What always strikes me most about stories of the old West are the poor down-trodden men and women who struck out across this vast country with little more than the clothes on their back. Nothing but big dreams and a promise for a better tomorrow provided the strength to weather the tough times. With grit and determination most carved out a good life for themselves.
These types of people are lots more interesting than the ones who have lots of money and little hardship. I guess I like the struggle and the making of something from nothing. And maybe it’s the fact that I, too, came from such humble beginnings.
While I’ve written stories about both rich and poor, my heart has always been with the less fortunate.
One of my very favorite characters was Glory Day in THE COWBOY WHO CAME CALLING that’s just been re-released as an e-book. Glory shoulders the responsibility of providing for her mother and two sisters after her father was wrongly convicted of murder and sent to prison. In addition to managing their small farm, she does the hunting and seeing that they don’t go hungry. But then one day she begins to have problems with her eyesight and the confidence that she’s capable of doing whatever needs done is severely shaken. If she can’t see, she can’t kill meat for the table. Panic sets in.
Then a cowboy with a heart of gold enters her life after she accidentally shoots him.
Luke McClain seems the answer to a prayer. He wastes no time in taking up the slack. In fact a little too well and has Glory seeing red. She doesn’t want him taking completely over and making her feel like she’s an invalid. Sparks fly and when the dust settles she finds out she’s attracted to the man who can fix anything. But of course, as all good heroines do, she doesn’t let him know. It would simply go to his head and that was too swelled to start with.
I had so much fun writing this story. It originally came out in 2003 by Dorchester Publishing and won the National Readers’ Choice Award.
For an instant Glory seemed about to hand him his head on a platter. Then almost shyly, she accepted his grip and dismounted.
“Pure luck, McClain.”
He suspicioned she tucked that shyness behind the gruff exterior because it was easier than dealing with other emotions. Ones that scared the living daylights out of her. And him, too.
Glory untied the legs of two large gobblers and let them fall to the ground.
“Nice shot,” Luke said, examining them. “Punkin might have a point after all when she claimed you could shoot whatever you aimed for. Now, I’m not sure filling my leg full of lead was all that accidental. Could be-”
“Could be you talk too much.” She probably meant the flippant tone as a warning. “As you said, you can’t believe everything that bratty sister of mine says.”
Luke should’ve let sleeping dogs lie, but he couldn’t help stirring the boiling pot. Even if he got scalded. Manure for brains his father had said many a time.
“Like the part about you never having a beau? Or never lettin’ a gentleman call on you? Or is it the part about never been kissed that’s bunched your tail feathers in a wad?”
A shocked gasp filled the space. “Mr. McClain. That’s my business. What right….?”
Before he realized his intentions, he slid his hand beneath her hair. With a tug on the back of her neck, he pulled her against him. Glory trembled under his touch, a fragile leaf in a storm’s path.
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This e-book as well as my other release REDEMPTION is available for $2.99. Click HERE to buy.
Which types of stories bring you more satisfaction…the ones that feature the poor and downtrodden or ones where the characters have everything their hearts desire? I’m giving away one copy of this today in e-form to two people who leave a comment.