Monday, May 11, 2020

How Women Fed the Western Expansion: The Harvey Girls



Waitressing may not seem an unusual occupation for a woman these days, but in the late 1800s, a woman who served the public in an establishment most likely would have been a dance hall girl in a saloon. That changed when Fred Harvey, an Englishman, began to open up The Harvey Houses along the Santa Fe Railroad line starting in 1878. Harvey was one of the first to employ women of “good character” to serve the railroad patrons who were traveling west over several days where stopovers to eat at a respectable and well-ordered establishment were a welcome respite. With the founding of the Harvey House restaurants, hotels, and resorts, Fred Harvey and the Santa Fe Railroad also began an experiment in something new for the Wild West—tourism.

In keeping with the age, Fred Harvey initially employed men and only men to work in his restaurants. But after a midnight brawl by waiters at his Raton, New Mexico establishment, Fred Harvey took the advice of his new manager and hired women because they were less likely “to get likkered up and go on tears…Those waitresses were the first respectable women the cowboys had ever seen—that is outside their own wives and mothers. Those roughnecks learned manners.” (Quoted from Tom Gable as cited in The Harvey Girls: Women Who Opened The West, by Lesley Poling-Kempes, p.42)

These upstanding waitresses were popular with both patrons and the community to such an extent that Fred Harvey decided to replace the waiters in all his restaurants with women. A major obstacle would be convincing single women of good virtue to venture into the rough and ready frontier towns filled with saloons and the cowboys, railroad men, and prostitutes who frequented them.

Fred Harvey sought “women who were well educated (in the 1880s, this meant having completed high school or at least the eighth grade) and exhibited good manners, clear speech, and neatness in appearance. Vulgarity of any kind would not be tolerated. Upon acceptance, a young woman usually had only twenty-four hours to say her goodbyes at home before she began rigorous training. When a Harvey Girl signed her contract for twelve, nine, or six months, she agreed to learn the Harvey system, follow instructions to the letter, obey employee rules, accept whatever locations she was assigned to for work, and abstain from marriage during the duration of her initial contract.” The Harvey Girls: Women Who Opened The West, by Lesley Poling Kempes, p. 43

Harvey Girls worked hard, putting in a good day’s labor, though every account says that Fred Harvey was a fair employer who treated his staff with respect and care. In most cases, a Harvey girl was required to work two to three meal shifts a day with just thirty minutes to feed upwards of 50 passengers at a time over eight trains, but there were plenty of staff to make it happen, from cooks to butchers to busboys and from fifteen to thirty Harvey Girls per establishment. There was an opportunity for promotion up the ranks and, on rare occasions, a woman could even become a manager where she would receive equal pay to a man—something often not true today.

Well aware that in the West, particularly, a waitress was often thought to be a prostitute as well, Fred Harvey lifted up waitressing to a professional standard by mandating that these single women reside in Harvey House dormitories on-premise in “beautiful and well-kept rooms” under the guardianship of a house mother enforcing a strict curfew. Adhering to a universal Harvey Girls uniform, a Harvey Girl presented the picture of virtue with no make-up allowed and starched black and white skirts and bibs and aprons with hems no more than eight inches from the floor. Enforcing high standards assured the public that these were women of good moral character to be treated with the respect due to a lady.

Thousands of women applied during the Harvey House period spanning 1883 until the 1950s. Here was an opportunity for independence previously unavailable to women, with the exception of becoming a teacher.

Harvey Girls were paid an average of “$17.50/month” with free room and board and railroad passes. Compare this to the cowboy at the time who generally earned about $30/month with keep.  Still, for a woman, these were considered good wages in a protected environment with the added bonus of adventure and, possibly, a marriage proposal. Minnie O’Neal became a Harvey Girl around 1885 in Raton, New Mexico, and ended up married to the ranch foreman of Senator Stephen Dorsey’s ranch. Her experience was not uncommon. “It is estimated that more than 100,000 girls worked for Harvey House restaurants and hotels and of those, 20,000 married their regular customers.”- http://www.florenceks.com/text/local/local_hh-girls.htm

Fred Harvey worked with farming schedules, allowing time off during summer months to those who were needed on the farm and replacing them temporarily with teachers who needed work during summer months. Particularly in later years and through the depression, The Harvey Houses were known to help employees, including women, obtain a college education in the communities that had colleges or universities, by providing accommodating schedules for those who wished to attend classes.

