Showing posts with label Chuck Tyrell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chuck Tyrell. Show all posts

Friday, September 16, 2016

Wolf Creek #17: Comanchero Trail

Troy D. Smith

The newest Wolf Creek book is here -and it is intense.

Abby Potter and several of her soiled doves are traveling by wagon to the Breedlove ranch -to help the hands enjoy a barn dance -but they never make it. Kiowa war chief Stone Knife is back in Kansas, and he takes the girls captive, also killing several settlers along the way. Stone Knife takes the women southwest to the Llano Estacado to trade them to Comancheros.

A small rescue party from Wolf Creek goes after them: Ben Tolliver, Charley Blackhorse, Derrick McCain, Rev. Obadiah Stone, Jimmy Spotted Owl... and young cowboy Billy Below, whose true love Brandy is among the captives. Along the way they meet new allies: a Texas Ranger troop that includes Rangers Jake Blackwell and Jim Blawcyzk (from western series by Troy D. Smith and James J. Griffin). They also meet an enigmatic farmer, Tom Sallee, who is looking for the Comancheros for reasons of his own.

As I said at the outset, this volume is intense. In order to be true to the historical period and to demonstrate the stakes faced by women taken captive at that time, there are a couple of scenes that might be disturbing to some readers. The authors taking part, however, believe we have produced a powerful story.

Those writers are Jacquie Rogers, James J. Griffin, Chuck Tyrell, myself (Troy D. Smith), and John Neely Davis, in his first Wolf Creek appearance. If you are unfamiliar with our series, it is a Western Fictioneers production in which at this point almost thirty WF members have created their own unique characters who interact in collaborative novels. They appear under the house name "Ford Fargo." We have as much fun writing them as you do reading them.

Another Wolf Creek volume is coming along soon -in November -a short story anthology titled Hunter's Moon. It will feature events that will change the lives of several Wolf Creek citizens... watch for it.

Buy Comanchero Trail HERE


Wolf Creek: Comanchero Trail by [Fargo, Ford, Griffin, James J., Tyrell, Chuck, Rogers, Jacquie, Davis, John Neely, Smith, Troy D.]

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Western Fictioneers Presents -- WEST OF THE BIG RIVER: THE SHERIFF by Chuck Tyrell


Outlaws ran wild in Apache County, Arizona Territory, until the day a long-haired, straight-shooting cowboy with the unlikely name of Commodore Perry Owens pinned on the sheriff's badge and set out to rid the county of lawlessness. Owens would need every bit of his gun skill just to stay alive as he cleaned up the territory!

Acclaimed Western author Chuck Tyrell brings the illustrious career of Commodore Perry Owens to vivid life in THE SHERIFF, the latest entry in the West of the Big River series from Western Fictioneers. An action-packed blend of history and fiction, this novel is a compelling portrait of a brave man in a time and place that have become legendary. It's excitement all the way in this new West of the Big River saga!

EXCERPT

    Four riders pounded toward us from the east, raising a cloud of dust and firing like they had all the bullets in the world. I took a bead on the lead horse, a three-color paint, and squeezed off a shot. The horse went down and the rider tumbled head over heels to the ground. When he scrambled to his feet, I put him down again with a shot in the brisket. I jacked another shell into my Winchester. 
    I switched my aim to another rider, not worrying about the one I’d shot. He was dead.
    The other three scattered. There wasn’t all that much cover on the flat, but they ran for what there was. Andy was firing, but the running horses showed that his lead took little effect.
    “Aim for the horses,” I hollered.
    A six-gun cracked and a bullet plowed into the dirt not an inch from my left foot. I whirled and pulled the trigger when the Winchester’s muzzle lined up with Denny, whose hand worked at earing back the hammer of an old Colt Army M1861. My bullet took him just above the belt buckle and knocked him on his butt, where he sat, staring with disbelieving eyes at the blood stain spreading on his shirt.

