Monday, April 27, 2026
Loving Small Old-Fashioned Towns ~ Ruthie L Manier
Wednesday, April 22, 2026
To Whom it may concern.
“Who went to the store today?"
“With whom are you going on your date?"
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Tuesday, April 21, 2026
The Knight Ranch - Weston and Callie
Weston Knight came home, leaving behind a promising military career to take over the ranch after his father’s passing. As the oldest, it fell on his shoulders to keep things together, even as the books bled red around him. Year after year, they slip a little further behind. He does his best to keep it from the town, and from his family, but secrets don’t stay buried long. Not in a place like Stone Ridge.
Small towns come with complications you don’t see anywhere else. The dating pool? Let’s just say most of the good ones have already paired off. And Weston… he’s not the kind of man who settles. The more I get to know this broody cowboy, the more I realize he’s not looking for easy. He needs something deeper. Someone who can meet him where he stands and not flinch.
I’m still learning what kind of love shaped him, but right now I’m leaning toward this—a father who worked too hard and left nothing for anyone else, and a mother who loved fiercely enough to try and fill in the gaps.
Which means Weston grew up knowing what responsibility looks like… and what it costs.
So it’s not something he’s looking for. He’d never put anyone through what he watched his mom go through. She loved his dad and there were happy moments but his father was always busy. He paid attention to the boys when they offered something he valued. Weston never felt good enough even though all he did was work by his father’s side from the day he was old enough to drive a tractor. Maverick hid his artistic talents because dad said it wouldn’t go anywhere and no one got anywhere unless they worked for it and well Colter, was Colter.
And that’s where my girls come in.
Not all of my female main characters are plus size, but as someone who has spent most of her life in that space (and who to this day will never say no to tacos), I love writing women who feel real. Women who take up space, who own it, and who are deeply, fiercely loved because of it, not in spite of it.
Callie is one of those women.
She’s stepping away from the noise, from the constant push and pull of city life, and from a relationship that left her feeling like she was always coming in second. Fresh off a breakup with a man who was far too invested in himself, she heads to visit her best friend in Stone Ridge.
(Yes, that Stone Ridge. A little nod to Ridge Ranch for those who’ve been here a while.)
What she finds there isn’t just a change of scenery. It’s a shift in perspective. A reminder that life doesn’t have to be lived in the fast lane, fueled by espresso and deadlines. Sometimes it’s slower. Messier. Quieter.
And sometimes… it’s exactly what you need.
Especially when it puts you directly in the path of a man who’s convinced love only ever costs too much.
The first two chapters are where we meet most of our main players, and things kick off a little messy… the way all good stories should.
Chapter one opens with Callie learning that her boyfriend—now very much an ex—has betrayed her. Not only did he steal one of her ideas, he passed it off as his own, costing her a promotion she’d worked hard for.
Let that be your reminder: dating where you work is a gamble. Sometimes you win… and sometimes you get your idea stolen and your heart handed back in pieces.
Enter Piper. Best friends since college, voice of reason, occasional chaos agent.
She suggests Callie get out of the city, clear her head, and come stay with her for a bit. It takes some convincing (and probably a little emotional arm-twisting), but eventually Callie agrees and heads for the country.
And because I like to keep things interesting…and because I can.
By the end of the chapter, Callie walks in on Piper and Colter going at it over the kitchen counter.
Let’s just say… we might be planting a few seeds for Colter’s story while we’re at it. We’re going to get to know Colter along the way, very well.
Chapter Two is where we meet Mrs. Knight. She’s the heart of the Knight family and a force all her own. I can’t wait for you to get to know her. She’s the kind of woman who sees straight through you, whether you’re ready for it or not.
She knows Weston’s carrying something heavy before he ever says a word. But of course, Weston being Weston… he doesn’t say a word and she being who she is, doesn’t push. He’ll come to her when he’s ready.
Instead, he shuts down and walks out. Out of all three boys, he’s the most like his father, and he knows it. Maybe that’s exactly why he’s sworn off relationships. He’s seen what that kind of life costs, and he’s not willing to risk it.
Unfortunately for him, the ranch doesn’t slow down just because he’s in his feelings.
It’s pumpkin patch field trip day, which means chaos, kids, and more responsibility than one person should probably handle before coffee. It’s all hands on deck. Even Colter makes a surprise appearance—no warning, no call, just suddenly there like he never left. He’s bouncing between rodeos, but he shows up when it matters.
Weston won’t say it out loud, but he’s glad for the help.
Maverick gets mentioned too—the brother who isn’t there but always is in some way. Even stationed overseas, he finds ways to carry part of the load. That’s just who the Knights are.
And then… the meet cute.
Because you know I couldn’t resist.
Piper is there with her preschool class, and one of her students—a shy little thing—takes one look at Callie and decides she’s hers for the day.
And wouldn’t you know it… Weston’s the one driving the tractor because someone called in sick and well, there’s a job to do.
So now we’ve got a stubborn cowboy, a guarded city girl, and a tiny human with pigtails, refusing to let go of Callie’s hand.
Tell me that isn’t the perfect setup.
I love a good meet cute. Sometimes they happen on page one. Sometimes they take their sweet time. In Saving Maddie, for example, those characters knew of each other, even talked on the phone, but didn’t actually meet until several chapters in. Because that’s what their story needed.
That’s the thing about writing for me. Yes, I outline. I like having a roadmap.
But my characters? They treat it more like a suggestion.
I might think I know exactly how Weston and Callie’s story is going to go. What pulls them apart, what brings them back together but I’ve learned not to get too comfortable. They tend to have opinions. Strong ones.
