on his birthday and has his office clerk deliver a disturbing note, Marie must follow his instructions to contact his attorney who will explain everything.

When Marie finds her perfect world has been turned upside-down, she seeks the help of Paul, her friend from childhood.  Together, they embark on a quest to put together the missing pieces. But through it all, Marie soon discovers that the past has consequences for everyone.

With spellbinding plot twists and turns, compelling characters, haute couture fashion and cold war intrigue, Gathering Secrets is perfect for readers who enjoy historical cozy mysteries.

https://www.amazon.com/Gathering-Secrets-Romantic-Fifties-Mystery-ebook/dp/B09N8Y5MRD/ref=sr_1_1?qid=1639241147&refinements=p_27%3ALinda+Fechter&s=digital-text&sr=1-1&text=Linda+Fechter

 

A Room with a View

My heroine, Amelia, had a room with a view even if it was from her attic bedroom window! When she looked out the tiny attic bedroom, she saw sheep grazing in neighboring pastures. I often long to get out of the suburbs and perhaps one of these days I will. Until then, I have lovely photos to remind me of pleasant days traveling through the countryside in England, Scotland and Ireland.

Right now, here in California, the fields are golden. Come Spring, they will be green again. In the meantime I satisfy my longing for green pastures by enjoying my potted flowers in my little patio.