A new novel by Mark Dunn, styled in a Jane Austen manner.

What if Jane Austen had had a black-sheep brother? Let's call him Chad. Chad Austen. What if Chad had always chafed at the literary preciousness of his sister Jane's mannered tales? The kind of chat-filled tales of the heart wherein characters sit in properly appointed drawing rooms with tea cups and cakes and exchange the sort of whispered confidences that in actuality took place nowhere upon this planet? And certainly not during the Regency period, known to British scholars as the seediest, most licentious and delightfully sensuous of any in the kingdom's illustrious history. Then perhaps he'd have written a book not unlike Feral Park. But with one rather large difference.