Monday, November 13, 2023

My exciting news from Kentucky! by Jan Scarbrough


First, I have a new website! Take a look!!  https://janscarbrough.com/

Thanks to Jessica at Meet Cute Creative for the design. 

 

Second, I’m having three of the Ghost Mountain Ranch series books made into audio books. I can’t wait! When I heard the trial read of one chapter, I couldn’t believe I’d written it. The audio version made the chapter and characters come alive. I’ll let you know when they are finished.

 

Will the revelation of more shocking secrets from the past destroy their hopes for the future? The Ghost Mountain Ranch series is a good blend of mystery and romance.


 

Ghost Mountain Ranch is a series of books that should be read together if you’re going to discover the mystery included in the romances of the main characters. That’s why I collected the three books together in one set. The paperback has all four books in it.

 

The fourth book is a novella about Hank, a secondary character from the series Dawsons of Montana. Hank goes on to become Darby’s love interest in Ghost Mountain Ranch.

 

Hank brings two romantic series together: The Dawsons of Montana and Ghost Mountain Ranch!




Friday, November 10, 2023

Roundup results

I'm still a bit under the weather, so I'm going to keep this short and sweet. I had fun at the Facebook party on Wednesday, despite Facebook's maddening settings. Thank you to all who attended!


My winners are:

Free E-book

Charlene Whitehouse & Wendy Ory

$20 Amazon gift card

Sandy Horner

CONGRATULATIONS!


For those who missed it, I'll post the Cowgirl name graphic for fun. 

(Cowboys, just use your first name for the second 'shirt color' part.)



Tuesday, November 7, 2023

Monikers Matter!


 

What's In a Name?

For me, everything. I spend hours finding just the right names for the characters in my novels. Until I find the perfect names, I can't even begin to outline the book. Same thing when it comes to a book title. I must have a title before I can begin writing the book! Crazy, huh?

Oh, I have tried to push on without the names hammered down, but I don't get anywhere. I have even named a hero, written two chapters, decided the name wasn't right, stopped in my tracks to rename the hero, and then I had to write the two chapters over again because the hero changed completely in my mind when he had a new name.

Names conjure up certain images in my imagination. It doesn't matter to me if my friends don't like the names. I have had my best writer friend say, “I hate that name. You must change the heroine's name. It's awful.” But I shrugged and stuck to my guns. She had been christened and I was well pleased with her, name and all.

After I have the names, then I create a character profile for each one. Not just a physical description, but what makes the character tick. What is he/she frightened of? Where is the person most vulnerable? What happened in the past to shape this person? When this character looks in the mirror, what does he/she see? I might write a whole page on the main characters and half a page on the supporting characters. I add to the profiles as I write the book. That helps me to not forget story threads and character details.

Secondary characters can often benefit from a name that conjures up an image or goes well with their personality. For example, a short cowpoke might be dubbed “Shorty” and “Stumpy.” The wagon train cook could be called “Cookie” or “Skillet.” An auburn-haired saloon gal might be “Garnet” or a round-faced preacher could be named “Pastor Moon.” In this way, it becomes easier for readers to recall secondary characters who might not pop up in your story often.

If an editor asked me to change a name, she or he would have to possess an airtight reason for it, and chances are, the editor would lose the battle. Years later, when I hear one of my hero's names or my heroine's names, I can immediately see them in my mind's eye and I can hear them in my writer's ear.

I have caved in and changed a book's title at the request of an editor/publisher. And I rue each title that was changed. A couple of them are my least favorite and, frankly, are senseless. They could be slapped on practically any romance book.

I am genuinely fond of the hero and heroine in each of my novels and even a few of the secondary characters. They are my creations, names and all.

It is the season of giving. Give yourself more time this month to daydream and to write -- and to think of some lovely names!

Cowboy Kisses 8th Annual Round-Up

 


Tomorrow is our 8th annual Cowboy Kisses Round Up. It's a great opportunity hang out with our authors and get to know them, as well as enter for the chance to win prizes, snag some freebies, and have fun!


The party takes place in our Facebook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/CowboyKisses

We hope to see you there!

