Today, it gives me great pleasure to introduce a
wonderful author and friend, Gail MacMillan.
Published by… The Wild Rose Press
Her book Counterfeit Cowboy is first on my Kindle which means I’m reading
it right now.
it right now.
Started it today in my bath and the ring around the tub and the wrinkles
in my skin (no – not only from old age)
tells its own story. I got hooked and couldn’t stop.
in my skin (no – not only from old age)
tells its own story. I got hooked and couldn’t stop.
Now I can’t wait to get to bed tonight so I can get back to Shelly and
Jordan’s story.
Jordan’s story.
Not only does Gail’s writing flow beautifully,
but she’s got four troubled teens being mentored by a rich, handsome
country-western singer and a sassy lady vet who wants nothing to do with
him.
him.
Now that kind of plot will grab me every time.
I was
delighted when my friend Mimi invited me to write about my latest book,
Counterfeit Cowboy, on her blog. Mimi
has been a wonderful support and source of inspiration. I admire both her and her stories. Mimi, like
a rare gem, is one of a kind.
delighted when my friend Mimi invited me to write about my latest book,
Counterfeit Cowboy, on her blog. Mimi
has been a wonderful support and source of inspiration. I admire both her and her stories. Mimi, like
a rare gem, is one of a kind.
(awww shucks!! xoxo)
Now to
“Counterfeit Cowboy.” I started thinking
about writing the story several years ago when I was taking riding lessons (I
won’t bring my age into the story but let’s just say my children had all
graduated from university by that time).
I loved the horse farm where I was taking instruction and the people
involved with it. I saw it as a setting
for a story but a definite plot eluded me.
Then, one day while watching a country music video, I began to wonder if
any of these “cowboys” actually could ride a horse. Thoughts began to run together…small, east
coast horse farm, country music singing sensation who couldn’t ride a carousel
needing to gallop off into the sunset in an upcoming movie. Where better for him to hide his lack of
equestrian skills while learning to master a horse than a secluded New
Brunswick farm. Then make the owner of
the farm a no-nonsense veterinarian who saw country music singers as
counterfeit cowboys. Yes, yes! There were the bare bones of a plot.
“Counterfeit Cowboy.” I started thinking
about writing the story several years ago when I was taking riding lessons (I
won’t bring my age into the story but let’s just say my children had all
graduated from university by that time).
I loved the horse farm where I was taking instruction and the people
involved with it. I saw it as a setting
for a story but a definite plot eluded me.
Then, one day while watching a country music video, I began to wonder if
any of these “cowboys” actually could ride a horse. Thoughts began to run together…small, east
coast horse farm, country music singing sensation who couldn’t ride a carousel
needing to gallop off into the sunset in an upcoming movie. Where better for him to hide his lack of
equestrian skills while learning to master a horse than a secluded New
Brunswick farm. Then make the owner of
the farm a no-nonsense veterinarian who saw country music singers as
counterfeit cowboys. Yes, yes! There were the bare bones of a plot.
During the
time the plot was jelling I was in e-mail correspondence with a remarkable
woman, British Columbia rancher Joan Trask.
Joan and her husband Harold generously allowed me to name one of their
foals Fancy. With a silver mane and tail
and charcoal grey body, the filly was gorgeous.
Sadly, at two years of age, Fancy became the victim of a tragic
accident. Joan and I wept long
distance. We both knew there’d never be
another Fancy.
time the plot was jelling I was in e-mail correspondence with a remarkable
woman, British Columbia rancher Joan Trask.
Joan and her husband Harold generously allowed me to name one of their
foals Fancy. With a silver mane and tail
and charcoal grey body, the filly was gorgeous.
Sadly, at two years of age, Fancy became the victim of a tragic
accident. Joan and I wept long
distance. We both knew there’d never be
another Fancy.
The
following year I dedicated one of my books to Fancy’s memory but with
“Counterfeit Cowboy” I went a step further.
I fashioned the little mare into being one of the characters.
Thus, “Counterfeit Cowboy” is a tribute to a wonderful animal whose life
was like a rose in bloom…brief but
beautiful.
following year I dedicated one of my books to Fancy’s memory but with
“Counterfeit Cowboy” I went a step further.
I fashioned the little mare into being one of the characters.
Thus, “Counterfeit Cowboy” is a tribute to a wonderful animal whose life
was like a rose in bloom…brief but
beautiful.
Also Author of – Holding off for a Hero – Rogue’s Revenge – A Breed Apart – Lady and the Beast – Ghost of Winters Past – Caledonian Privateer
Blogsite: http://www.gailmacmillan.ca/
