Showing posts with label historical western. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historical western. Show all posts

Monday, August 07, 2017

Chillin' and Discovering treasures

A couple of weeks ago, my two best friends and I met in Sister's Oregon for conversation, browsing, and lots of laughs. These two ladies make this introvert come out of her shell.
Troublemaker, Negotiator, Along for the ride

We met at the Sister's Coffee House, visited, then strolled around town taking selfies, browsing, and some shopping.

I'm behind schedule in my writing but sometimes a person needs to step back from the things that bring on pressure and stop and laugh and visit and remember that work doesn't define your life, it's the friendships and good times that do.

We talked writing and books. One is a writer and the other an avid reader.

While browsing through a book/antique shop, I spied a book. The title caught my attention first: Triggernometry- A Gallery of Gunfighters by Eugene Cunningham. That grabbed my attention. Then I read the copyright and the first copyright on this was 1939. The person who wrote the book actually talked to people who knew or were associated with the gunfighters. So this is kind of a first person account. That is the kind of book I love to get my hands on for really learning about people and places that I write about in my historical westerns. More exact information than what a book published today contains. 

You can bet some of the interesting things I glean from this book will be used in upcoming Silver Dollar Saloon books. ;)

What I've learned so far is most of the time, the people gunned down were innocent and press or writers of Dime Novels idolized the person doing the shooting, making them heroes and famous gunmen. This is the truth I like. My guess as I read this book, I'll discover most of the gunfighters we see in movies and read about in books have all been more fabricated stories than truth.

Another treasure I purchased has nothing to do with writing and everything to do with my love of Candlewick glass and cake stands.



Monday, February 20, 2017

Cover revive, Finishing up a series, #FREE audio book

The last two months have been chaotic to say the least! I've been gone or on the road for most of January and February. I'm trying to get out my Shandra Higheagle series in audio, The Halsey Brother Series had covers revived, and I'm trying to write the last book of the Letters of Fate series.


I'm excited that you can now purchase Double Duplicity the first book of the Shandra Higheagle mystery series in Audio.  Ann Thompson is the narrator. She has a been a dream to work for. Even if I have one little thing in a chapter that I want tweaked she is willing to do it. She is a Cincinnati radio news anchor. Here are the links where you can find Double Duplicity in audio and if you leave a comment I'll pick a winner on Sunday who will win a code to download the audio book for free! 

Book one of the Shandra Higheagle Native American Mystery Series
Dreams…Visions…Murder
On the eve of the biggest art event at Huckleberry Mountain Resort, potter Shandra Higheagle finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation. She’s ruled out as a suspect, but now it’s up to her to prove the friend she witnessed fleeing the scene was just as innocent. With help from her recently deceased Nez Perce grandmother, Shandra becomes more confused than ever but just as determined to discover the truth. While Shandra is hesitant to trust her dreams, Detective Ryan Greer believes in them and believes in her.
Can the pair uncover enough clues for Ryan to make an arrest before one of them becomes the next victim?





I'm currently working on the next and last Letters of Fate book. The reason it is the last, comes from a survey I conducted with my western readers. They say they would rather have a series that is connected by the community or family than a premise. So, Henri, will be my last Letters of Fate book, and ironically, it  has been my toughest LOF book to date. I started with a real couple that I took their combustible love for one another and infused that in my characters. This was fine, but the book I started was too sweet for their love. Then I intentionally picked what I thought was an obscure mission in Idaho, only after a third of the way into the book, discovered a load of information about the mission and had to rewrite the firs third of the book. This put me behind. So please bear with me as I get this book finished. 

What is the new series going to be about? Ladies of the Silver Dollar Saloon. I am stoked to write this series. No, they aren't prostitutes though one or two who straggle into the saloon for employment may have that in their background. As it sounds the stories will be written about the men each girl finds, loves, and marries. So the community and secondary characters from the landlady at the boarding house, the gossipy bitties on the street, the store owner, dressmaker, and others will be the same in all the books. Many of the girls will be around in the book before they find their true love. Even the handsome man who owns the saloon will find his one true love. It should be fun and I hope you all will find it so. 

And in the last few months I've had the covers to the Halsey Brothers series revived. After making Marshal in Petticoats an audio book, it had to have a new cover to conform to the cover policies. That made it look different than the other four. Now those books are all updated to the new look.  


DON'T FORGET if you leave a comment you'll be in the running for a free download of the audio book, Double Duplicity!

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Plains Cavalry




Doing research for the third book in my spirit trilogy, Spirit of the Sky, I had to do research on the plains cavalry. This was the mounted army used to curtail Indian uprisings and make sure there was safe passage for the people populating the west.

After the Civil War, southern cavalry officers were demoted to privates. There was a feeling that if they were allowed to remain officers they could become in control of the military.  So many left the service rather than be demoted. After the war many of the soldiers went back to civilian life, leaving the cavalry shorthanded.

The years following the war most recruits were either illiterate or spoke a foreign language, causing problems when it came to training. Officers, who were graduates of West Point or promoted during the Civil War, and had sufficient training and experience in fighting, found themselves teaching ragtag groups how to ride horses and fire a rifle.

The plains cavalry weren't the sophisticated and well-oiled machine the movies make them out to be. A good part of the enlisted men were criminals who chose enlisting to going to jail.

Not all forts were as large and accommodating as we see in movies either. Most were small complexes of buildings for housing, cooking and eating, and a supply or trade shop along with a stable and farrier. When the soldiers weren't working on their fighting, they were the upkeep and builders of the forts.