And if this party gets you in the mood for more Facebook parties, be sure to attend my 10th annual Cowboys & Christmas party set for November 16, also on Facebook.



The party begins at 10 a.m. Pacific Time and runs all day with guest authors, games, giveaways and so much more! 
It kicks off my 10th annual Read A Book, Help a Cowboy campaign that raises funds and awareness for the Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund. The JCCF provides a hand up through monetary assistance to rodeo athletes who have received catastrophic injuries and are unable to work. Instead of worrying where the money will come from to pay rent or house payments, or keep the power turned on, they can focus on healing. 

Happy November! 



USA Today bestselling author Shanna Hatfield grew up on a farm where her childhood brimmed with sunshine, hay fever, and an ongoing supply of learning experiences.

Today, Shanna draws on her rural roots to create sweet romances filled with hope, humor, quirky small-town characters, realistic heroes, and women of strength.

When this award-winning author isn’t writing or testing out new recipes (she loves to bake!), Shanna hangs out at home in the Pacific Northwest with her beloved husband, better known as Captain Cavedweller.



Monday, November 6, 2023

Get A Free Download of Brand New Christmas Stories

 


By Kristy McCaffrey

I'm excited to be part of a multi-author holiday project this year. While each book will begin releasing in December, we have a special treat for readers - a collection of prequel short stories you can download now for FREE!

In this limited-edition Christmas romance collection love blooms underneath the mistletoe as holiday wishes of the heart come true. Get snowed in with these stories where anything can happen through the magic of Christmas—and love.

This multi-author holiday romance collection features these stories by the following authors:

A Gingerbread Wish by Kari Shuey

I’ll Be Home for Christmas by PG Forte

Christmas Hero by Quinn Marlowe

Home for the Honeymoon by Sharon Wray

A Christmas Cowboy Crush by Megan Ryder

The Best present Ever by Debra Deasey

Magda’s Gift by TK Eldridge

Spelled In Wonder by Jaelle Keyes

Someone Like Him for Christmas by Susanna Eastman

Tinseltown Dreams by Kristen Fray

The Reindeer that Got Away by Kristy McCaffrey

The Buck Eye Cowboy by Jamie K. Schmidt

Holly’s Christmas Miracle by Pandora Snow


It includes my short story THE REINDEER THAT GOT AWAY

The Thatcher-Adler feud goes back several generations and is well known in Reindeer Pass, Colorado. When a teenaged Liam Adler befriends young Ellie Thatcher, he’s amused by her tenacious curiosity to find the white reindeer rumored to be living in the nearby mountains. As they continue to cross paths through the years, Liam’s fondness turns to something more. But there’s still the issue of the family feud …

DOWNLOAD YOUR COPY HERE.

The story will continue in A MIRTHFUL WISH, available December 14, 2023!

The Thatcher-Adler feud goes back generations. Despite this, Ellie Thatcher befriended Liam Adler when she was a girl. She even managed to get a job at the Adler Reindeer Farm while in high school, the very farm that had once belonged to her family. Now, with college and a stint working overseas behind her, she’s returning home to Reindeer Pass to open a photography studio. But the feud has been reignited and Ellie and Liam are about to get dragged into the middle of it. 

Liam Adler has returned to the Colorado town where he grew up to take over the family business after the sudden death of his father. It wasn’t the life path he’d planned, and now he must convince old Eustace who lives in the Buckley Cabin to sell his adjacent land to the Adlers and not the Thatchers. And his opponent is none other than Ellie Thatcher—no longer the sweet and funny little girl he remembers, but all grown-up and strikingly beautiful. 

Years ago, Eustace told a young Ellie and Liam about the Legend of Reindeer Pass, where a rare Arctic reindeer herd is rumored to have lived since the first Thatcher and Adler men settled in the valley in the 1800’s. When Ellie and Liam appear before the old man, Eustace tells them he will sell to the first to see the Vaadin, the largest of the elusive female reindeer. But there is more to the legend … only the pure of heart are presented with such a gift. And to a special few, true love is granted. 

When Christmas comes around, everyone has their own special wish. For some, those wishes are as simple as getting the perfect gift for that special someone. For others, those wishes are much bigger. Especially, when they wish for love. 

