We live in a world where a lot of communication is via text, tweets, and social media posts, all enhanced with emoticons. Things were different in the nineteenth century. Then, if people wanted to communicate, they did something that might seem very old-fashioned: they talked.
That's one of the reasons why I had so much fun when blog hosts asked for interviews with the characters from A Tender Hope.
Let's start with Thea, the heroine. When she's cornered by one of the biggest busybodies in Cimarron Creek, the conversation becomes interesting.
Thea's Encounter with the Busybody
Jackson doesn't get away any easier. Silver, the owner of the town's one and only saloon, wants to know much more than he's willing to share.
Jackson's Uncomfortable Moments with Silver
Aimee, the woman who joined Thea on her journey to Cimarron Creek and who has a story of her own, tells more than she intends in a conversation with Novel Pastimes.
Aimee's Interview with Novel Pastimes
And then there's Warner, the town's apothecary and a man who's known more than his share of heartbreak. He's convinced that he'll never marry, and as for being a matchmaker, well ... only one person has accused him of that.
Warner's Thoughts about Marriage and Matchmaking
I hope you enjoyed the insights into four of the most important characters in A Tender Hope. And, if you wondered what happened to Wednesday in Wyoming, those blog posts will return in June.
Monday, May 20, 2019
Thursday, April 25, 2019
The Road to Cimarron Creek
It all started when my nephew asked
a seemingly simple question: “Did Emma live in an orphanage?” At the time, all
we knew about Emma’s early life was that she’d emigrated from Sweden to the
United States in the late nineteenth century and had lived in Brooklyn with her
sister.
I’m far from an expert genealogical
researcher, but I do like solving puzzles, so I agreed to see what I could
discover. Little did I know that not only would I learn that Emma had never
spent time in an orphanage, but that the convoluted paths my searching for that
answer took would plant the seeds for the Cimarron Creek trilogy.
As the months passed and I pored
over census reports, ship manifests, old phone directories, and Swedish parish
records, I learned many things about Emma, including the fact that not
everything we’d thought we knew was true. Her sister was only a half-sister,
and while they both lived in Brooklyn, at times only a few blocks apart, they
did not live together.
And then there was her future
husband’s family. Although he’d been born in Brooklyn and was one of many
children, his parents had emigrated – one from Germany, the other from Ireland.
Talk about a melting pot!
There were so many people involved
that I started drafting a crude family tree, then graduated to family tree
software. Each person I added seemed like a small victory, and when I
discovered where many of them were employed as well as where they lived, I felt
as if I had solved a mystery.
Even though some of them had been
dead for more than a century, these people started becoming real to me. That
feeling of actually knowing them increased when I used MapQuest to plot where
everyone lived.
I was so involved in them that I even started dreaming about
them, picturing Emma walking down the streets of Brooklyn to visit her sister
and then taking a side trip to spend time with her sweetheart.
I never found the answers to those
questions, but they started my brain whirling. And that leads us to the
Cimarron Creek trilogy.
You’re probably asking what Emma’s story has to do with
it. After all, that series takes place in the Texas Hill Country, not Brooklyn.
And while one of the characters does travel there from Europe, she comes from
France, not Sweden, Germany, or Ireland.
The seeds that were planted while I
searched for Emma were ones of family connections, long-buried secrets, and the
challenges of making a home in a totally new place.
When I began to outline the trilogy,
my first step was to create a family tree.
I envisioned Cimarron Creek having two
founding families which – of course – intermarried. And, as I developed the
family tree, the secrets that both united and divided my fictional town started
to fall into place. I was on the way to having a plot.
Next came the town map, because I
needed to know where everyone lived and, since I envisioned them walking from
one place to another the way Emma and her sweetheart did, I also needed to know
what the streets were named. Readers have told me that the map helped them
picture the town. Believe me, it helped me too.
What was it like to arrive in a new place,
not knowing anyone, perhaps not being welcomed?
What if your expectations of
your new home were all wrong?
What if you feared you’d made a horrible mistake,
but you had no way of returning to your previous life?
I had one of those aha!
moments that writers love when I realized that a person didn’t have to have
crossed the ocean to have those same feelings.
Lydia, the heroine of A Stolen Heart, is a Yankee
schoolteacher who comes to Cimarron Creek in 1880. Though it’s been fifteen years
since Appomattox, the wounds caused by the Civil War have yet to heal, and
Yankees are not welcome.
Lydia’s traveled from Syracuse, New York, to the Hill
Country to be reunited with her fiancĂ©, only to discover that he’s disappeared
and – worse yet – has married someone else. What is she to do?
The final Cimarron Creek novel, A Tender Hope, brings two new women to town. Thea’s a native-born Texan who wants to start a
new life, one that’s free from the pain of the past. Aimee, who’s spent almost her
entire life in France, has the opposite goal. She comes to Cimarron Creek
seeking her past.
