Autumn is one of my most favorite times of the year. The color of the sun through the leaves is not to be believed. And that is to say nothing of the fall bounty of harvest favorites. I’ve been eating fruits and vegetables of every variety. They never taste as good as right now.
I received my contact from Harlequin for the three-book Western historical deal. That makes the deal seem more real. I’ve finished my Western Christmas novella and sent that to my editor. I don’t expect readers will see this story until next fall, but here is a little about the story for you fans.
She’s the wealthy debutant tired of rich, useless men. He’s a saddle bum that fell for her hard. Now Christmas and his orphaned nephews’ welfare make this cowboy desperate enough to do something he’s never done before, admit he needs help.
Before I jump into the next Western Historical, I’m doing so reading of original documents. Specifically George Catlin’s Letters and Notes on the North American Indians. For those of you unfamiliar with Catlin, he was an American painter who traveled widely in the Western United States painting portraits and landscapes of Native Americans in the 1830s. Some of his work can be seen in the Smithsonian and the American Museum of Natural History in New York. I’m also reading about the southwest under Spanish rule. I wonder where these research expeditions will lead me?
I will be in New Jersey this month at the New Jersey Romance Writer’s Conference. I hope to see many of you there.