The Harvey Girls were immortalized in Sam Adams’ book of the same name and romanticized in the MGM movie starring Judy Garland where there was much singing and dancing but not as much hard work depicted as reality would suggest. The romance, however, appears to have been true. For those of you who have never seen the movie or would like a quick jog down memory lane, here is the movie trailer: https://youtu.be/xIEzMBEOkAc

The story of the Harvey Girls is one more example of women making their way out west for a new life in a role unthinkable at the time in eastern environs. As Will Rogers, an enthusiastic and loyal Harvey House customer, said: “In the early days, the traveler fed on the buffalo. For doing so, the buffalo got his picture on the nickel. Well, Fred Harvey should have his picture on the one side of a dime, and one of his waitresses with her arms full of delicious ham and eggs on the other side, ‘cause they have kept the West supplied with food and wives.”  (Quoted in The Harvey Girls: Women Who Opened the West by Lesley Poling Kempes, p. 102)

Besides Lesley Poling Kempes book referenced above, another good book about the Fred Harvey Company is Appetite for America by Stephen Fried.

My novella, WHEN LOVES COMES CALLING, is about the amorous adventure of a young woman who has become a Harvey Girl in 1884 Colorado just as the Fred Harvey Company was beginning to employ women as waitresses.

1884 Colorado
 Working as a waitress at a Harvey House Restaurant out west has been a lifesaver for homeless Callie Rhinehart, literally. The position has provided a roof over her head, the security of decent pay, and a career with a reputable company after the death of her parents and sister. When handsome widow Frank Sutton sits at her counter with a sweet little boy in need of a mother, Callie’s carefully laid plans are threatened. But despite her growing feelings for the rancher, should she give up the security and independence afforded by the Harvey Company and risk a marriage of mere convenience to a temptingly handsome stranger?
It’s true that Frank originally pursued Callie because he needed a mother for his child, but he’s fallen in love with her independent spirit. Competing with another man for her affections is one thing, competing with the Harvey Company is proving to be quite another.




You can read an excerpt here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088KPTM6W

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

The Real Story of Woody and Willy (Tangled Up With A Cowboy)


I wanted to share with you the real-life story of the two little cats pictured above who are also featured in TANGLED UP WITH A COWBOY where Livvy finds two kittens abandoned on the side of the road. The tale of how one kitten saved the life of his brother is based on the true adventure of two kittens we adopted many years ago.

Years ago a coworker was driving home from work on a lonely country lane when she spotted something in the middle of the road. She stopped the car when she realized that the “something” was a little black and white ball of fur just sitting there as if daring someone to stop. She didn’t want to risk the kitten getting hit so she got out of the car to see what was going on. With that, the little ball of fluff scampered into the drainage ditch on the side of the road and scurried up into a bunch of bushes.

What could Marlene do but follow. Obviously, given the remoteness of the area, this little kitten had been abandoned and autumn was already in the air. She gingerly stepped into the ditch, hoping her high heels would manage, and then climbed up the small embankment. Brushing away the bushes, she found the little kitten sitting beside a sibling with similar markings crouched amongst branches and leaves. It was clear from the blood matting the fur of the sibling (who we would name Woody) that he was hurt and the cat in the middle of the road (who we would name Willy) had purposely led her there so she could find his injured sibling. Marlene did what anyone with a big heart would have done; she first scooped up the uninjured cat who, without protest, allowed her to place him in her car. Then, after getting an old jacket from the trunk, she went back for the injured cat, quite certain that he wasn’t in any condition to flee.

Indeed he was waiting for her, meowing by this time, likely for his brother. Wrapping him in the old jacket, she got him back to the car where Willy was meowing in response. Upon the two cats seeing each other, the meowing stopped and Marlene put them together in the back seat. Both, she said, behaved well on the drive to the veterinarian she used for her own dog and several cats. The veterinarian’s verdict was that the injured cat was likely attacked by a wild animal and needed stitches but the healthy cat just needed shots and could go home with her. And so that was the situation when Marlene asked me if I wanted to adopt these kittens.

I hesitated because we had just lost our cat, Puddin’. Marlene explained that she really couldn’t keep them. She already had four pets and her husband did not want any more. Would I just take a peek at their picture, Marlene asked?

You can guess the rest.  I took one look at their picture and Woody and Willy had a home. It wasn’t hard to convince my husband either after I showed him their photo. 

And that is how Woody and Willy came into our lives. Willy was always the hero, but we both had a soft spot for Woody who thrived, despite rather deep wounds in his early life. But if his brother hadn’t flagged down a passing car, we shudder to think what would have happened to either of them abandoned on that isolated strip of road.

Willy was the stronger, heftier sibling and just like in TANGLED UP WITH A COWBOY, we had to keep him from eating Woody’s food. Willy was also the bolder one and loved trailing after guests like a dog, sitting on anyone’s lap who would let him. Woody, on the other hand, was shy and more reserved. He’d let his brother have his way if we didn’t intervene. It usually took him a while before he would come out when company came calling.  Not surprising after what he had been through in the early part of his life.

Woody and Willy passed on several years ago. But they brought us much joy in the time we had with them and we will never forget how Willy saved his brother so they could live happily ever after with us.