BIO
Charles T. Whipple, an international prize-winning author, uses the pen name of Chuck Tyrell for his Western novels. Whipple was born and reared in Arizona’s White Mountain country only 19 miles from Fort Apache. He won his first writing award while in high school, and has won several since, including a 4th place in the World Annual Report competition, a 2nd place in the JAXA Naoko Yamazaki Commemorative Haiku competition, the first-place Agave Award in the 2010 Oaxaca International Literature Competition, and the 2011 Global eBook Award in western fiction. Raised on a ranch, Whipple brings his own experience into play when writing about the hardy people of 19th Century Arizona. Although he currently lives in Japan, Whipple maintains close ties with the West through family, relatives, former schoolmates, and readers of his western fiction. Whipple belongs to Western Fictioneers, Western Writers of America, Arizona Authors Association, American Society of Journalists and Authors, Asian American Journalists Association, and Tauranga Writers Inc.

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Monday, July 14, 2014

Review Roundup: Outrage and a Family Feud


By Kathleen Rice Adams

Outrage at Blanco
By Bill Crider
Brash Books, September 2013
$9.89 paperback, ISBN 1941298257
$4.99 Kindle, ASIN B00KAJX6DE
304 pages

Raped and left for dead, newlywed Ellie Taine has not yet come to grips with her grief when her husband is murdered by the same derelicts who destroyed her comfortable, if dull, existence. Dead in spirit, Ellie embarks on a single-minded quest for revenge accompanied by a physically dying former Texas Ranger turned wealthy rancher whose self-involved son also died at the hands of the hoodlums.

Bearing many of the hallmarks of his work in crime fiction, author Bill Crider’s Outrage at Blanco might best be described as a “noir western.” Cynicism, fatalism, and moral ambiguity abound. Ellie’s transformation from earnest farm wife to remorseless killer is chilling, but her desire for retribution is justified. Even though she never overtly engages in introspection about her decision, on some level she must be aware she abandoned her humanity in exchange for reprisal. Once her dark side emerges, there’s no putting the genie back in the bottle.

In vowing to exact revenge on the despicable sociopaths seeks, Ellie stands as a proxy for anyone who’s ever been wronged. Readers will worry about their own moral compass as they root for Ellie to catch and dispatch the callous outlaws before their trail of rape, robbery, murder, and mayhem extends any farther.

As the fugitives turn on each other and die in horrible ways, readers likely will revel in Ellie’s personal brand of justice even as they mourn the waste of human potential embodied by her victims. In the final analysis, Ellie’s quest represents a Pyrrhic victory.

Crider’s ability to turn good into honorable evil is nothing short of scary. Outrage at Blanco is bloody and disturbing, not least because it forces readers to confront the ambiguity of their own nature. On several levels, the story works well: as entertainment for those who enjoy grueling, violent adventures, and as an unsettling study of human nature for those who savor a deeper, more psychologically complex read.


The Prodigal
By Chuck Tyrell
Western Trail Blazer, December 2013
$0.99 Kindle, ASIN B00KAJX6DE
$0.99 most other e-formats, ISBN 9781458137166
54 pages

A lawman friend asks for Ness Havelock’s help in tracking down an outlaw gang wreaking havoc in the vicinity. The kicker? The lawman’s son is a member of the gang.

Tense and riveting from beginning to end, Chuck Tyrell’s The Prodigal is one of those stories readers won’t be able to put down. Thankfully, it’s short…although reaching the end is a bit of a disappointment. The writing is so tight and enjoyable, readers may wish the tale could go on forever.

The twist at the end is astonishing, sad, and wholly fitting. Read this one, if only to watch how a master draws readers in on the first page and never lets them go.


Kathleen Rice Adams is a Texan, a voracious reader, a professional journalist, and an author. She received review copies of Outrage at Blanco from the author. Her opinions are her own and are neither endorsed nor necessarily supported by Western Fictioneers or individual members of the organization. Links are for convenience only; they do not produce affiliate revenue.


Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Western Trail Blazer -New Releases


Howdy, y'all! Here is our monthly roundup of WTB titles... we have some good'uns.


