Category: Cowboy Music

10 Favorite Western Songs and Ballads

Hi!  Linda Broday and Winnie Griggs here. We’re very happy to kick off this 10 year Anniversary celebration for Petticoats and Pistols! It’s so exciting to reach this milestone.

Cowboys on the American Frontier loved to sing, no two ways about it. They sang to the cows, to the moon, to their fair ladies. Cowboys today still sing–probably more than they ever did. And others love to sing ABOUT cowboys. So, in honor of our tenth anniversary, we thought we’d share with you some of our favorites, both old and new.

So we put our heads together and came up with the list below. And if you have a yearning to listen to any of them, turn up your volume and click on the name.

Here are some old favorites that Winnie selected:

  1. High Noon
  2. The Streets Of Laredo
  3. Big Bad John
  4. Ringo
  5. Big Iron

And here a some newer favorites courtesy of Linda:

The Last Cowboy Song – Ed Bruce

Amarillo By Morning –  George Strait

This Cowboy’s Hat – Chris Ledoux

My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys –  By Willie Nelson

Should’ve Been a Cowboy by Toby Keith

 

What songs do you sing to? Did we miss some of your favorites? Let us know.

Linda is giving away a pair of cowboy boot earrings to someone who comments.

And Winnie is giving away choice of any of her books plus a fun  ‘shhh…I’m hunting cowboys’ necklace

 

 

 

 

P.S. Don’t forget to enter the giant birthday bash giveaway (separate from this daily giveaway). You can find all the details along with the entry form HERE.

Sing Me a Song, Cowboy

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Country music with guitar and cowboy clothesThere are few things that get my heart to pitter-pattering more than a deep-voiced cowboy singing. That’s probably why I married my very own bass-singin’ Texan.

I’ve loved music all my life. From being a band nerd through junior high and high school to joining choir in college after I met the aforementioned bass-singin’ Texan. I love to sing, especially when there are rich harmonies. Probably because the church I grew up in (and the one I attend now) worship with a cappella singing. It’s a tradition I cherish, because my heart always soars when I hear those harmonies. And now that my kids are getting older, I can hear all 4 parts on my very own pew! My hubby sings bass, my 17 year-old daughter sings alto, my 15 year-old son sings tenor, I sing the lead soprano, and my 13 year-old youngest hops from part-to-part. I love it!

A couple years ago, my hubby introduced me to a group of a cappella county singers called Home Free. Does he know my sweet spot, or what? Definitely a keeper. Anyway, back to the group. They are made up of a few Minnesota boys, a fella from Georgia, and  . . . you guessed it . . . a bass from Texas. Yee Haw! They won the 4th season of the NBC show The Sing Off back in 2013 and have gone on to have a well established career.

I thought I’d share a small sampling of their music with you today.

In this first one, they get together with the Oak Ridge Boys for a fun rendition of Elvira.

This is one of my favorites – Ring of Fire in honor of Johnny Cash.

And since Christmas is right around the corner, I thought I’d share a couple with a festive theme. The first is a carol I’ve loved since the first time I heard my three cousins (also singers) perform it at a family Christmas get together when we were all still kids. Do You Hear What I Hear? The second features Home Free with the legendary Kenny Rogers singing Children Go Where I Send Thee.

Enjoy!

What are your favorite Christmas carols?

My Research Travels Take Me to Montana and a Giveaway!

 

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My very next novel will be pre-set in Marietta, Montana.  That sounds like a real place, doesn’t it?  Yet, it’s not located on any map that we know of.  What I mean by pre-set, is that this town already exists in many other author-related books, so in a sense it’s real.  There are café’s and schools, a chocolate shop, and a sheriff’s office all in the small town of Marietta.  Characters live there, either in town, or near Copper Mountain or in Paradise Valley, doing what normal folk ordinarily do, ranching, banking, baking, dining and romancing!

For my new adventure, I’ll be one of four authors writing a romance about when the Rodeo comes to Marietta. My bronc-riding hero (who has no name yet—would love for you to name him) returns to his roots and meets up with his deceased brother’s widow—the very same girl he dumped for the excitement of the rodeo.  Said heroine, wants nothing to do with him, until he reminds her of the unrequited passion they’d once shared.

So my research begins learning about Montana.  I’ve never been, and usually I set my stories in places I’ve traveled, so this will be a bit of a challenge.   Here’s some fun facts about Montana:

 

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The State flag is stunning: Rocky Mountains, cliffs and rivers under the big sky.