I hope you enjoy TANGLED UP WITH A COWBOY and the story of Woody and Willy that it contains. For those who have pets, how did you find your fur baby, or rather how did your fur baby find you?



Friday, June 21, 2019

Cover Reveal TANGLED UP WITH A COWBOY Book 5 Hearts of Wyoming series

I just love this cover for Book 5 in the Hearts of Wyoming series and hope you do too!
TANGLED UP WITH A COWBOY is Lonnie Kasin's (from LOVING A COWBOY) and Livvy Dennis' (from THE LONER'S HEART) story. Here's the tentative blurb:

Having bottled up his feelings a long time ago, the only pain bull rider Lonnie Kasin feels these days is the pain inflicted by a bull. But when he meets pretty and impulsive yoga instructor Livvy Dennis, she awakens a yearning that just won’t go away no matter how hard he tries. Still doesn’t change the fact that hearth and home isn’t in the cards for someone like him.

Livvy Dennis fell for the dare-devil cowboy at first sight. Too bad he’s made it clear he’s not interested in her. Despite a bruised heart, this yoga instructor is determined to help him survive bull riding any way she can… whether he wants her to or not.

When stubborn meets determined, can love still win?

 Each story in the Hearts of Wyoming series stands on its own but every book features rugged cowboys and the strong women who tame them.

Check back for the publication date or sign up for my newsletter to get all the latest! Happy trails!



Sunday, September 9, 2018

The Scottish, Irish, and British Connection with Wyoming

Sitting in a booth in The Albany restaurant, bar, and liquor-mart in Cheyenne, Wyoming, my husband and I never suspected we would have the best bread pudding ever in just a few minutes. My husband is somewhat of a connoisseur of bread pudding. No matter where we are in the world, if bread pudding is on the menu, he must sample it. Last month in Cheyenne was no exception.


How good was it? Mouthwatering. Perfectly balanced sweetness, perfect moistness, just divine.

Who would expect such wonderful bread pudding in a town known for being part of the Wild West? Who would expect to find high tea being served at the Nagle Warren Mansion either? The answer to those two questions is anyone who has studied Wyoming history.

Wyoming was a magnet for Scots, Irish, and British immigrants, some of them second sons of aristocrats who came to Wyoming to make their name as Cattle Barons. Here are just a few famous Wyoming citizens with roots across the pond.

William Drummond Stewart came to Wyoming in 1833, the second son of Sir George Stewart and Catherine Drummond. When his father passed away, he inherited £3000 but control over the inheritance was given to his older brother. Stewart decided to cross the Atlantic and make his way as an American fur trader along the Green River in Wyoming. During his time in America, he met William Clark of Lewis and Clark, traveled with the son of future President William Henry Harrison, as well as Eliza Spaulding, the first Euro-American woman to cross South Pass Wyoming. He eventually returned to Scotland upon the death of his elder brother in order to inherit the title and live out his days in Scotland.

Ella “Cattle Kate” Watson, daughter of a Scotsman who immigrated to America, was a woman homesteader who got caught in the crosshairs of a powerful cattle baron, Albert Bothwell who claimed, erroneously, that she was homesteading on his land (it was public domain land) and had rustled his cattle. He came with several men to her ranch, abducted her, and took her and her partner, James Averell to a large tree near the banks of the Sweetwater River and hung them. Witnesses to the crime either disappeared or were found dead and so the lynching party escaped any consequence.

This event, however, precipitated the Johnson County wars. John Clay Jr. of Perthshire,  managed ranches for Scottish investors of the Swan Land and Cattle Company. He became President of the Wyoming Stock Growers Association which held meetings at the exclusive Cheyenne Club where decorum was insisted upon and tea was served. As President, John Clay Jr. defended the actions of the hired guns who invaded Wyoming’s Johnson County and killed the falsely accused Nate Champion for cattle rustling and laid siege to another ranch. The shootout, which involved law enforcement and the militia, took place over 3 days until the invaders could be arrested. Clay denied any knowledge.

Military service and construction of railroads brought the Irish to Wyoming including one very prominent Irishman, Fightin’ Philip Sheridan, son of Irish immigrants from  KillinkereCounty Cavan, Ireland. Sheridan, a military man throughout the Civil War and into the Indian Wars received a commission to the guard the natural resources of the Yellowstone area, an assignment Sheridan relished and took very seriously. Not only is Sheridan, the town, and Sheridan, the county, named after him but so is Mount Sheridan which was named in 1871 when he was still actively guarding the area.