Everyone deserves the gift of love, but sometimes that's more complicated than it should be. 

This year is different. 

For those pure of heart, their wishes, even their wishes for true love, just might be granted. 

Wishing for Love is a heartwarming series about Christmas wishes of love coming true for those who have the purest of hearts. If you're looking for a feel-good read this holiday season, pick up A MIRTHFUL WISH to meet the authors of this heartwarming holiday romance series and find your next happy ever after.




 



Wednesday, November 1, 2023

Embracing that Cowboy Slang ~ Julie Lence

 

Cowboys are a rare breed. They work hard, live by a strict moral code, and love fiercely. They also have their own jargon. Since I haven’t shared some of that jargon in a long spell, today I’m taking you back to some popular words and phrases of the old west. (Taken from Western Words by Ramon F Adams and available at Amazon. Paperback IBSN: 978-0781805902) 



All horns and rattles- said of one displaying a fit of temper

Body Spin- trick roping term. Spinning a wide loop over the head down around the body.

Case of slow- the loser in a gun fight

Curly wolf- a tough character

Fizzy- a range horse with a bushy tail

Grass-bellied with spot cash- rich, to have plenty

Heating his axles- a person running swiftly on foot

Jewelry chest- an outside box on the front of the chuck wagon for storing hobbles, extra cartridges, and anything else needed in a hurry in case of an emergency

Ketch hand- one whose duty it is to rope calves for branding

Last year’s bronc- a horse in his 2nd season of work

Made a nine in his tail- a man or a beast leaving in a hurry

Phildoodle- a drugstore cowboy. One who imitates the cowboy in dress and speech

Piggin’ string- a short rope used for hog-tying

Ride herd on a woman- one courting a woman

Sachet kitten- a skunk

Skin string- slang for a rawhide rope

Taking leather- grabbing the saddle horn when riding a bucking horse

Techy as a teased snake- one in bad humor, or one easy to anger

Wagon manners- term to describe good behavior

Wreck pan- receptacle in a cow camp for dirty dishes

 