During most of the Indian Wars period, the basic enlisted man's salary was $13 a month. Low pay, combined with boredom, and the fact many were their due to paying a debt to society for crimes they committed, there was a high desertion rate.

Food at the frontier forts wasn't of good quality. The enlisted man's menu consisted of hash, stew, hardtack, salt, vinegar and molasses. Scurvy was a common disease among the men due to the lack of fresh fruits and vegetables.

I discovered with my research the cavalry life was not glamorous and you had to have either wanted to stay away from your family really bad or had no other place to go to want to stay in the mundane life that could kill you just as easy from fraternizing with the local women as it could from a bullet or arrow. 

Sources:  
US Cavalry on the Plains 1850-90 Philip Katcher and Ron Volstad
The United States Cavalry: An Illustrated History 1776-1944 Gregory J.W. Urwin

Reprinted blog.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Dr. Bethenia Owens-Adair


photo from wikipedia

I came across Bethenia Owens-Adair when I was researching female doctors for my book Doctor in Petticoats. I needed accounts of female doctors in the 1800’s. But Bethenia stuck out in my memory because of not only being a female doctor in a time when there were few, but she was also a divorced woman and one who had overcome many hardships to fulfill her dream. 

In 1859 she married LeGrand Hill in Roseburg, Oregon at the age of fourteen.  By sixteen she’d given birth to her only child and became a divorced woman at the age of nineteen. 

A quote from her autobiography, Dr. Owens-Adair; Some of Her Life Experiences (1906) “I was, indeed, surrounded with difficulties seemingly insurmountable, __a husband for whom I had lost all love and respect, a divorce, the stigma of which would cling to me all my future life, and a sickly babe I my arms, all rose darkly before me.”

Her greatest assets were her innate optimism, stamina, and her refusal to be a victim.  Her courage to leave an abusive marriage, provided for herself and her son and gain an education to become one of the first women to practice medicine in Oregon has made her an icon of many women over the years.

Most of her life was spent in the Pacific Northwest, but she was born in Van Buren County, Missouri, the second of nine children. When she was three, her family migrated to Oregon Country. They first settled in the Clatsop Plains in 1843 and later moved to the Umpqua Valley across the river from Roseburg. 

Bethenia was small- 5 feet 4 inches. She’d always wished to be a boy and until the age of twenty-five would not be outdone by her brother in wrestling or feats of strength. “…I realized early in life that a girl was hampered and hemmed in on all sides simply by the accident of sex” She was one of the first women libbers.
When a man took liberties when she was thirteen and washing clothes she used the long broom handle she was stirring the wash with and beat him until her mother pulled her off. Her words to the man, “You little skunk, if you ever dare to come near me again, I’ll kill you”

But she was not immune to men and being wooed. She married LeGrand Hill, one of her father’s farmhands. He turned out to prefer hunting and reading to working and after the divorce when asked why she left her husband Bethenia said “ Because he whipped my baby unmercifully and struck and choked me,—and I was never born to be struck by mortal man”

When she divorced Bethenia knew she’d be protected by her parents but she was an independent woman and was determined to provide for herself and George, her son.  She reclaimed her maiden name and worked washing clothes, sewing, and taught school so she could complete her education. She moved around but ended up back in Roseburg in 1867 and started up a successful dressmaking and millinery business for six years.

This is where she became involved with the temperance and woman suffrage causes. She was a friend of Abigail Scott Duniway and became a subscription agent and regular contributor to Duniway’s woman’s rights newspaper the New Northwest located in Portland, Oregon.

After her son attended college Bethenia entered medical school. She enjoyed nursing the sick. There were only a few options for a woman to enter a medical school. She was admitted to Eclectic Medical College in Philadelphia. The institution trained sectarian practitioners as homeopaths, hydropaths, and eclectics. When she told family and friends of her enrollment they were strongly opposed. Women weren’t doctors! 

While her family, including her own son, opposed her becoming a doctor, her dear friends Jesse Applegate, an early Oregon pioneer encouraged Bethenia to study medicine.  In 1873, she arranged for George to board with Duniway and work on her newspaper, and then Bethenia headed east. A year later she returned with her medical degree and opened an office in Portland.  She specialized in care of women and children.
In the fall of 1878 she enrolled in the University of Michigan’s Medical School. Even her dear friend Jesse Applegate thought it was foolish to leave a profitable practice to return to school.

But Bethenia wanted a medical degree from a reputable institution. She received that degree in 1880 at the age of forty. She then spent that summer of clinical and hospital work in Chicago and did postgraduate work at Michigan and toured European hospitals.  She returned to Portland and her new specialty was diseases of the eyes and ears with the majority of her patients still being women and children.

She married Col. John Adair, a graduate of West Point, in 1884. She birthed a child three years later at the age of forty-seven but he child only lived three days. They adopted two boys and lived on a farm near Astoria for eleven years where Bethenia had a general practice as a country doctor.

By 1899 rheumatism drove Bethenia to a better climate, She and her husband moved to North Yakima, Washington where her son, George, was practicing medicine. Bethenia retired in 1905 and the next year her autobiography was published. Her husband died in 1915 and she followed him September 11, 1926 at the age of eighty-six.

Bethenia Owens-Adair was a testament to what a woman can attain if she has a mind to. Every time I read her story it makes me proud to know there were women before me who stuck to their guns and went against society to better themselves.


Sources:
Pacific Northwest Women 1815-1925 by Jean M. Ward & Elaine A. Maveety
Dr. Owens-Adair; Some of Her Life Experiences (1906) by Dr. Owens-Ad