Montana’s Motto:  Oro y Plata  (Spanish-Gold and Silver)

Montana is the Spanish word for “mountainous”.

The state nicknames are:  Big Sky Country and Treasure State

Montana became a state in 1889

It’s the 4th biggest state in the US

But 44th most populated with just over 1 million people

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So now I ask you to help me come up with my hero and heroine’s names?  I’m really at a loss, usually I have a clear vision of their names, but right now I’m coming up blank. Both are Montana born and bred and have worked on ranches.   Give me your suggestions and you’ll be in a random drawing for a really cool 2 in 1 book.  The Cowboy’s Pride by Charlene Sands/The Paternity Proposition by Merline Lovelace

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Also available for PRE-ORDER is my newest Desire  (releases on July 1st)  Isn’t it pretty?

The Billionaire's Daddy Test

 

 

Updated: May 14, 2015 — 2:44 pm

SOMETHING IN THE LYRICS by Charlene Sands

Her Forbidden Cowboy   front coverHer Forbidden Cowboy was one of my very favorite books to write.  Why?  Because I’m a die-hard country western music fan and my hero Zane Williams, is a top-notch superstar and multi-Grammy Award winner.  He’s from Texas, another of my favorite places to write, and he’s healing up from an injury in a mansion on Moonlight Beach on the southern California shores. Need I say, this is right in this California girl’s wheelhouse?   I’m a year round beach girl and enjoy driving along the Pacific coastline whenever I have the opportunity.

I can’t lie, my inspiration for Zane and his heroine, Jessica Holcomb comes from the music I listen to.  At any given time, my radio is tuned exclusively to country music stations.  I love the stories behind the songs.  They spark my imagination, give me ideas and get my creative juices flowing.

Carrie Underwood is my all-time favorite artist.  Her songs resonate with me. Not only is her voice beautiful with a powerfully wide-range, but the lyrics touch me in ways that make me smile, laugh, sing along, and often put a tear or two in my eyes.  Mama’s Song is one such song. (Scroll to read those lyrics) It reminds me so much of my husband, and the way my parents both felt about him.  He is good, so good and they never worried about me.  Truly, those lyrics make me tear up every time.

So before I leave you with these inspirational lyrics from my favorite songs, (imagine the story behind each song) I’m  giving you an opportunity to meet the deadly handsome, and emotionally wounded Zane Williams and my heroine, Jessica Holcomb, his one-time sister-in-law:

 

“Do you know how incredibly perfect you are?”

 Zane’s hands wrapped around Jess’s waist, and

thrilling warmth heated her skin. “I’m not.”

 “You are. You can’t let what those two did to you

change who you are. That guy was the stupidest

man on earth. You have every right to feel hurt,

Jess. But don’t let what he did change the person

that you are.”

 “You think that’s what I’m doing?”

 “Isn’t it? You changed your hair, your eyes. You

dress differently now. Don’t get me wrong, you

look beautiful, sweetheart. But you were beautiful

before.”

 She shrugged. She found it hard to believe. “I needed the change.” Tears misted in her eyes.

 “I get that.” Zane took her into his arms and hugged

her, as a friend now. “But promise me one thing?”

 “What?”

 “Don’t try to find what you need with another man.

It makes me crazy.”

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Her Forbidden Cowboy is book 1 and part of the

Moonlight Beach Bachelors series—

Three men living in paradise…and longing for more.

   

Releases everywhere February 1st. 

Do you find inspiration in music? What’s your favorite genre of music?   Who do you listen to?  Be sure to sign up for my newsletter if you haven’t already. I’m giving away a gorgeous Brighton Heart Necklace in time for Valentine’s Day at www.charlenesands.com  You might be my Instant Newsletter Winner. Be sure to open the newsletter, coming in two weeks, to see if you’ve won!  (Already signed up? Your name is automatically included in the drawing)

 

SOMETHING IN THE WATER by Carrie Underwood (My favorite..Listen to it here)

He said, “I’ve been where you’ve been before.

Down every hallway’s a slamming door.
No way out, no one to come and save me.
Wasting a life that the Good Lord gave me.

