A Woman’s Western Heart
By Laura Strickland
When we think about the Old West, several images readily leap to mind. The outlaw facing a showdown in the street of some wooden-fronted town. The steely-eyed sheriff who stands up to protect his patch. The devoted (or dastardly) ranch owner. The cowboy out on the lonely trail. The trail guide, the leader of the wagon train, the mountain man.
These admittedly-stereotyped characters tend not to include very many women. Why not? We know women were present in the West but when we do picture them, they seem to fall along a few equally-stereotypical lines. The saloon girl. The homesteader wife struggling to survive. The widow faced with the theft of her land. What about the real women who populated the West? And what about their hearts?
When I was approached to create a new Western Romance series for Magnolia Blossom Press, I knew above all else I did not want my heroine to be a stereotype. I wanted her to be fully fleshed out, a woman with a past, one with an edge. I wanted her to hurt and hope and hate. Thus was Irine Wicklow born.
I am in awe of the women who populated the Old West. It would have required courage for any female to strike out for the unknown some hundred and fifty years ago, especially on her own. Horace Greeley’s directive to, “Go west, young man!” didn’t include, “And bring your sister.” These were extraordinary individuals. If I wanted my heroine to stand out among such an august company, I had to give her the right attributes, and a few significant flaws.
So Irine needed to be courageous and stubborn. It would require both to face the hardships of a land barely-settled in the year 1866 when my series begins, as well as strength difficult to imagine in our day and age. She’d have to be smart and resourceful, wary and determined. She’d either have to be reaching for something like a better life or running from something so terrible she doesn’t dare go home.
Irine Wicklow is running from deep trauma and the belief that she can’t rely on anyone but herself. She’s remade her own image in the form of a man—because men function in the West much more easily than women. She has in fact become the infamous bounty hunter Wolverine who doesn’t need much and isn’t afraid of much, and no longer believes in love.

What has that done to her heart? Because as we readers and writers know, it’s the heart of a woman that truly matters. Irine Wicklow’s heart is in chains. Even though a good man swears he loves her and though he stands by her even when she tries to send him away, she knows it’s caring that makes her vulnerable. It will take all seven books of this series for Irine Wicklow to decide which will win—her fear of being hurt or her heart.
The first three volumes of Irine’s story are available exclusively from Amazon and Magnolia Blossom Publishing. Come join Irine and her black mare Jezebel on their adventures. Find out just how bold a woman’s heart can be.

Blurb for first book, Love and Guns Don’t Mix:
Irine Wicklow lives her life as the merciless bounty hunter, Wolverine. Nobody knows she’s a woman, and she’s earned a reputation that’s as mean as her namesake. For eight years, she’s been running from a past so painful it turned her from a young girl who believed in love, to one with steely armor around her heart. She relies only on her guns and her wild mare, Jezebel, and the need for vengeance drives her on.
Justice Turrant also understands the desire for vengeance. A survivor of the Civil War, he came West with his family after serving time in a Union prison camp. But their bid to settle a homestead went terribly wrong. A varmint called Virgil Clary and his men brutalized Jus’s sister, Jenny, and Jus feels responsible.
He wants Wolverine to bring in Clary, even after he discovers she’s a woman. He never expects to lose his heart to a dangerous female who doesn’t believe in love.
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I’m giving away an e-copy of Book One, Love and Guns Don’t Mix to one person who leaves a comment.
If you were creating a tough, hard-edged heroine, what characteristics would you include?
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Purchase the first three books in the series here:
Love and Guns Don’t Mix
A Woman by Any Other Name
Absence Makes the Heart Grow Colder
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Determined, tenacious, ingenious, courageous, self-sufficient, independent
This describes Irine Wicklow perfectly! Add a bit of vulnerability that she never lets anybody see, and you’re at the doors of my heroine’s heart!
Thanks to everyone at Petticoats and Pistols for hosting me today! I’m so pleased to be here!