Sir Horace Plunkett came from an aristocratic background. He was the third son of Admiral Edward Plunkett, the 16th Baron of Dunsany, of Dunsany Castle, and the Honorable Anne Constance Dutton (d. 1858) (daughter of John Dutton, 2nd Baron of Sherborne). He attended Eton 
College and University College, Oxford, of which he became an honorary fellow in 1909. Threatened by lung trouble in 1879, Horace Plunkett thought ranching in the healthy air of the West could help. He ranched for ten years (1879–89) in the Bighorn Mountains of Wyoming, which proved to be quite lucrative as he amassed a substantial fortune. He also learned a lot about agriculture during his stint as a rancher and, once he returned to Ireland, he used his new knowledge to improve agriculture techniques in Ireland.
Richard "Dick" and Moreton Frewen were sons of a wealthy Sussex, England, squire. Unfortunately, Moreton recklessly spent the money he was given by his father and decided to try his luck in America. He convinced his brother to accompany him out West. A chance meeting with General Sheridan sent the Frewen brothers to Powder River country. There the brothers acquired cattle and built a sumptuous home dubbed the Frewen Castle. Bad investments and rough winters soon sent the brothers back to England, poorer for the adventure.
And then there were Scottish born ranchers Malcolm and William Moncrieff, sons of Lord Thomas Moncrieff, and their English cousin Oliver Wallop who are credited with bringing polo to Wyoming.  
The influence of the United Kingdom and Ireland had found its way into the culture of the West and left behind some of the best bread pudding ever.
Where have you had great bread pudding? Hubby would love to know, lol.


Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Exploring Wyoming for HEARTS OF WYOMING

Took some time last week to enjoy Southern Wyoming where much of the Hearts of Wyoming series takes place. Traipsed around Cheyenne which still retains much of the flavor from the turn of the last century. Checked out the Cheyenne Frontier Days fairgrounds where Chance became a million dollar cowboy in Loving a Cowboy. Then took a drive to Laramie and enjoyed the sights of ranches and cattle as depicted in The Rancher’s Heart and Loner’s Heart with rolling hills and formidable mountains in the background. Saw a rodeo in Laramie, the kind that the Prescott Rodeo Company would have put on in The Maverick Meets His Match and Lonnie Kasin would have participated in ala my new work in progress. Then headed to Denver where Haylee from The Rancher’s Heart lived before she found Trace and saw the place where the Western Stock Show takes place which will figure into the new Hearts of Wyoming story, yet to be titled.  Here are some pictures of my trip you might enjoy. I have a ton from the Laramie rodeo and will be posting one every Tuesday for True Cowboy Tuesday on the LOVE WESTERN ROMANCE page. Enjoy!



Monday, December 11, 2017

Decorating the Christmas Tree

We lived for thirteen years in a Victorian-era home and for that time our tree was decorated in a Victorian theme. When we moved in the year 2000, it was difficult for me to leave that house because it always represented hearth and home to me. So, even though we had moved to a newer home and then to a brand new home, we continue to decorate our Christmas tree in a Victorian theme. It may not "fit" with the contemporary decor of our current house, but to our family, it fits perfectly in our hearts.  Here are some pictures of our former home and tree and our tree today. Have you put up your tree yet? What are some of your favorite ornaments that say Christmas to you?




And here is our tree today:

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!

Monday, June 12, 2017

FUN FACTS ABOUT WYOMING! THE HEARTS OF WYOMING SERIES



Why did I choose Wyoming for the setting of my Hearts of Wyoming series? There are lots of things about Wyoming that make it a perfect setting for a western romance...the cowboys being just one such reason, lol.

Here are some fun facts about Wyoming:

1. Wyoming is the Equality state because it was the first state to give women the right to vote, which it did in 1869
2. Nellie Tayloe Ross was the first woman to be elected governor of a U.S. state and that state was Wyoming!
3. Louisa Ann Swain was the first woman in the U.S. to vote and she cast her ballot in Laramie, Wyoming in 1870
4. Wyoming is home to the pronghorn, the fastest mammal in the Western Hemisphere


5. The first Dude Ranch in Wyoming (and possibly anywhere) was the Eaton Ranch, near Wolf (1879). The Eaton's also came up with the term "dude". The Eaton Ranch is still a dude ranch and still run by members of the Eaton family. http://eatonsranch.com/the-ranch/history/ 
6. In 2014, Wyoming was estimated to have 11,700 farms and ranches with an average acreage of 2,598!
7. Wyoming has the lowest population of all the 50 states
8. The name Wyoming originated from a Native American word, mecheweamiing, meaning land of big plains.
9. The horse on the license plate is named Old Steamboat after a bronc that could not be ridden back in the day.
10. Yellowstone is the first official National Park (1872).

So you see, this state is the perfect setting for romance western-style!  The Heart of Wyoming Series currently has three books available on Amazon:


The next and fourth book in the series, The Loner's Heart (Trace's story), is due out in 2017!