Then somebody said what I’m saying to you,
Opened my eyes and told me the truth.”
They said, “Just a little faith, it’ll all get better.”
So I followed that preacher man down to the river and now I’m changed
And now I’m stronger

There must’ve been something in the water
Oh, there must’ve been something in the water

Well, I heard what he said and I went on my way
Didn’t think about it for a couple of days
Then it hit me like a lightning late one night
I was all out of hope and all out of fight

Couldn’t fight back the tears so I fell on my knees
Saying, “God, if you’re there come and rescue me.”
Felt love pouring down from above
Got washed in the water, washed in the blood and now I’m changed
And now I’m stronger

There must be something in the water
Oh, there must be something in the water

And now I’m singing along to amazing grace
Can’t nobody wipe this smile off my face
Got joy in my heart, angels on my side
Thank God almighty, I saw the light
Gonna look ahead, no turning back
Live every day, give it all that I have
Trust in someone bigger than me
Ever since the day that I believed I am changed
And now I’m stronger

There must be something in the water (amazing grace)
Oh, there must be something in the water (how sweet the sound)
Oh, there must be something in the water (that saved a wretch)
Oh, there must be something in the water (like me)
Oh, yeah

I am changed (I once was lost)
Stronger (but now I’m found)
(was blind but now I see)

Mama’s Song by Carrie Underwood  (Puts tears in my eyes)

Mama you taught me to do the right things
So now you have to let your baby fly
You’ve given me everything that I will need
To make it through this crazy thing called life

And I know you watched me grow up
And only want what’s best for me
And I think I found the answer to your prayers

And he is good, so good
He treats your little girl like a real man should
He is good, so good
He makes promises he keeps
No he’s never gonna leave
So don’t you worry about me
Don’t you worry about me

Mama there’s no way you’ll ever lose me
And giving me away is not goodbye
As you watch me walk down to my future
I hope tears of joy are in your eyes

Cause he is good, so good
And he treats your little girl like a real man should
He is good, so good
He makes promises he keeps
No he’s never gonna leave
So don’t you worry about me
Don’t you worry about me

And when I watch my baby grow up
I’ll only want what’s best for her
And I hope she’ll find the answer to my prayers
And that she’ll say

He is good, so good
And he treats your little girl like a real man should
He is good, so good
He makes promises he keeps
No he’s never gonna leave
So don’t you worry about me
Don’t you worry about me
Mama don’t you worry about me
Don’t you worry about me
Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood  (Sadly beautiful)

 

Little boy, six years old

A little too used to being alone

Another new mom and dad, another school
Another house that’ll never be home

When people ask him how he likes this place
He looks up and says with a smile upon his face

This is my temporary home
It’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This is just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know
This is my temporary home

Mmmmm

A young mom on her own
She needs a little help, got no where to go
She’s looking for a job, looking for a way out
‘Cause a half-way house will never be a home

At night she whispers to her baby girl
Someday we’ll find our place here in this world

This is our temporary home
It’s not where we belong
Windows and rooms that we’re passing through
This is just a stop on the way to where we’re going
I’m not afraid because I know
This is our temporary home

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers, “don’t cry for me,
I’ll see you all someday”

He looks up and says,
“I can see God’s face”

This is my temporary home
It’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This was just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know
This was my temporary home

Mmmmm

This is our temporary home

Updated: April 14, 2015 — 4:16 pm

Cowboy Christmas Music

Photo Credit: kirky29 via Compfight cc

Photo Credit: kirky29 via Compfight cc

‘Tis the season for crazy schedules, harried shopping, and frenzied decorating, baking, and wrapping. Whew! I’m exhausted and it’s only December 10. Today, I’ll be squeezing into the junior high gymnasium bleachers along with hundreds of other proud parents to listen to the Wylie Junior High bands perform their Christmas concert. My youngest son will be on the trumpet playing catchy tunes like the Santa of Seville and African Bell Carol.  All three of my kids are involved in band. No big surprise since my husband and I were both band nerds growing up.

Music is a big part of Christmas. I’ve switched out all the CDs in our van so that we have plenty of Christmas music to listen to as we drive around town. However, before things get too crazy, I thought it might be a good idea to remind ourselves of days when things moved at a slower pace. When a cowboy might sing his lonely Christmas songs to his horse out on the range or gussy himself up and take his best gal to a barn dance.

I found these two videos online and thought they’d be fun to share. Not your typical country music superstar’s renditions, but songs that harken farther back in time. Enjoy!

  • What are your favorite Christmas songs?
  • Any child or grandchild Christmas concerts on your holiday schedule?