NOVELS:




SHORT STORIES:






ANTHOLOGIES:



And finally, from our sister imprint EBENEZER PRESS, we have two books that are not westerns but that we are quite proud of and think you would enjoy. The first is brand new, the other has been out a little while:




With much more to come. Onward and Upward!

Troy D. Smith,
Western Trail Blazer






Monday, December 9, 2013

Review Roundup: Christmas and Candle-making

Wolf Creek: O Deadly Night (Volume 10)
By Ford Fargo
Western Fictioneers, November 2013
$9.99 paperback, ISBN 1493727133
$2.99 Kindle, ASIN B00GFF6SYG
$2.99 other e-formats, ISBN 978-1493727131
188 pages

Wolf Creek series editor Troy D. Smith has a gift for intriguing, often pun-laden, titles. That gift is displayed right up front in Wolf Creek’s tenth overall volume and second Christmas anthology, O Deadly Night.

Like the first collection of holiday-themed short stories (A Wolf Creek Christmas), O Deadly Night visits some of the Kansas cattle town’s familiar denizens and introduces a few newcomers.

At the rate newcomers were spilling from the woodwork in the previous Christmas anthology, it seemed Wolf Creek might explode before 1871 ended. Thankfully, the pace of immigration seems to have slowed by O Deadly Night. Only two new characters are introduced: farmer Hutch Higgins (written by Big Jim Williams) and Irish drifter Kelly O’Brian (Charlie Steel). O’Brian, formerly a track-layer for the railroad, may become a rancher in partnership with his long-lost brother and an easterner…if the three of them survive a white-slavery ring operating way too close to Wolf Creek for comfort. Steel’s “Irish Christmas at Wolf Creek” introduces the sort of never-say-die character Wolf Creek needs with the body count rising as it has been lately.

In Williams’ “Sarah’s Christmas Miracle,” Wolf Creek gets another man trying to live down a shameful past in anonymity. By the time Higgins gets his Christmas wish—a miracle cure for his dying daughter—readers will be privy to the farmer’s darkest secrets, but the citizens of Kansas have no idea the kind of trouble Higgins’ mere presence could attract.

While Cheryl Pierson’s contribution, “A Home for Christmas,” doesn’t exactly introduce new characters, the stars of the story have played only minor roles previously. When Kathleen Hyder decides to leave her abusive, minister husband, she little suspects a chance encounter with a childhood friend, Cherokee Lighthorse officer Carson Ridge, will lead to an affair of the heart. Readers who have followed the series from the beginning probably will delight in seeing judgmental, mean-spirited Rev. Dill Hyder get his comeuppance, and Kathleen and Carson fairly sizzle together.

Chuck Tyrell’s “The Angel Tree” is the most touching of the six stories. Soiled dove Brandy, who previously appeared only long enough to deal with series regular Billy Below’s embarrassing gunshot wound, befriends a group of starving urchins. Outcast because their mothers work as whores in the low-rent cribs, the kids are convinced an angel will deliver them from infamy on Christmas. Tyrell wrings sniffles and smiles from readers with this heartwarming tale.

“The Spirit of Hogmanay,” by Clay More, drops readers into the middle of Dr. Logan Munro’s busy holiday and a minor mystery involving some expensive scotch. As usual, More entertains and educates, providing fascinating—often surprising—medical details laced with Scottish wit and no little charm. Hogmanay, the Scottish New Year’s observance, is a melancholy period, but More spices Munro’s experience with hope for the future.

Smith’s “O Deadly Night,” which lends its title to the entire volume, is the darkest of the tales. As 1871 draws to a close, Marshal Sam Gardner is called upon to put a literal end to a local troublemaker. The deed must be done, and Gardner faces that knowledge with typical stoicism. Afterward, reaction from the townsfolk has him doubting himself and mankind in general. Usually a wiseacre to the core, the marshal reflects on the year in an uncharacteristically morose exchange over a drink with Munro.

O Deadly Night is an entertaining end-of-the-year read—but more than that, it displays the depth and breadth of life in Wolf Creek in a new way. Taken together, the two Wolf Creek Christmas anthologies hint that 1872 may be one heckuva year in Kansas.