Monday, March 20, 2017

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SALE! Kindle Scout goes on Sale!!!

As many of you know, my second book in the Hearts of Wyoming series was submitted to Amazon’s Kindle Scout program where readers vote on books to be published by Kindle Press. The Maverick Meets His Match was selected in December 2015 and published in January 2016. (The Rancher’s Heart,the 3rd book in the Hearts of Wyoming series didn’t go through the scout program but was also published by Kindle Press.)

In celebration of the second anniversary of the Kindle Scout program (reader powered publishing), Kindle Press is putting all Kindle Scout books ON SALE for 99 CENTS for the next few days, including my Kindle Scout book, THE MAVERICK MEETS HIS MATCH.

You will find some terrific books in just about every genre for just 99 cents here:

Friday, March 17, 2017

WHEN LOVE COMES CALLING

My short story, When Love Comes Calling, is in the western historical romance anthology Journey of the Heart. I have been wanting to write Callie's story for some time and this anthology seemed the perfect place for it.

Becoming a Harvey Girl has been a lifesaver for homeless Callie Rhinehart. Working in the Harvey House Restaurants has provided a roof over her head, the security of decent pay, and a path for a respectable career. When handsome widow Frank Sutton sits at her counter with a little boy in need of a mother, Callie’s carefully laid plans are threatened. But despite her growing feelings for the rancher, can she risk giving up her career for a marriage of mere convenience and leave her future in the hands of any man? It’s the 1880’s after all.


It’s true that Frank originally pursued Callie because he needed a mother for his child, but he’s fallen in love with her independent spirit. Competing with another man for her affections is one thing, competing with the Harvey Company is proving to be quite another.

I have always been fascinated with the Harvey Girls--young women who would never have an opportunity otherwise to leave home for a respectable position out West. Just like teachers and mail-order brides, these women took their fate in their own hands, ventured West and often found love in the waiting arms of a cowboy, rancher, or railroad man.

There are some excellent books on the Harvey Girl experience including The Harvey Girls by Lesley Poling-Kempes and Appetite for America by Stephen Fried. The Harvey Girls were often the civilizing force in the towns where they work. Will Rogers exclaimed that Fred Harvey..."kept the West supplied with food and wives" (Poling-Kempes p. 102) Callie Rhinehart will be no exception!

For sale on Amazon


Tuesday, March 7, 2017

ON SALE! THE RANCHER'S HEART

The Rancher's Heart is being featured in Amazon's 100 kindle books for $1 each event for a limited time. So if you want to pick up a copy of this newly released Book 3 in The Rancher's Heart series, now is the time. And it just hit #3 in Western Romance.



Families feuding, cattle missing, and two people falling in love. What could go wrong?
https://www.amazon.com/Ranchers-Heart-Hearts-Wyoming-ebook/dp/B01MYTS6SB


And love this latest review:
on March 5, 2017
Mistakes in life can get heavy, but the main characters in this story had the strength to ride past and be strong !! At the end of the book I felt good, and I like a feel good story !!

Sunday, January 1, 2017

THE ROSE PARADE--MY NEW YEAR'S DAY TRADITION, BUT NOT THIS YEAR!

My tradition for New Year's Day is to snuggle up with a hot cup of tea in front of the TV and watch the Rose Parade. It is how I ease into the New Year given the parade is filled with beautiful flowers, whimsical floats, and lots of horses.

So I was bummed to find out that the parade has been moved to January 2, 2017 this year, until I found out why. I thought the parade had been held in Pasadena every New Year's Day since 1890. But, I was wrong. It is held every New Year's Day EXCEPT when January 1 falls on a Sunday. Then it is held on Monday, January 2. According to Wikepedia, this exception was instituted in 1893 since organizers did not wish to disturb horses hitched outside Sunday church services. Being a sucker for tradition, I now think it is kind of cool that we still honor this exception even though, I bet, no one in Pasadena is driving a horse and carriage to church these days. But I am sure there are people happy to be able to walk or drive to church on Sunday without having to battle clogged roads and people sleeping on the sidewalks, lol.

Considering that the Tournament of Roses Parade was started by the Valley Hunt Club, the club was likely more sensitive to the effect on horses. It probably also explains why there are so many equestrian groups still parading down the streets of Pasadena.

And the Rose Parade, created to celebrate Pasadena's mild weather, blooming flowers, and ripening oranges during the winter season, did not originally include football in its festivities. But it did include other types of tournaments (hence the name evolving into the Tournament of Roses Parade) such as foot races, polo matches, ostrich races, bronco busting, and once a race between a camel and an elephant. (The elephant won!) There were even chariot races as depicted in this photo from either 1908 or 1911.



The first time a football game became part of the festivities was in 1902 although the next game was not played until New Year's Day 1916 and then annually on New Year's Day ever since (except when it was a BCS title game).