The Wild West Lives On!

newsletter_headerjpg - 2Last week, I had the privilege of attending the Romance Writers of America national conference in San Antonio, TX. I came home with a suitcase full of new books, a brain full of great information, and a camera full of pictures. This was the first time my hubby tagged along for the ride at one of these conferences, so he and I had a lot of fun exploring in the evenings. The River Walk was gorgeous, of course, and the Alamo is a classic not to be missed, but my favorite attraction of the week was the chuck wagon dinner and wild west show we treated ourselves to at Enchanted Springs Ranch.

The Wild West lives on at the ranch with an authentic old west town on this 86-acre working cattle ranch. They have a heard on longhorn cattle as well as many exotic animals. For example:Enchanted Springs Animals

Pet alpacas named Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday. Wild oryx and zebras we saw on our tractor ride to the fun feathered friend strutting down main street in all his plumed glory.

The ranch boasted numerous buildings. A church with it’s own graveyard. Two saloons. A gunsmith. A dressmaker. A general store. The blacksmith. Even a Texas Ranger office filled with museum worthy exhibits.

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My hubby and his finger gun and the gunsmith shop.

My hubby and his finger gun and the gunsmith shop.

 

 

 

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The buildings were so much fun to explore and proved great fodder for the imagination. However, there were two true highlights of the evening for me.

The first was the singing cowboy who entertained us while we feasted on barbeque chicken, brisket, warm potato salad, and peach & blueberry cobbler.

Dressed in cowboy gear and playing guitar, our host sang the greatest cowboy songs of all time. Everything from The Streets of Laredo to Home on the Range to Happy Trails. His voice was smooth, his guitar melodic, and in between, he gave us a little history lesson regarding the origins of each song. Fabulous!

 

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After the supper dishes had been cleared away, we all gathered around the corral for a rootin’-tootin’ wild west show in the style of Buffalo Bill Cody. The show featured Pistol Packin’ Paula. She was a tiny little thing, but she sure packed a wallop! She is an honest to goodness, two-time world champion pistol twirler. She spun those pistols around her fingers faster than a blink, in and out of the holsters, over her shoulders, around her back. Whew! It was crazy. Then she started in with the trick shooting. She even reproduced Annie Oakley’s famous, over the shoulder rifle shot with a hand mirror. Her horse Jake did tricks as well.

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Overall, it was a fabulous evening. It was hot as blazes with temps in the upper ’90s but no one seemed to care. If you are ever in the San Antonio area, make the short trip to Enchanted Springs Ranch and treat yourself to the chuck wagon dinner. You’ll be glad you did!

  • What is your favorite hidden vacation gem?
  • Any western-themed places you would recommend for a visit?

 

 

 

Old Time Fiddle Music and Giveaway!!!

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The Devil Went Down to GeorgiaEver since I was a child and first heard the iconic Charlie Daniels  hit, The Devil Went Down to Georgia, nothing has captured the “sound” of the west to me like fiddle music. I can remember first hearing that song on a country western station on the car radio as our family drove through central California. No one in our family really listened to country music by choice, but it was the only station that would come in. Well, when I heard it, the story embedded in the song captivated me as much as the lightning fast fiddle music. What little girl wouldn’t love the story about how Johnny beat the devil by playing a better fiddle?

When I started creating the Archer brothers, I wanted each to have a distinctive personality, which meant different hobbies and interests. Travis was the overprotective, workaholic older brother. Crockett had a passion for preaching and a practical interest in doctorin’. Jim had his wood-working. And little brother Neill? He played the fiddle.

Neill put up with his brothers teasing him about his cat screechin’ and even let big brother Travis relegate him to the barn whenever he wanted to practice. None of it discouraged him, thouCowboy Fiddlegh, because music was in his soul, and he was determined to master the fiddle his father had once played. Once he developed enough skill, he started playing in public–first for his brothers on their secluded ranch, and then in town for dances and shindigs. He even started carting it around with him when he traveled, tying the case to his saddle.

Once Neill’s brothers started marrying and having their own families, the urge to make his own way in the world and prove his manhood became too strong to ignore. So he left home and journeyed farther west, earning money in whatever way he could, his fiddle his only company on the trail. After two years, he stumbled across the small town of Dry Gulch, Texas and a shotgun-toting widow who changed his life forever.