“The Art of Dipping Candles”
By Judy Alter
Self-published, February 2011
$0.99 Kindle, ASIN B004M18Q1I
$0.00 other e-formats, ISBN 9781458181565
6 pages

A Comanche raid on a North Texas farm leaves lasting scars on a mother and her preteen daughter in Judy Alter’s ultra-short, powerful “The Art of Dipping Candles.” Told from the young girl’s point of view, the story resonates with fear, a mother’s all-consuming love for her children, and a daughter’s aching loss.

Alter has said she based the story on a real incident that took place in the 1880s, but the emotional punch is universal and timeless.

Read this one. It will haunt you.


Kathleen Rice Adams is a Texan, a voracious reader, a professional journalist, and an author. She received a review copy of Wolf Creek: O Deadly Night from the publisher. Her opinions are her own and are neither endorsed nor necessarily supported by Western Fictioneers or individual members of the organization. Links in the review are for convenience only; they do not produce affiliate revenue.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Christmas Comes to Wolf Creek




Several months ago, we decided to do a special Christmas anthology of Wolf Creek stories, with all the tales taking place in the Christmas season of 1871. I encouraged new folks to join our writing team, with these short stories an ideal way to introduce a new character to our town.

And boy did Western Fictioneers respond.

We wound up with what would have been a 90,000 word book, when our regular books range from 25,000 to 35,000 words. We decided, then, to break the anthology up into two volumes.

Both of which are available now.

Here is a rundown of the stories and authors:

WOLF CREEK BOOK 9: A WOLF CREEK CHRISTMAS

"The Last Free Trapper" by Jory Sherman. Mountain man Roman Hatchett has spent decades int he Rockies,but has finally admitted to himself the beaver aren't coming back. He comes south to Wolf Creek, where his long-ago partner Casto Haston is running a tannery, to try out the buffalo hunting trade. But Roman's past has tracked him to the Plains, and he will have to face it down...

"A Savior Is Born" by Meg Mims. Phoebe Wright, fearless reformer, hits Wolf Creek in search of her sister. Phoebe Wright is always right -and will allow no one to intimidate her. Not even Ira Breedlove, owner of the Wolf's Den Saloon and controller of much of the town's vice.

"That Time of Year" by Jerry Guin. Deputy Marshal Quint Croy is a straight-forward young man, dedicated to preserving the peace. In the days before Christmas, however, he finds himself caught up in a dispute between several of the toughest people in town. Including his own boss. Can he kindle their Christmas cheer?

"'Twas the Fight Before Christmas" by Jacquie Rogers. Gib Norwood owns a large dairy operation outside town, along with his brothers Peter and Paul (whom his late father conceived with a slave, Glory, who also lives with them.) Christmas finds them in a dispute with the troublesome ranch hands of cattle baron Andrew Rogers -a dispute that involves a wagonload of prostitutes from Abby Potter's School for Wayward Girls, including Miss Abby herself.

"A Kiowa Christmas Gift" by Troy D. Smith. Cavalry Captain Tom Dent and Seminole scout Charley Blackfeather find themselves conducting an important parley with Kiowa leaders on Christmas Eve. Dent hopes they can finish negotiations so he can be with his family on Christmas; Charley fears that, if antagonistic warrior Stone Knife has his way, they won't get home at all.

"Renewal of Faith" by Jim Griffin. Texas-Ranger-turned-livery-owner Ben Tolliver and his son Danny get a very unexpected Christmas gift. Then they meet and befriend the new Catholic priest who has come to establish a mission at Wolf Creek, in time to perform Christmas Mass- but Ben finds much of the town opposed to the father's presence. Ben is determined that the Mass will be held, if he has to fight a mob to see it done...

WOLF CREEK 10: O DEADLY NIGHT

"Sarah's Christmas Miracle" by Big Jim Williams. Farmer Hutch Higgins -haunted by his own Civil War secrets, like many in Wolf Creek -must brave a snowstorm to find help for his sick little girl.

