Waltzing In His Arms

Romance at its best.

To this day there’s nothing that can be more intimate or truly romantic than dancing a waltz with your special someone. The music just flows and it’s like you’re whisked away to another world. Yes, I love it!

In CounterClockwise, my characters do attend dances, especially as the series continues and young Margarita or Margaret as she’s called in New York City, gets old enough to get into the fun of it and flirt with the best of them.

Once considered racy.

Oh yes! When The Waltz was first introduced in 17th century Austria (first known as the weller or a turning kind of dance) it was not smiled upon by everyone. And even though it was widely known and enjoyed by the middle of the 19th century, there were still rather stern critics. One of them was, you may guess, Endland’s Queen Victoria.

You see, the concept of dance was more of a line dance than a couples dance before The Waltz was created. Even though men and women would hold hands and sometimes even spin around each other, they did not actually make contact face to face — or at least not unless it was for the briefest of moments coming into or out of a line.

Love begins while waltzing in his arms.  

People loved dancing The Waltz, and many fell in love on the dance floor, so despite anyone’s opposition the dance and the Heavenly music that was played during it, has endured for many centuries.

In CounterClockwise I bring into the story some of the details surrounding the controversy over dancing The Waltz. Even though the younger characters may just love it and think no more about it than sitting next to each other, some of the older ones may not share that opinion.


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