In the 1890's flowers decorated horse drawn carriages until later years when designated floats were built. The Valley Hunt Club still enters a flower-decorated carriage. As you may know, "it is a rule of the parade that all surfaces of the float framework must be covered in natural materials (such as flowers, plants, seaweeds, seeds, bark, vegetables, or nuts)" per Wikipedia and the parade has its own Style guide. There are 24 different awards given out for floats, from the Judges' Special Trophy for most spectacular in showmanship and dramatic impact (Los Angeles Lakers' Every Second is an Adventure won in 2016), to the Fantasy Trophy for most outstanding display of fantasy and imagination (Trader's Joe Fearless Flyer won in 2016)

The Tournament of Roses Parade also attracts the top marching bands from all over the word, many coming from the nation's high schools.

Spectators at the parade number over 700,000. You can purchase reserved grandstand seating or you can opt for curbside viewing on a first-come, first-serve basis. Pasadena allows occupancy of curbside space along the route beginning at noon on the day before the parade.

Me, I'll be watching the 128th Rose Parade on TV tomorrow January 2, 2017 (11 a.m. EST), and tweeting about my favorites among the 40 float entries! Are you going to watch?
Happy New Year! Happy Rose Parade!

Follow me on Twitter and we'll tweet together: https://twitter.com/AnneCarrole 


Photos courtesy of Wikepedia/Public Domain

ON SALE, FREE, AND A NEW RELEASE--HEARTS OF WYOMING SERIES IS ON FIRE!





Lots is happening in the Hearts of Wyoming Series:

Book 1: LOVING A COWBOY--FREE READ for members of AMAZON PRIME.
Broken hearts, splintered bones, and fences that need mending. Do you believe in second chances? Now, for a limited time, you can read Libby and Chance's story for free if you are a prime member. http://amzn.to/1PsYkvx

Book 2: THE MAVERICK MEETS HIS MATCH--99 Cents for a limited time only!
Fighting their attraction, fighting each other…only one person thought they were the perfect match.
http://amzn.to/1OZ2gDO

Book 3: THE RANCHER'S HEART--Newest Release in the Hearts of Wyoming series. Families feuding, cattle missing, and two people falling in love. What could go wrong?
 https://www.amazon.com/Ranchers-Heart-Hearts-Wyoming-ebook/dp/B01MYTS6SB
Here's what reviewers are saying about the Hearts of Wyoming series:
Just love this series and they just keep getting better. Just loved Cody and Cat and loved their story would recommend this series to everyone a super read-Amazon Reviewer

HAPPY NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!



New Year's Resolutions aren't fun for me because I always seem to be looking at what I am not doing rather than celebrating what I have accomplished. But the quest for continuous improvement seems part of our human DNA so here goes:

1. I'm going to continue to improve my eating habits. Diets seem a trite subject this time of year, I know. But the truth is, I've been changing my eating patterns since July and have had huge dividends--not by counting calories as I haven't a clue how many calories I eat--but by changing what I eat. I've reduced carbs, eliminated sugar, and focused on proteins, vegetables, and fruit (yes as long as it is natural sugar). And I am committed to staying on this path--despite all the temptations! Hope I can do it!

2. I'm going to work on my writing process so I can write more efficiently. I'm a panster so, consequently, I spend a lot of time doing revisions once the first draft of the manuscript is done.  I'm trying Mary Buckham's Break Into Fiction process to see if I can't reduce that revision time.

3. Devote more time to charitable endeavors. I want to do more to "raise all boats".

That's it--I'm keeping it to three even though I could add a lot more--goodness knows there is a lot that needs improving, lol. But these are three things that, if I focus on them, I believe I might actually accomplish.

What's on your Resolution List for 2017?

Saturday, December 31, 2016

THE RANCHER'S HEART IS HERE!

Book three in the Hearts of Wyoming series, THE RANCHER'S HEART, was published December 27, 2016 on Amazon so it is ready to read.

Families feuding, cattle missing...and two people falling in love. What could go wrong?
https://www.amazon.com/Ranchers-Heart-Hearts-Wyoming-ebook/dp/B01MYTS6SB


A feud reminiscent of the Hatfields and McCoys, a love story worthy of Romeo and Juliet


Despite growing up on the Pleasant Valley Ranch, single mom Cat McKenna doesn’t know a thing about cattle. But even with her preference for high heels instead of cowboy boots, she’s determined to save the family ranch she inherited for her son. She just needs to hire the right foreman. Neighboring rancher and town heartbreaker, Cody Taylor, might be perfect for the job, even though their families have been feuding over land and water for generations.

Living in the shadow of the wealthier McKenna ranch has not been easy for the Taylors. But buried under a mountain of debt after his late father’s illness, the only way out for Cody may be to accept Cat McKenna’s job offer.