"Irish Christmas at Wolf Creek" by Charlie Steel. Kelly O'Brian has been a railroad worker and a buffalo hunter -now he has his heart set on becoming a rancher. His plans are interrupted, though, when he is kidnapped by a a cruel gang who intends to use him, and their other prisoners, for forced labor.

"A Home for Christmas" by Cheryl Pierson. Derrick McCain's sister Kathleen has not recovered from her experience at the hands of the Danby Gang -and her judgmental husband, Reverend Dill Hyder, cannot accept what he now considers an "impure woman." Then someone from her family's past shows up, and everything changes...

"The Angel Tree" by Chuck Tyrell. The soiled dove known as Brandy has previously only shown up as the object of cowboy Billy Below's desire. She takes center stage in this story, though... when she learns that the innocent children of the prostitutes at Cribtown are barred from attending school by the town fathers because they are "undesirable," and sets out to do something about it.

"The Spirit of Hogmanay" by Clay More. Doc Logan's road to Hogmanay -the Scottish New Year's Eve celebration -is littered with good intentions. And injuries and diseases galore. And to top it all off, someone has stolen his good Scotch...

"O Deadly Night" by Troy D. Smith. Marshal Sam Gardner learns that, for a lawman in a town like Wolf Creek, there is no such thing as a night off. Even on Christmas.


Both volumes out now for kindle, due soon at smashwords, b&n, createspace, and etc.

Get 'em here:

Wolf Creek 9: A WOLF CREEK CHRISTMAS

Wolf Creek 10: O DEADLY NIGHT









Saturday, November 2, 2013

Wolf Creek 8: Night of the Assassins




I know I'm a little prejudiced, being the editor of this series, but I think most people who follow it would agree with me: Wolf Creek just keeps getting better and better.

Several people have told me they think Night of the Assassins is one of the best ones yet- that's hard to gauge, but it is definitely the most different story we've told so far.

Here's the official description:

"Wolf Creek, Kansas, is not peaceful on a good day –but things really escalate when Tsu Chiao, owner of the Red Chamber, decides to edge out his competitors in the seedy part of town with the aid of Tong assassins sent from San Francisco. All-out war ensues, with peaceful Chinese citizens like the Li family caught in the middle. Can the lawmen of Wolf Creek hold the town together in the shadow of a threat they have never faced before?"

In this volume we learn a lot about the Chinese inhabitants of our fictional town- and there are some huge surprises. You don't want to miss it!

And if you've been eagerly awaiting more Wolf Creek adventures -due to some scheduling surprises, our two-part Christmas anthology will be out next week. After that, we'll give you a break till January -you'll need it, because these are some exciting tales.

Here are the links to Night of the Assassins-

amazon

smashwords

createspace

barnesandnoble.com (any day now!)

Monday, October 14, 2013

Review Roundup: Hell is Relative

Wolf Creek Book 6: Hell on the Prairie
By Ford Fargo
Western Fictioneers, June 2013
$10.99 paperback, ISBN 1490505059
$2.99 Kindle, ASIN B00DPPFUPM
$2.99 most other e-formats, ISBN 9781301613717
240 pages

Unlike previous volumes in the series, Wolf Creek Book 6: Hell on the Prairie is not a collaborative novel. Instead, in this collection of short stories, seven members of the posse collectively known as Ford Fargo wrote as themselves. The effect is both cacophonous and musical, as each author’s voice is distinctive when not required to disappear behind the Ford Fargo filter.

Troy D. Smith, Chuck Tyrell, Clay More, Cheryl Pierson, Jerry Guin, and James J. Griffin all write characters who are pillars of Wolf Creek society—though being a pillar of society in Wolf Creek generally indicates a character has earned an extreme lack of hospitality somewhere else. Jacquie Rogers introduces a group of newcomers whose potential to become series regulars seems iffy, mostly because the characters insist they are unwilling to stick around.