And honestly? That’s what keeps it fun.
So tell me, what do you want to hear about next?
A specific character? A place on the ranch? My writing process?
I’m an open book and so are most of my characters.
Monday, April 20, 2026
Chanticleer Author Conference 2026
It’s that time of year again! All year long I look forward to the Chanticleer Reviews Author Conference and Awards Ceremony in Bellingham, Washington. Set on the bay, Bellingham is a city with many brewery’s and fabulous restaurants. Historical Fairhaven Village is known for its red brick architecture, boutique shops, and independent bookstores like Village Books.
Held at the Bellingham Holiday Inn this year, the conference kicked off with a Master Class with literary agent Donald Maass. I won’t lie, my brain hurt when the class was over. He shared wonderful information on writing and making it better, he really made us think and analyze our writing. I realized I have a lot to work on. He taught a few classes over the weekend and it was great to visit with him during the evening dinners.
As always, the classes at the conference are filled with helpful and practical information. Diane Garland taught about making a story bible. Something I really need to do! If your write a series, it’s a must do. Keeping track of characters and events is much easier with an organized system.
David Fitz-Gerald taught about advertising on Book Bub. Andy and Kiffer Brown taught about AI and how to use it to your advantage in keeping organized and many other uses. (Not to write book with) Bekah Brinkmeier from AutoCrit gave a wonderful presentation of the software. Becky Parker Geist from Pro Audio Voices and Amplify Audiobooks was full of information on the audiobook word. Everything from your first book pitch to getting a film deal were taught. Such an amazing conference.
Awards night is always the best. It’s wonderful to see an author be recognized for all of their hard work. I was lucky enough to get to announce the Laramie Winners. (western genre) David Fitz-Gerald won the Laramie grand prize. The overall grand prize winner was Michael Cooper for "The Rabbi’s Knight."
There were so many debut authors winning the First Place ribbon in their category and it was great. The one that stood out the most for me was Richard K Lowy. "Kalman & Leopold ; Surviving Mengele’s Auschwitz’s". A story about his father and another Jewish boy in Auschwitz. It started as a documentary that took years to make, that is now in the Holocaust Museum and he turned into a book. He won Grand Prize in his category.
This conference also honored the passing of Burl D. Harmon. A World War 2 hero that won an award for his book "Combat Missions" a couple years ago. I was luckily enough to meet him in 2024 at the conference.
As always the conference didn’t disappoint and it was great to see old friends and make new ones. Can’t wait until next year.
Thursday, April 16, 2026
Gun Control in the Old West
In popular imagination, the Old West of the 1880s is often pictured as a lawless frontier where everyone carried a gun at all times. But for many Western towns trying to establish order and attract families, business, and investment, gun control was not only present--it was taken seriously. Places like Dodge City, Tombstone, and Deadwood adopted local ordinances that restricted the carrying of firearms within town limits. Visitors were often required to check their weapons with the sheriff or at a saloon upon entering town, a practice that reflected a broader desire to reduce violence in rapidly growing communities.
These measures weren't driven by abstract political ideology so much as practical necessity. Frontier towns were filled with a mix of cowboys, miners, merchants, and travelers, many of whom were armed and living in close quarters. Disputes could quickly escalate into deadly encounters if weapons were readily at hand. By enforcing gun restrictions in populated areas, local authorities aimed to prevent spur-of-the-moment violence, especially in saloons where alcohol and tempers mixed freely. Lawmen like Wyatt Earp and Bat Masterson became known not just for gunfights, but for enforcing these rules and maintaining a semblance of peace.
For Western readers today, the history of gun control in the Old West offers a more nuanced picture than the myth suggests. Firearms were certainly a part of daily life on the frontier, especially for hunting, ranching, and self-defense in remote areas. Yet within town limits, many communities recognized the need for boundaries. Rather than representing a contradiction, this balance reflected a practical understanding of freedom and responsibility--one shaped by the realities of life in a developing and often unpredictable landscape.
Till next time.
Sandra
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Tuesday, April 14, 2026
Cowboy Beans by Rhonda Lee Carver
What was it like for cowboys back in the western times?
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Popular Poetry from the Past
Post (C) Doris McCraw
aka Angela Raines
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April is National Poetry Month. In honor of this, it seemed appropriate to share some of the more popular poems from the 1800s.
Christina Rossetti is a favorite of mine. Here is her poem 'Echo'
Echo
Sometimes with the Heart
Seldom with the Soul
Scarcer once with the Might
Few - love at all.
Anytime you speak about poets of the 1800s, you usually include Tennyson. Here is a poem some of you may recognize:
Lullaby - Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
I will leave you with a favorite of mine from Helen Hunt Jackson:
Last Words
Dear hearts, whose love has been so sweet to know,
That I am looking backward as I go,
Am lingering while I haste, and in this rain
Of tears of joy am mingling tears of pain;
Do not adorn with costly shrub, or tree,
Or flower, the little grave which shelters me.
Let the wild wind-sown seeds grow up unharmed,
And back and forth all summer, unalarmed,
Let all the tiny, busy creatures creep;
Let the sweet grass its last year's tangles keep;
And when, remembering me, you come some day
And stand there, speak no praise, but only say,
" How she loved us'! 'Twas that which made her dear! "
Those are the words that I shall joy to hear.
Here's to the beauty of poetry. When you get a moment, stop by and read some of the other poets who were creating pictures and emotions with words. Poetry was enjoyed by many, and you might be surprised by who was writing and what they wrote about.
Until next time.
Doris Gardner-McCraw
Author, Speaker, Historian
Specializing in Colorado and Women's History


















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