Day of the Buzzard

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Ah. Spring. Love you. The lawn guys came and my neighborhood smells like freshly mowed grass. My tulips are blooming.

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Love Me Tulips

Some days are really excellent, like the other day when visiting my insurance agent. Some man was wearing western books done in ostrich hide. (Easy to notice in an amber shade with small pointy bumps.) The dialogue ran to: very expensive, wears well and soft.

Then he asked me if I wanted to feel his boot to see how soft it was. Naturally, I did. I mean how often do you get to feel a cowboy’s boot with ostrich hide? Yes, it was truly soft.

The reason I was in the office was to run through getting my buzzard-dent fixed. Minding my own business, driving carefully, I hit a buzzard in flight–this after he feasted on a dead armadillo with his buddies. His buddies flew off in one direction, he in the other and suddenly he bounced off my hood, just about the latch. It was raining and when I checked right then, I didn’t see the dent–but I could definitely smell buzzard.

I’ve run through whatever to get the dent fixed soon. April is my birthday month and I celebrate all month or maybe from April to May of the same date. I did not need a buzzard dent for my birthday.

The strange thing is that as I described the incident to friends, the laughing does not quit. They compare it a Lucille Ball episode. Everyone seems to be enjoying it, including one estimate guy who told me more than I want to know about buzzards. One daughter thinks it compares to the Lucille Ball episode where she and Ethel Mertz are working on the candy factory line. I fail to see the comparison, but okay. 🙂

FWIW: Since it’s my birthday month, I give to others and do things for them, which makes me feel really good. I just made ginger root and honey tea for a neighbor who isn’t feeling well. She said it helped and I am so glad. She’s a really nice person. In fact, I know lots of nice people.

I’m deep into starting the rough draft of book 2 in my new series, but designed a new cover for a romantic suspense WHEN NIGHT FALLS. When I get really good at crocheting, I want to make a shawl like she’s wearing. I think shawls are so elegant.

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When Night Falls

For WHEN NIGHT FALLS, I researched historical roses and the story is set in a small Oklahoma town with lots of rose gardens, some of them heritage roses collected from old homesteads.

Then I am so glad people remember the Tallchief Series and are enjoying The Cowboy and the Cradle and Tallchief’s Bride. In order, that is Duncan and Calum. Birk is up next in The Groom Candidate.

 

What else is new? I bought an iron skillet to use for baking. I have forgotten the weight of an iron skillet. 🙂

I just love those raindrops on the opened tulip, don’t you? I love mist and rain. But not buzzards.

 

Tallchief Series Covers

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The Tallchiefs are coming! For some time now, Designers and I have been working on cover designs for the Tallchief series. We may adjust a little, definitely the icons in the first 2 covers, but generally the layout will be the same. Giving a series a look is a huge process. Follow this blog to learn more about the icons, the legends, etc. as the 5 Tallchiefs’ stories are revisited.

Book #1 Tallchiefs

If you only knew!! When I had the Tallchief Cradle contest–what to put in the cradle–little did I know that would conflict with the icons necessary, first of all the Tallchief’s 5 arrows that Elspeth suggests for a brooch. To do the cradle alone, filled with what I wanted, would have given a mainstream women’s fiction look and THE COWBOY AND THE CRADLE is definitely romance with a capital R. So designers and I went back and forth, thinking about what the paper copies would look like later on. The decision after much batting back and forth was the look you see in Duncan Tallchief’s book.

We may juggle the size of the icons, but I have that cradle and some of the other objects in the series.

Each book in the series is tied to the Tallchiefs’ ancestors, a Scots bondwoman captured by a Sioux chieftain. The legend is:

The woman who brings the cradle to a man of Fearghus blood will fill it with his babies….

BLURB: The first of the Tallchief series: Women stalk sexy Duncan Tallchief, but Sybil only wants him to rescue her child. The rough, dark and brooding Wyoming rancher is fascinated by strong-willed and classy redhead Sybil. Both wounded by life, their sexual attraction cannot be denied, but Sybil isn’t buying, though she settles in Amen Flats, near Duncan and his siblings. A heady blast of Duncan’s sexuality and her unexpected demanding passion unsettles Sybil’s lifeline cool control. In pursuit of the woman he wants, Duncan must learn how to handle this fiery woman as both must learn this new ball game called Love.

Calum Tallchief’s story, Book #2 in the Tallchiefs, is coming up: TALLCHIEF’S BRIDE.

I hope you’re in a mood to revisit these fan-favorites!

Building Stories

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This is my painting in my daughter’s home. I’m hoping to do a bit of painting during my break at the end of the year.

Thank you for subscribing to my blog. I’m learning as I go on this new website, so look for changes (what gizmos work or don’t) and please let me know what I might post that interests you? Just write.

I’m a very visual writer, and I like color, though the two–painter and writer–cannot work at the same time. It’s a choice.

For those who have followed my books through the years: Thank You.

I’m “nesting” right now, building a story, building a series, taking notes, developing characters and story lines. Life amid Missouri’s Ozarks gives me lots of visuals for ideas.

One book in particular–Sleepless in Montana–centered on an artist, and I found myself very much involved in his art, feeling the colors move around me, feeling how Hogan would feel about objects and lines.

Another book, Be Mine, a Western Historical romance, came from a country drive. An Amish girl, bonnet/long dress, was riding a paint pony beside the road. The pony was galloping, her long skirt lifted to expose jeans below. That visual caught me. I understood much of Emma, raised in a strict German family, her neat, waste not/industrious nature. I understood because my parents were of German descent, so I had a model for Emma.

Nesting is really difficult. This is where it may get weird for you, btw. 🙂 Nesting is like some big nebulous haze with little sparkles of ideas floating around. Some will work; others won’t. I can only explain it like this: Tails/tales are out there, floating, tantalizing, and if I can grab one and hold it as a good idea for a story, that’s good. But the next idea (tail of one) floating nearby, will not work with the primary. This is difficult/straining work, believe it or not, just thinking, pushing, waiting for a basic idea to gel.

It sounds all very mystical, doesn’t it? But then, I was/my writing was studied in some college course somewhere as an author who uses myths and legends as basics. True. But not on purpose. I have read a lot of Roman/Greek/Viking mythology and epic sagas, so that comes out, I guess.

Basically, I incorporate my experiences and life into my stories. Writers need experiences and a story is grown, much like a baby grows. Someone once said, paraphrasing here: A Writer must get out from behind a desk to experience life. (Yes, my life experiences about. I have thrown a tomahawk, btw. :))

It is so hard to cut that umbilical cord from one story to the next. After my Basket Series last book, The Bride’s Basket, I wrote a short story (not published), about one of the characters to help tie off that attachment to the series. Have no fear, readers who asked for more, I have another story planned for the series, but at this time, I’m wanting a fresh start. Creative minds move on to keep fresh.

I’m at that point now, starting a whole new series. Some writers can repeat the same story and that is their style. But I am one who needs diversity, and you can find that in my Printable Book List (on my website).

And that is how I get my stories, but what is in me–my experiences, my interests, visuals and whatever else is in the package, like a traveler, a mother, a friend, a cook, etc. Most writers are intimately connected with their stories. And I was originally contracted and worked with by top editors to get those stories out of me. I asked about that once: why the editors worked so intensely with me. They replied that I had a lot of stories in me and they wanted to get them out. That hit me so strange at the time. Now it doesn’t.

Wish me luck on this new story I’m starting? And please let me know what you would like to see in these posts? Thank you for subscribing.