Smith’s, Tyrell’s, and More’s stories provide series and character backstory. Marshal Sam Gardner (Smith) reveals a hidden talent. Who suspected the man was an expert at something besides loafing and sardonic wit? Tyrell gives readers a glimpse at cowboy Billy Below’s genesis in a sweeping saga almost too long to be called short. Below has come a long way from the naïve boy who left home under a different name. Doctor Logan Munro’s past may be the most surprising, and More weaves the tale with no little mystery and quite a bit of violence. The psychological games Munro and his adversary play would do a thriller proud.

Pierson’s and Griffin’s stories take familiar characters in new directions. In Derrick McCain’s story, Pierson’s talents as a romance author shine. McCain, tortured by his mixed heritage and obligations to both sides, emerges as a swoon-worthy hero, yet Pierson manages a delicate balance between romantic sentimentality and thorny issues. Griffin drops a bomb on both readers and his character, perennially shirtless livery owner and former Texas Ranger Ben Tolliver. Tolliver may have dropped his alias several books ago, but he didn’t quite shed his past, which bounces into his present in a big way. McCain’s and Tolliver’s new issues not only deepen each man’s character, but also provide intriguing potential fodder for future entries in the Wolf Creek series.

Guin’s and Rogers’ stories stand out because they’re different from the others. Although series regular Deputy Quint Croy is the presumed narrator of his tale, the story really belongs to a relatively minor Wolf Creek character: Negro saloon owner Asa Pepper. The choice seems odd, until one realizes Pepper’s backstory speaks to the character of the town itself. Rogers’ story is even more unusual in the context of the series. Her characters, just passing through on their way to the West Coast, have never been seen before and may never show up again. The story displays Rogers’ signature sarcasm, and the characters are endearing. Surely Wolf Creek could use a team of good mules.

Hell on the Prairie may not be what fans have come to expect from the series, but none of the stories disappoint. More Wolf Creek anthologies would not go amiss.



Kathleen Rice Adams is a Texan, a voracious reader, a professional journalist, and a novelist in training. She received a review copy of Wolf Creek Book 6 from the publisher. Her opinions are her own and are neither endorsed nor necessarily supported by Western Fictioneers or individual members of the organization. Links in the review are for convenience only; they do not produce affiliate revenue.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

WOLF CREEK 6: HELL ON THE PRAIRIE




Our Wolf Creek series has slowly been finding its audience for the past several months -and in the last few weeks has started really taking off. And what great timing, because as of today we have a new volume ready for our readers: Hell on the Prairie.

Most visitors to our blog are familiar with the concept by now, but for those who are not -the Wolf Creek books are a series of collaborative novels, centered on the citizens of a fictional 1870s Kansas town. About twenty or so Western Fictioneers members are involved in the project, and each of them has created a unique character (sometimes two) whose point of view they write from. Each novel has half-a-dozen authors, working collectively as "Ford Fargo" -all writing one or two chapters of an overarching narrative. There have been collaborative novels in the past, and "shared universe" series in which multiple writers contribute a short story or entire novel using the same characters, but I can't think of any series that has ever done both at once.

In this, our sixth visit to Wolf Creek, we are doing something a little different. Rather than the collaborative novel we usually put out, this one actually is an anthology of stand-alone short stories. We plan to do this every once in awhile -another one, with a holiday theme, is due out for Christmas, and it will probably be a year or so after that before we do it again. Most of our Wolf Creek books will continue to be full-length novels, but the occasional anthology will give the creators an opportunity to delve more deeply into their regular characters, and take them in unexpected directions. And take it from me, there are a couple of real surprises in this one!

Here are the stories, in the order they appear.

"Hell on the Prairie" by Troy D. Smith.  Marshal Sam Gardner is very annoyed, to say the least, to find his town and his own job performance criticized in newspapers throughout the region. As he tries to figure out how to curb the town's growing reputation for wild violence, one of the most notorious gunfighters in the West shows up in Wolf Creek, looking for the marshal...

"Drag Rider" by Chuck Tyrell. In this story we learn about the past life of young cowboy Billy Below... how he became a cowboy, and why, and how he got his name.