Can Cody keep his pride and ranch intact while helping the one family in all of Wyoming that’s the sworn enemy of the Taylors...and the one woman in Wyoming who is capable of stealing not only his land, but his rancher’s heart?

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Review THE RANCHER'S HEART via Net Galley


If you are interested in reviewing THE RANCHER'S HEART, it is available now until December 26 to download for review via Net Galley. You need to be a Net Galley reviewer or sign up to be one in order to access the review copy.  

Hope you enjoy it! Hugs!!! Anne

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

EXCERPT AND PRE-ORDER INFO: THE RANCHER'S HEART


THE RANCHER'S HEART, Book 3 in the Hearts of Wyoming series, is ready for pre-order at Amazon. Here is the link:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYTS6SB

And here is an excerpt which I hope you enjoy!

The judge, clothed in his ceremonial black robes, banged his gavel.
She had won. Except Cat McKenna didn’t feel like a winner.
Kyle Langley, the lawyer she’d inherited along with the ranch that had been in her family for generations, leaned over from the chair next to her. “Smile,” he said, his voice low. “It’s good news.”
The judge rose, and her lawyer nudged her with his elbow and stood.
So did the two people across the aisle.
Cat scrambled to her feet just as the judge turned to exit. Unfortunately, the purse she’d slung over her chair slid loose and tumbled to the ground with a thud.
Her phone skidded along the wood floor, and her wallet, lipstick, pen, and eyeliner pencil spun under her chair. A crumpled Kleenex, recently used to wipe her son’s perennially runny nose, and a partially wrapped stick of gum stayed where they landed. But to her mortification, the tampon she’d stuffed in her purse, just in case, had darted out and rolled right to the bottom of the judge’s bench. The judge, probably eager to leave, hadn’t broken stride as he exited the courtroom.
“I wasn’t worried,” Kyle said as he stuffed papers into his brown leather briefcase, ignoring the chaos on the floor. He was in his forties, married, no children, all business, just the type of lawyer her late father would choose. “We had over a century and a half of law on our side.”
She sat back down and bent under the table to retrieve her stuff and heard the click of Kyle’s briefcase.
Jamming her belongings back into her leather bag, she was glad for the distraction. She certainly didn’t want to look toward the other side of the room at the tall, broad-shouldered man or the pretty female lawyer who represented him.
She had known Cody Taylor all her life and yet had barely spoken two dozen words to him before or after the incident the summer following high school graduation. Today wasn’t likely to change that. There was no love lost between the Taylors and the McKennas—and that was an understatement.
Bending further under the table, she struggled to reach her phone. She’d get the tampon once the courtroom was vacant. Not that she was hiding under the table or anything.
The ding of boots on the wooden floor grew louder, while the tap of high heels grew fainter. As those polished, if worn, leather boots came into sight, she pulled her head out from under the table only to stare, crotch level, at a pair of tailored black pants. Warmth slithered up her neck.
She forced herself to look up, past the large silver buckle decorating a trim waist, past the dark suit jacket covering a white shirt and what she remembered as a load of hard-earned muscle, past the shiny burgundy tie, straight to the set of sterling-blue eyes drilling into her from under a black cowboy hat. Those eyes had caused many a friend’s heart to break, back in the day.
“How does it feel to steal somebody’s land?” He asked the question in the deep-throated growl of a provoked guard dog.
The warmth turned to heat, smothering her face, searing her throat, and clogging her windpipe. It didn’t feel good at all.
“Now Mr. Taylor, that’s not fair.” Kyle jumped to her defense.
“No. I want to know, Miss McKenna. What does it feel like to take land you know is not yours, was never meant to be yours?”
At the challenge, Cat rose on legs that weren’t as steady as she’d hoped. She was five seven, but Cody, a full head taller with shoulders at least a foot wider than hers, made her feel small.
Despite the anger storming across his face, he was a testament to God’s handiwork. A face sculpted by angels, no doubt to take a woman’s breath away. High cheekbones, firm jawline, straight nose a little on the large size but symmetrically placed, mahogany-brown hair, and those arresting blue eyes. He was tall, dark, and ruthlessly handsome, with hatred emanating from every pore of his body. Directed at her.
Kyle had assured her that she had a legal claim to the land in question, and the judge had agreed. She had done this for her son, for the future of the McKennas.
She dug deep for a dose of courage. “The law is the law, Mr. Taylor,” she managed to answer in an even voice, reciting the words Kyle always said in answer to her questions.
“If you have a problem with it, I suggest you take it up with the legislature,” Kyle added.
Cody’s eyes squinted as if he was looking through a rifle sight aimed straight at her. “The act allowing my forefathers to claim that land was also the law.”
“I guess those who passed that bill assumed landowners would be aware of the boundaries of their spread and guard it,” Kyle replied. It was the same logic he’d used to persuade her to file the claim.