MatchMadeInTexas-coverNeill and Clara’s story can be found in the novella collection, A Match Made in Texas, and you can bet Neill’s fiddle plays a key role in the tale. Fellow filly, Mary Connealy, has a story in the collection as well, so you know it’s going to be a fun one!

Just to make it even more fun, I’m going to give away a copy of A Match Made in Texas to one lucky reader today. Leave me a comment about what sounds bring the west alive for you, and I’ll enter you in the drawing.

And did you know that old time fiddle music still exists today? There are national competitions and everything. Old time fiddle music (dating from the 1800’s) is different from bluegrass (which came together as a separate genre in the 1940’s), although you will find similarities in style.

Here’s a little Old Time Fiddle Music to get your toes tapping:

Yellow Rose of Texas

The Yellow Rose of Texas has to be one of the most famous “Texas” songs ever written. However, as I started reading about its history, I was shocked at how much I didn”t know about the song.

As many folks songs do, The Yellow Rose evolved over time. The first recorded lyrics appeared in Christy”s Plantation Melodies. No. 2, a songbook published in Philadelphia in 1853. Edwin P. Christy was the founder of a minstrel group that performed in the blackface entertainment style that was popular at that time. Performers would create parodies with lively dance numbers, songs, and woeful ballads. The Yellow Rose of Texas was a perfect fit for this genre, with a lovesick singer who refers to himself as a “darkey” longing to return to “a yellow girl,” a term used to describe a mulatto, or woman of mixed blood. Here are some of the original lyrics:

There’s a yellow girl in Texas That I”m going down to see;

No other darkies know her, No darkey, only me;

She cried so when I left her That it

like to broke my heart,

And if I only find her, We never more will part.

 

Chorus: She”s the sweetest girl of colour That this darkey ever knew;

Her eyes are bright as diamonds, And sparkle like the dew.

You may talk about your Dearest Mae, And sing of Rosa Lee,

But the yellow Rose of Texas Beats the belles of Tennessee.

 

I had never heard these lyrics. They give a completely different meaning to

the song, don”t they? When the sheet music for the song was copyrighted in 1858, “yellow girl” was changed to “yellow rose” in the first verse and instead of the “sweetest girl of colour” in the chorus, it now read “sweetest rose of colour.”

The song became a huge hit, and by the time of the Civil War, it became a point of pride for the South and roused southern loyalties. Later in the century, the song’s notoriety led to its association with the yellow flowers, and in 1892, Governor James Hogg wore  “the yellow rose of Texas” on the lapel of his coat during his successful reelection campaign.

It wasn”t until 1933 when Gene Autry recorded the song as a cowboy ballad that the lyrics we”re more familiar with came into being. They replaced “no other darkey knows her, no darkey only me” with “no other fellow knows her, nobody else but me.” The revised lyrics thus made the song racially neutral, and the “yellow rose” became symbolic of the attractive woman’s beauty, not her race.

As time went by, other lyrics transitioned as well. Eventually the first line of the chorus changed from “She”s the sweetest girl of colour…” to “She”s the sweetest little rosebud that Texas ever knew.” Dearest Mae is also sometimes swapped out with Clemintine. And instead of the yellow rose beating out the belles of Tennessee, she simply became “the only girl for me.” Wouldn”t want those Tennessee gals to get too riled, you know.

The tune changed as well. In 1955 Mitch Miller and his orchestra produced a new arrangement of the song to give it the sound of a Confederate marching song instead of a ballad. This version hit #1 on the charts and sold over a million copies. This is the version most people are familiar with today. Below is a 1955 performance of the song.


So, what do you think of when you hear The Yellow Rose of Texas?

Giving a Cowboy the Boot!! by Charlene Sands

                                  

 

Little did I know that when writing Jackson Worth’s story that he’d have a weakness for a woman in boots.  Enter, Sammie Gold, just your normal run of the mill wholesome girl, who is a good friend of the Worth family.  Not only is our Sammie, Callie Worth’s best friend, she is a girl who is down on her luck and hoping to start a new life, with a brand new boot boutique. 

The boots Sammie wears turn Jackson’s head.  Whether stylish and sleek or sweet and innocent, to confirmed bachelor Jackson Worth, on Sammie they all look hot!  And that’s where the trouble begins!  Remember the coined phrase…what happens in Vegas? 

Well, what happened in Vegas didn’t stay there. It followed Sammie and Jackson to Arizona. 