Hi Laura, we’re so happy to have you. This series of yours looks amazing. I love books with strong heroines who seize their own power. I think the majority of women back then were a bit too passive. The exceptions are what interests me. They make the best stories. I think one would have to have a spine of steel and lots of determination. I hope you enjoy your visit. Wishing you tons of success with your series. 🙂
Hi LInda, Thank you so much for allowing me to guest here today! I’m enjoying it very much. I agree with you, though all the women who traveled west must have been amazing, it’s the exceptions who fascinate me too! Thanks again.
She would be capable, tough, courageous but would also have compassion
I agree with you completely, Debra! I believe a person must have courage to allow for compassion, don’t you?
Daring, oozing in confidence, poised, creative, edgy, and self-taught to survive.
Thank you for coming today. I looked up your website and checked out your books. Looking forward to reading this series.
Merry Christmas!
Thanks so much, Kathy! Sounds like a perfect Western heroine to me!
Welcome today. A wonderful post. I like how you are portraying your heroine. For me she would be, stubborn and compassionate, but also tough and gentle. She would be independent but not afraid to ask for help
Thank you so much, Lori! My heroine needs to learn how to ask for help. That’s part of her journey.
Self confidence, determined, plenty of attitude, mean to a certain degree, some arrogance and being stubborn.
Ha ha, Connie, you’ve hit it right on the nose! I feel there are times when stubborn can serve a person very well. Thanks for stopping by!
Oh man did I laugh when you said ‘Go west, young man!” didn’t include, “And bring your sister.‘, very funny but sad too since women were involved but uncredited.
Laura, I gotta get my eyes checked because I read ‘If you were creating a tough’… as ‘If you were treating a cough’…hahaha…
I assume quite a few women passed as men at that time but for my creation it’d involve a physically strong woman who isn’t afraid of guns, you’d have to be strong to handle those firearms. I’m scared of guns myself, I guess I’m recreating a Calamity Jane type…geez…
Rachel, there’s nothing wrong with a Calamity Jane type! I’d like to meet your heroine.
I think if I created a Western heroine I’d want her to an inner strength, I suppose it could be called stubbornness, because I can’t imagine how difficult life must have been for a woman out west, the struggles they had to endure. I would think without inner strength and faith in God it would have been impossible to make it out there.
Megan, I think you’re absolutely right. Whether it was faith in a higher power or in oneself, a woman would need a lot of it!
Interested in reading all of these. Went out to your website and signed up for your newsletter.
Thank you so much, Carolyn! I appreciate you visiting with me today!
The heroine would have to be very stubborn and strong. She would have to be my kind of woman that wouldn’t take no from anyone. She would stand on her on two feet and wouldn’t need help from anyone.
Your books sound awesome and I can’t wait to read them.
Thank you so much! I think Irine Wicklow is the kind of heroine you’ll enjoy. Thanks for visiting with me!
A fearless, spitfire that’s not afraid to go toe to toe with others. Also a lady with quick come backs.
Ah yes, Tonya! Irine has gone toe to toe with a few ugly customers in her time!
assertive, assured, intelligent, quick-on-her-feet, loyal, endearing, and while her heart may be guarded, it’s a heart of gold
So much strength in this description! I love it.
These are the kind of books I love to read!!!
Thank you, Kellie! I love to write them too! We can disappear into a whole new world…
ninja skills
Ha ha, yes! Now you’ve inspired a whole new scenario!
She would have to be self-sufficient. She would have to be able to defend herself both physically and with a weapon. She would have to be wise in the ways of the land being able to ride, camp, track, hunt, know what animals are in the area, and what to look out for. She would have to know how to find water, and what plants can be used as food and medicine.
Absolutely, Patricia! She would have to be one remarkable woman!
My heroine would be a Godly woman with courage, determination, spunk and resourceful.
Sounds like the beginnings of a wonderful story!
I think I’d write about the “school marm,” whose tenacity, protectiveness, and intelligence start her students on a productive path knowing she always has their backs. Loved this post!
Thank you so much! I think a story about a tough and gritty school marm would be wonderful!