Wow, Petticoats and Pistols has an amazing lineup of writers . . . I mean, fillies!  I feel privileged to spend the day here, and I’m grateful to Mary for inviting me.  I’ve been a Westerner since my dad moved the family from Indiana to Arizona when I was ten.  I didn’t want to go, principally because I couldn’t bear to leave my first love, a boy named Kenny, who was very cute and very short.

To protest the move, I ran away from home, which consisted of going around the block and sitting under a weeping willow where nobody could see me.  But I’d neglected to take any food, so eventually I got hungry.  When I came home for dinner, my mother promised me I’d like Arizona way more than Indiana because there were horses everywhere!  Why, I might even get one of my own!  That didn’t pan out, although my little sister got a horse after I went off to college, not that I’m holding a grudge or anything.  But it WASN’T FAIR.  The only thing I loved almost as much as Kenny was horses, so I agreed to move to Arizona.

Today, as an adult (mostly, except when I’m mad about that horse my sister got), my perspective is slightly different.  I still love horses AND Arizona.  A ride through the desert in springtime is breathtaking.   But the scenery on any country-western dance floor is much, much better!  I am so over Kenny.

My preoccupation with cowboys, on the dance floor or off, has led me to write books about them.  Many, many books.  My current Harlequin Blaze series, Sons of Chance, is my latest ode to the studliness of cowboys.  Last summer the first three books came out, and three more will show up this summer.  Another three are scheduled for the summer of 2012.  I’m awash in cowboys, and I love it!

SHOULD’VE BEEN A COWBOY is on the shelves now, but I thought it might be fun if I gave away the July book, COWBOY UP, on today’s blog to one lucky commenter.  Don’t worry if you haven’t read any of the books yet.  Yes, they’re a series, all set in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, but I’ve worked really hard to make sure each book stands on its own.

You may wonder, since I’ve lived most of my life in Arizona, why I didn’t set the series in my home state.  It’s like this:  I suggested setting them in Arizona, but my editor Brenda Chin piped up with “they’ll be out in the summer, and nobody wants to read about Arizona in the summer.”  She had a point.  Thus Jackson Hole and my imaginary Last Chance Ranch in cool Wyoming.

SHOULD’VE BEEN A COWBOY, the June book, picks up the story of a couple who had a hot time in the hayloft in CLAIMED!, out last August.  They run into each other this summer only to discover the heat’s still on.  Alex, a guy who’s recently discovered the cowboy way, is willing to fan the flames, but Tyler works on a cruise ship that’s ready to sail from L.A. in a week.  She has no intention of scrapping her career to hang out in Wyoming.

COWBOY UP, the July book, brings together Clay, who runs the stud operation for the Last Chance Ranch, with Emily, who was conditioned by her very urban mother to stay far away from sweaty cowboys who smell like horse.  Needless to say, she doesn’t totally listen to mom’s advice.

We’re chatting on a blog that’s dedicated to Western romances, so I’ll assume you all love cowboys in general.  But getting specific, what’s your very favorite thing about them? One lucky commentor will win a copy of COWBOY UP, which isn’t even in stores yet.


Should’ve Been a Cowboy