“We wouldn’t need so many laws if people just did the right thing in this world,” Cody said, reaching down to the floor.
A second later he placed her phone on the table. His expression, equal parts disapproval and disgust, caused a dump truck of remorse to fill her, making it hard to breathe. Turning, Cody Taylor walked away, back erect, head high. As sanctimonious as a newly ordained preacher.
Cat pulled in air to reinflate her lungs. “He’s right, you know,” she whispered, giving a soft voice to her apprehension. “The land was never meant to be ours.”
“Your family ranched it for more than a hundred years. In this state, for an adverse possession claim, you only need to prove ten. They should have enforced their borders, and none of this would be an issue. In this day and age, you have to know what’s yours and defend it. The Taylors didn’t, and they lost,” Kyle lectured.
“By the way”—Cody’s deep voice boomed from the back of the courtroom—“when the hell are you going to move your cattle? It’s past birthing time, for God’s sake.” The bang of doors slamming shut echoed in the chamber.
“Am I supposed to be moving the herds? Will didn’t say anything.” She felt the erratic pulse of panic rise up. One more thing she should have known to do. But why hadn’t Will Springer, her range foreman, said anything?
“Taylor’s trying to rattle you,” Kyle opined. “Still, I hope you’re considering my recommendation to put Pleasant Valley up for sale. You’re not a rancher, Cat.”
Cat slung her designer bag over her shoulder. How true. She knew as much about ranching as their barn cat, and here she was trying to run hundreds of head of cattle on tens of thousands of prime acres. “I’m thinking about it.” But it would be betraying everything her father had worked for. Everything her ancestors had worked for.
Cody Taylor’s family went just as far back as her family, hence the court proceeding. It couldn’t be right, taking land, just by using it, that wasn’t deeded to you, but apparently it was legal.
Putting his hand on her back, Kyle guided her down the center aisle framed by empty wood benches.
“You think your father would have had any qualms about filing an adverse possession claim if he’d had the survey done and discovered it after his father had died?” He opened one of the large double doors and held it for her.
“Of course not. Only I’m not my father.” Thank goodness. But her father would have known whether to move cattle or not.
They headed down the corridor, and the clicking sound of her heels against the old hexagon-shaped tile echoed off the marble walls. Cat trailed slightly behind the fast-walking Kyle as she tried to collect her thoughts.
The ranch was hers now. She was responsible for making the decisions that would ensure its success or cause its failure. Assuring she had water rights was critical. Because keeping the ranch intact for her son was the one way she could prove she wasn’t completely useless. Selling it would be admitting she’d failed—failed her son, failed her father.
“You’d better learn how to be like him when it matters if you are going to run Pleasant Valley. Because on issues of land or cattle, it will matter.”
Cat didn’t miss the doubt in Kyle’s voice. Something about her lawyer always had Cat on the defensive. Maybe it was his condescending tone. Or the feeling that she had to ask the right questions, or he wouldn’t tell her all she needed to know.
I still don’t see why we couldn’t have offered the Taylors a compromise, like giving them back their land but maintaining our right to the water. Lord knows that family is hurting enough.” It had felt like she’d kicked a wounded animal.
Kyle stopped so short, Cat almost stumbled into him.
“You didn’t spend all of this money asserting your claim to that land in order to give it back.” With his eyes narrowed and his mouth pinched, Kyle looked a little like a lizard. “If you own the land up to that creek, there will never be a question as to water rights. And that will be important whether you stay or sell.”
“And likely why one of my forefathers co-opted it before the Taylors knew they owned it.” There had been a dark history back in Wyoming’s early days. One of rich ranchers lynching poorer ranchers, of land grabs and hired guns, and the McKennas had been in the thick of it.
“As best I can piece together, the Taylor that filed the original land claim died, and his widow and children inherited it. If your ancestor began running cattle on it and the widow didn’t know any better, that’s just tough luck.”
What Kyle didn’t say was that the Taylors’ ancestor had been murdered and the murderer had never been caught. The Taylor version of history had always laid blame for that murder at the McKennas’ door.
“And the Taylors kept using their side of the creek, and we used our side, only it wasn’t ours.”
“Your family’s fortunes would have been vastly diminished if they didn’t have clear access to that creek.”
“Survival of the fittest, right?”
“Now you’re sounding more like your daddy.” Kyle smiled his approval, but it only made Cat’s stomach feel hollow, like the victory they’d just claimed.
“Still, it doesn’t seem right.” And those arresting blue eyes and deep voice had accused her of as much.

And then Cat remembered. She’d forgotten to retrieve the tampon.

Release date is December 27 but you can pre-order it today!
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYTS6SB