In honor of boots all over the world, here’s a bit of boot trivia:

The Brooks and Dunn song ‘Boot Scootin’ Boogie’ on their 1994 album, ‘Brand New Man,’ resurrected the popularity of country music’s nearly defunct line dancing.  The hit spurred the country duo to fame and other than Simon and Garfunkel, they’d come to sell more albums than any other recording duo in history.

 

 

The popular “ugg” boots made of sheepskin were first became popular in Australia and New Zealand by local surfers who used the furry shoes to keep their feet warm after they exited the surf.  It is rumored that the manufacturer named the boots so because his wife said the first pair he made were ugly, thus “uggs”.

 

Go Go Boots were named from the French word “a gogo” which means “abundance or galore”.  In the 1960’s go go boots and mini-skirts changed everyday fashion.  Nancy Sinatra wore knee-high boots and sang these famous lyrics:

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

 

Boots were originally designed to keep the feet protected and warm, but boots have come back in a big way not just for function but for style.  Cowboy boots, field boots, military boots, riding boots,work boots, Victorian ladies boots, rain boots – whether midcalf, knee-high or thigh-high, boots today are designed to make a statement.  Boots have attitude! 

 

Unfortunately, my own two feet don’t do boots well, but I was able to live out my boot fantasy at Sammie’s Boot Barrage in Worth The Risk.  And I had fun researching and designing my own pair of Marianna boots in the story.  Tell me what you think? Would you wear outlandish boots? What’s your favorite type of boot?  Are you a style or function type of boot wearer?  

Please also, take a moment to check out my Worth The Risk..Risky Release Party and you can win $25 Gift cards and an ereader! 

*** I was thrilled that an excerpt to my story was added to Diana Palmer’s, Betrayed by Love. 

Adding just a cooool note:  Today is 10-11-12.  

And tomorrow, look for our new Petticoats and Pistols Contest!!

 

 

Updated: October 9, 2012 — 9:45 pm

HONKY-TONK HEAVEN by Katie Lane

Honky-tonk: a cheap, noisy saloon or dancehall. Okay, I’ll go along with the online definition for honky-tonk as a noisy bar or dancehall. But cheap? I don’t think so. As a plot-moving literary venue, a good honky-tonk is worth its weight in gold. It’s a place where characters gather to gossip, hook up, or plan the demise of a certain villain who has evicted them from their mansion. It can be a funny, romantic, or sad setting depending on the occupants—an entire town of crazy matchmakers, a sexually steamed up couple, or a depressed, drunk widow.

When planning my small town of Bramble, Texas, I knew that there had to be a honky-tonk. I even traveled to Odessa, Texas, to do a little research. Not only did I find the perfect small town saloon with pool tables and a sawdust dance floor, I found a friendly owner who didn’t mind sharing a story or two—some even too naughty for a romance writer. (If you ever run into me, ask me about the lost false teeth story:o)

After hanging out most the night at the country bar, I couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel and dive right into Going Cowboy Crazy. And where did I start my Deep in the Heart of Texas series? At a honky-tonk, of course.

Bootlegger’s is a one-story stucco hole in the wall with a big dance floor, plenty of pool tables, and a bar the length of a football field. My honky-tonk has become the venue for homecoming queen imposters, jealous heroes, pissed off daddies, and a little naughty bathroom sex. It even offers sanctuary to Joseph, a Wiseman, an angel, and a pig in Small Town Christmas–O Little Town of Bramble. (An eBook anthology that includes stories from my friends, Jill Shalvis and Hope Ramsay)

 As a writer, I love to return to Bootlegger’s to see what my crazy townsfolk are up to. There’s nothing I enjoy more than bellying up to the bar between Mayor Sutter and Sheriff Winslow, ordering a shot of Jose Cuervo, and listening to one of Kenny Gene’s stories. Some folks might view a honky-tonk as cheap. This author just views it as heaven.

 Have you ever been to a honky-tonk? Did you love it or hate it? Do you think that true love can start in a bar?

Comment for a chance to win a novel from my Deep in the Heart of Texas series—Going Cowboy Crazy, Make Mine a Bad Boy, and Catch Me a Cowboy. And be sure to keep an eye out for my upcoming releases: Hunk for the Holidays due out September 25 and Trouble in Texas due out December 18.

I would love to hear from y’all: www.katielanebooks.com facebook.com/katielaneauthor Twitter-ktlane3

Updated: September 13, 2012 — 11:05 am
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