Sunday, October 22, 2023

Enchanted Forest

The enchanted Forest:Origins of Halloween A short story By Ruthie L. Manier. Long ago, nestled within an ancient forest, a community of humble farmers known as the harvesters celebrated the bountiful autumn season. They toiled under the watchful eye of the harvest God, grateful for the gifts from the earth. Every year as the days grew shorter and the nights colder, they eagerly waited for the mystical event of the harvest celebration. Elyse was a strong-spirited, curious and adventurous young woman who had become widowed only after two years of marriage. She didn’t let that horrible day stop her though. She was a harvester through and through and wanted her crops to be the tastiest in all the land, in the name of her late husband Willard. She would make him proud if it was the last thing she did. Elyse prayed he would make an appearance on harvest night. Stories had been passed down for generations that on that enchanting night that the dead could mix with the living. One evening Elyse with her curious sprit had an overwhelming urge to take a walk into a part of the forest she had never journeyed into before. It was calling her name. Elyse. As she ventured deeper into the the vastly covered woods, she knew it was getting late and should turn back before she was bathed in darkness, but her feet seemed to have a mind of their own and kept trudging forward. As she moved down the small path, she noticed fireflies had gathered lighting her path. A while later the gentle fireflies moved ahead of her and encircled an ancient stone circle. As her heartbeat wildly she cautiously ventured toward the ancient stone. Her feet grew heavier with every step. Trembling she realized this ancient stone structure was what had beencalling to her. Elyse thought about fleeing, this place might be hollow grounds. Danger flashed through her mind. Yet, her heart told her she was supposed to be here. So, she took the final steps when out of nowhere a ghostly figure appeared on top of the stone. Scared for her life Elyse jumped backwards ready to turn and run as adrenaline pumped through her veins, but before she could the spirit woman spoke. “Elyse, I have been calling you for days. What took you so long? “The sweet familiar voice asked with haste. Startled Elyse realized this was the voice of her long-deceased grandmother. Her spine stiffened as she gazed into the spirit woman’s eyes. “Grandma Lilly?” She squeaked out of a suddenly dry mouth. “Yes, it is I. And I am pleased you have not forgotten me.” She answered with pride feeling her soul. “I could never forget you. I have missed you every day since you passed to the heavenly realm.” Elyse exclaimed with tear filled eyes. “I have missed you as well and have been watching over you every day since my demise. Child know you are never alone. I felt your heartbreak when Willard died, and it crushed me to see you in such pain. Willard watches over you as well. He asked me to tell you that he loves you and wants you to move on. He is sorry he had to leave you widowed at such a young age and will not be truly at rest until you are happy once again.” Lilly confided in her only granddaughter. Elyse sucked in a breath. She did not realize she was holding her beloved back. “Please tell him that I am moving forward as best as I can. It’s hard with the loneliness that keeps seeping back in. But now that I know I must move on for him to be happy it will be easier to deal with. Tell him I will always love him even if I should find a new husband in the future.” She said with tears of enlightenment singing in her eyes. “I will. Remember you can always talk to us. We are keeping an eye out on you and can hear you as well, my child. Your parents send their love too. Now, I don’t have much time left, so, I must tell you what I was sent forth to share.” “Okay grandmother, but before I forget, please tell my parents I love and miss them too.” “They already know; however, I shall give them your message.” “Thank you, grandmother.” “You are most welcome. In the heavenly realms, I have been bestowed a knew title as ‘Guardian of the Seasons’ and as you know the yearly harvest is almost here…there is much that needs to be done before it’s arrival.” “Yes, the crops need to be harvested.” “Yes, but there is much more.” “There is? What?” “A grand celebration to welcome your ancestors.” “What do you mean?” “It is the one night a year when the dead are able to mix with the spiritual world.” “I’ve been told that my entire life. Are you telling me the stories are really true? There not just an old fable to spook the children into helping with the harvest?” “I tell you it is the truth. On this enchanted night the veil between the spiritual realm and the living world thins, allowing the spirits to venture among the living. The harvesters with their deep connections to the earth were chosen to honor and appease these spirits. You must go forth and tell all the villagers to erect a grand celebration the likes they have never seen before. Their ancestors want to be welcomed properly with delicious food, heartwarming conversations, fun, and games.” “I didn’t realize, of course, I am proud to oblige.” “Good. I knew I could count on you. It was so nice to see you my dear, but my power is waning, and I must return home.” “It was such a surprise to see you, Grandma Lilly. I love you and now that I know you can hear me i promise to talk to you more often.” “I love you too, and we all wait for the day you will join us. Time moves quickly in heaven but for you that will be many years from now. You are young and still have a long life to enjoy. Now go with haste. The fireflies will light your way home.” Lilly said as she slowly vanished from sight. Elyse stood in her tracks, while watching the Guardian of the Seasons, her sweet grandma Lilly disappear. New hope filled her soul, as she thought about what had transpired between the two of them. Closure felt good. And the love of her life, Willard deserved to be happy. In the days to come she would be more optimistic about her future. Inspired Elyse returned to her village with newfound knowledge and a mission. She rallied her fellow harvesters to embrace the special night and celebrate the spirits’ visitation. Together they adorned their homes with flickering candle lights and carved intricate designs on gourds, creating lanterns to guide the spirits on their journey. As the night fell on the harvesters the air was filled with music and laughter. The children were adorned in whimsical costumes emulating spirits they hoped to encounter. The harvesters shared stories, food and drink, while giving thanks for the plentiful harvest they were sharing and honoring their ancestors who had passed before them. Elyse’s village became a beacon of light, love, and unity on Halloween night, a tradition that would be carried on for generations to come. The Harvesters learned that Halloween was not just a time of playful scares and sweet treats, but a profound connection to the spirit world and a celebration of life's cycles. "The Enchanted Harvest: Origins of Halloween" is a tale of discovery, community, and the enduring magic that exists within the changing seasons. It reminds us that Halloween is not simply a spooky holiday, but a cherished time to honor our past, embrace the present, and welcome the mysteries of the night. Long story short: Happy Halloween! Be safe, Give good treats, welcome the changing seasons, be grateful for the harvest and Celebrate your Dead! If you do not follow these simple rules...they might return and haunt you for the rest of you days! Boo!