Showing posts with label heroines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heroines. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 5, 2025

Get Your Romance On... With Books! ~ Julie Lence

February. The month of cold nights and somewhat bearable days… the month of flannel and comfy socks… hot toddies and hot chocolate… evenings snuggled on the couch beneath a warm blanket…

The month of chocolates, flowers, and flimsy lingerie… candlelit dinners and decadent desserts… cards and balloons… whispering ‘I love you’… The month that resembles everything in a Hallmark movie or between the pages of a romance book. If you’re like me, you most likely indulge in both; anything to get your romance on. I favor a hero who’s tall, dark, and handsome, who wears a Stetson and Wranglers and has a devilish twinkle in his eye… Oh, who am I kidding? As long as he’s charming, loyal, and caring, he doesn’t need the Stetson,  just the Wranglers! (I’m joshing… maybe. There’s nothing sexier than a man in a pair of Wranglers.)

But, in wearing Wranglers, does he have to be a cowboy? Probably not. Throughout the years, I’ve read several different types of heroes; CEO’s, sports players, pirates, army men, rich lords, Vikings, and the ever popular 1980’s sullen type with a chip on his shoulder… who was quick with a comeback… who wooed  women to bed and then snuck away before the crack of dawn. He was the black sheep of the family and, if lucky, had one good friend. He was someone with a painful secret… who guarded his heart fiercely… who desperately needed to be loved. Someone who redeemed his callous, selfish ways by the end of story and won the reader’s heart.

Two such books from that timeframe featured heroes of this nature, and it was because of the authors who brought them to life and took the reader on their journey to happy-ever-after that I decided to try my hand at writing. Each hero is condescending, callous, dashing, daring, witty, and in need of a heroine who is not only strong enough to heal their bruised souls, but to tame them without shredding them of their identity.  I loved Nick and James back then and I love them today, and I hope you will, too.  (Each can be found on Amazon) 

 

Double Standards by Judith McNaught

Nick Sinclair, the ruggedly handsome president of Global Industries, handles his business the way he handles his women: with charm, daring, and complete self-control. When he hires Lauren Danner, he assumes the whip-smart beauty will be another easy conquest but much to his surprise, her wit and rare spirit dazzles him and he slowly finds himself falling in love.

Yet he has no idea that Lauren is living a lie, one that is becoming more dangerous with every passing moment. Trapped in a web of deceit, she fights her growing love for Nick and the promise of life with the most compelling man she has ever met.

   

Gentle Rogue by Johanna Lindsey

Heartsick and desperate to return home to America, Georgina Anderson boards the Maiden Anne disguised as a cabin boy, never dreaming she'll be forced into intimate servitude at the whim of the ship's irrepressible captain, James Mallory.

The black sheep of a proud and tempestuous family, the handsome ex-pirate once swore no woman alive could entice him into matrimony. But on the high seas his resolve will be weakened by an unrestrained passion and by the high-spirited beauty whose love of freedom and adventure rivals his own.

 

 

     

 

Monday, October 28, 2013

HEROIC WOMEN IN THE OLD WEST -DILCHTHE


I enjoy reading about strong women heroines in fiction and in history. Sometimes the fictional women might appear over the top or unrealistic. Historically, though, women have proven themselves to rise to a challenge—especially when it means remaining with or protecting family. Recently, I was reading about heroines of the Old West in Mike Wright’s WHAT THEY DIDN’T TEACH YOU ABOUT THE WILD WEST. 

An Apache woman named Dilchthe was a middle-aged grandmother captured by Sonoran mercenaries at then Esqueda, Mexico south of present day Douglas, Arizona in the mid 1860’s.  Dilchthe and several other women watched the Apache men executed and were then herded toward the Gulf of California. There they were sold into slavery and shipped across the Gulf to a penal colony on the Baja Peninsula. Many of the women died there, but Dilchthe hung on to life. She was sold again with several women and put to work at a nearby hacienda.

Of course we have no idea what Dilchthe looked like, but I'm including several free photos of Apache women to give readers an idea.  Above is a San Carlos Apache Woman.

She was treated fairly at the hacienda, but she wanted freedom. Wouldn’t we? She hid food and planned her escape to return to her family. I wonder if she realized how far from them she had been moved?

Finally, she freed several other women and they escaped. They traveled only at night and Dilchthe led them north along the Gulf. The women evaded the mounted guards sent to track them down and bring them back.  Even conserving supplies, they ran out of food. They ate insects and desert plants.

Apache Couple


At the mouth of the Gulf, the faced crossing the Colorado River. Imagine how forceful this river was before damning and pumping to large cities commenced a hundred years later. None of the women raised in the desert could swim. Dilchthe promised the women she would find a way.

She made friends with an elderly Mexican man who told her where she could safely ford the river. The women pushed northward to the spot the man had described. This was at the confluence of the Colorado and Gila Rivers and later became the site of the Yuma Territorial Prison. Of course the women were afraid, but Dilchthe waded into the water. Her feet struck a sandbar and she waded across the river, followed by the other women.

Near the Yuma Valley, the women met sweltering heat. She insisted they follow the river, and they persevered for she knew the mountains held powerful enemies. Three nights after they crossed the river, a band of Yuma (also called Mojaves) raiders ambushed them.  Only Dilchthe and one woman survived by fleeing into the brush.

Again they were hunted, but Dilchthe walked over the hot, mostly dry, river bottom past Gila Bend and present-day Pheonix. They skirted Puma and Papago camps and villages. Can you imagine crossed that area with no water, no food, and weary from trudging so far?  These two women were strong!

Cochise's son Nach-ti and his wife


They were too weak to travel at more than a slow walk, and almost crazed from hunger and grief. At a spot near present day Safford, they collapsed. Dilchthe managed a signal fire. Incredibly enough, the man who saw the smoke was Dilchthe’s son in law. She and her friend were saved.

She had walked more than a thousand miles to be reunited with her family. Can you imagine her welcome as a hero and how her stories were retold again and again? She had outmaneuvered pursuers, carried no map, no weapons, and almost no provisions.

I love this story. We never know what we can do until we are faced with the challenge. Would you be like Dilchthe or one of those who was killed?

Another story of trekking across the land from Central Texas’ Hill Country to North Central Texas is my new book, THE MOST UNSUITABLE COURTSHIP, now available at Amazon and Smashwords. 



Smashwords in ebook


Please join me on October 30 for my Facebook Official Launch Party at https://www.facebook.com/events/680138592007079/?ref=2&ref_dashboard_filter=upcoming with lots of giveaways.

Thanks, 
Caroline


Source:
WHAT THEY DIDN’T TEACH YOU ABOUT THE WILD WEST, by Mike Wright, Presidio Press Inc., pp 285-286
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