All of these characters face many of
the challenges that Emma did when she reached Brooklyn. They’re strangers who
need to establish new lives in a new place, a place that’s far different from
anywhere they’ve lived. Each of them has secrets that, if revealed, might put
them or others in danger. Each of them seeks love but finds that it’s more
elusive than expected.
Will they find a happily-ever-after as Emma did?
The road they travel isn’t an easy one, but their stories are ones that I found deeply satisfying to tell. And it all began with a simple question.
Wednesday, April 24, 2019
Wednesday in Wyoming - April 24, 2019
The Fort Bridger museum has more peaceful exhibits than the weapon I highlighted in last week's Wednesday in Wyoming post. This one shows a personal library as well as a nineteenth century wedding gown.
You'll note that the gown is not white, since not everyone followed the tradition Queen Victoria began for white weddings. Instead, women chose dresses they could wear again after the wedding. Practicality triumphed.
I wonder how many of the other items you have in your home. I have at least as many books as this library boasts, but that's where the similarity ends.
You'll note that the gown is not white, since not everyone followed the tradition Queen Victoria began for white weddings. Instead, women chose dresses they could wear again after the wedding. Practicality triumphed.
I wonder how many of the other items you have in your home. I have at least as many books as this library boasts, but that's where the similarity ends.
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Wednesday, April 17, 2019
Wednesday in Wyoming - April 17, 2019
This week we're heading back inside the museum at Fort Bridger for a look at one of the more unusual weapons I've encountered, the Hotchkiss Mountain Gun. This replacement for the howitzer requires two mules to carry it and its accessories and was used by the Army beginning in 1877 through World War I.
It's most famous for being used in the Battle of Wounded Knee in 1890 - a sad reminder of the high price of western expansion.
If you'd like to know more, here's a link to Wikipedia. Please note that the Hotchkiss in the picture is the 1.65 inch model, not the revolving cannon.
It's most famous for being used in the Battle of Wounded Knee in 1890 - a sad reminder of the high price of western expansion.
If you'd like to know more, here's a link to Wikipedia. Please note that the Hotchkiss in the picture is the 1.65 inch model, not the revolving cannon.
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Wednesday in Wyoming - April 10, 2019
Do you know what all these items are called? I don't, but I can tell you that they're part of the blacksmith's shop in the oldest section of Fort Bridger, Jim Bridger's trading post.
When I first heard the term "trading post," I expected a place for travelers to buy needed supplies, but as you can see from the presence of a blacksmith, travelers needed more than simply food, clothing, or ammunition. They needed to have their wagons repaired, and for that they often needed a blacksmith.
Bridger wisely gave them what they needed.
When I first heard the term "trading post," I expected a place for travelers to buy needed supplies, but as you can see from the presence of a blacksmith, travelers needed more than simply food, clothing, or ammunition. They needed to have their wagons repaired, and for that they often needed a blacksmith.
Bridger wisely gave them what they needed.
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Wednesday, April 3, 2019
Wednesday in Wyoming - April 3, 2019
Earlier this year, I shared some pictures from Fort Bridger and mentioned that the museum, although small, is fascinating. While you might expect it to depict life at Fort Bridger - and it does - it also highlights aspects of the pioneers' journey.
This exhibit shows one of the most unfortunate aspects of travel along the Oregon Trail: death. The causes were varied, but in this case, there's no question of how the pioneer died.
I was struck by the fact that someone left a warning for others and wonder if that would happen today.
This exhibit shows one of the most unfortunate aspects of travel along the Oregon Trail: death. The causes were varied, but in this case, there's no question of how the pioneer died.
I was struck by the fact that someone left a warning for others and wonder if that would happen today.
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Wednesday in Wyoming - March 27, 2019
There are two sides to a story and -- in this case -- a statue.
Entitled "Essence of Rex," this statue is located in front of the Tate Museum at Casper College. The side above is what you might expect, a depiction of the flesh-and-blood dinosaur.
The other side is different.
If you look closely, you can see that this side shows the skeleton, giving visitors a hint to what they might find inside the museum. Yes, dinosaurs and other fossils play a big role in the Tate's exhibits.
I found the museum to be a small gem and will be sharing pictures of some of its exhibits with you later this year. In the meantime, enjoy Rex and his two sides.
Entitled "Essence of Rex," this statue is located in front of the Tate Museum at Casper College. The side above is what you might expect, a depiction of the flesh-and-blood dinosaur.
The other side is different.
If you look closely, you can see that this side shows the skeleton, giving visitors a hint to what they might find inside the museum. Yes, dinosaurs and other fossils play a big role in the Tate's exhibits.
I found the museum to be a small gem and will be sharing pictures of some of its exhibits with you later this year. In the meantime, enjoy Rex and his two sides.
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