"The Oath" by Clay More. Wolf Creek's doctor, Logan Munro, must deal with several troubling cases... and a deadly ghost from the past.

"It Takes a Man" by Cheryl Pierson. Derrick McCain returns to the Cherokee Nation, and his relatives there, to confront the recently-discovered secrets of his family.

"Asa Pepper's Place" by Jerry Guin. Deputy marshal Quint Croy has developed a friendship with ex-slave-turned-saloonkeeper Asa Pepper... but Quint's duty may place a strain on it.

"Muleskinners: Judge Not" by Jacquie Rogers. Elsie Parry and her father were only passing through Wolf Creek -but they did so right in the middle of the outlaw raid portrayed in Book 1: Bloody Trail. A raid that has a lot more to do with them than they knew...

"New Beginnings" by James J. Griffin. Former lawman turned livery owner Ben Tolliver gets the surprise of his life. Then he gets another one.

Check it out now!

KINDLE

SMASHWORDS

BARNES & NOBLE (coming soon)

Paperback, CREATESPACE



Tuesday, May 7, 2013

WOLF CREEK DAY: Coming Attractions by Troy Smith


by Wolf Creek editor Troy D. Smith

This month, I thought I'd tease you with a sneak peak at the volumes we plan to have available for the rest of 2013.

Now that folks are becoming aware of our series, I've made some slight changes to the font of our covers, including making the "Wolf Creek" part smaller than the main title; let me know whether you think it works or not.

With no further ado, here are our upcoming installments and tentative writing teams:

Wolf Creek 5: Showdown at Demon's Drop



The surviving members of the Danby Gang have regrouped, and come back to Wolf Creek for a horrible  revenge. Several Wolf Creek citizens will be forced into a showdown with the outlaws in their hidden Indian Territory lair...

With:

Bill Crider
Wayne Dundee
Cheryl Pierson
Robert Randisi
L. J. Martin
Troy D. Smith




Wolf Creek 6: Hell on the Prairie



A short story anthology, in which Ford Fargo shines a solo spotlight on several of our upstanding citizens (and some not so upstanding.) Some of your favorite characters gain a little more depth, and there are some big surprises.

Contributors TBA (depends on who else chips in!) For anyone wanting to join our motley crew, this would be a good opportunity to introduce a new character, just sayin'... (if you can get a story in by June 1, that is!)



Wolf Creek 7:  The Quick and the Dying



Notorious bank robber Sampson Quick has been laying low in Wolf Creek, disguised as an effete artist. But his old partners have finally caught up with him, and threaten to expose his secret unless he joins in their scheme...

With:

Matthew Mayo
Frank Roderus
Bob Vardeman
Phil Dunlap
Wayne Dundee
 Troy D. Smith

Wolf Creek 8: Night of the Assassins



Tsu Chiao, owner of the opium den and brothel The Jade Chamber, has marked several Wolf Creek citizens for death. To achieve this he has sent word to his Tong associates in San Francisco, and requested their best boo how doy... also known as The Hatchet Men.An all-out war between Tsu Chiao and Ira Breedlove may ensue...

With:

James J. Griffin
Bill Crider
Chuck Tyrell
Clay More
Matt Pizzolato
Troy D. Smith

Wolf Creek Book 9: A Wolf Creek Christmas



Another anthology, with a self-evident theme... open to any WF member who wants to participate. Deadline: October 20.

As you can see, the people of Wolf Creek have a busy few months ahead of them!












Sunday, February 24, 2013

The dean of western short story writers


Cheryl told me to blog about a short story. To me, when someone says “Western short story,” one man’s name comes to mind.

* * *

He came to ride for her pa’s ranch, a tall slim man, quiet yet strong, and he always meant what he said. That was new to Ellis, and it wasn’t long before she fell in love with the cowboy and wanted to marry him.

She knew her father, maybe better than he knew himself. The cowboy wanted to ask for her hand, but she said her father would never allow them to marry. But they did. And they settled down on a little spread he’d bought with money he’d saved up from when he rode as a scout for the Army. Just an adobe hut with a simple ramada. Just thirty yearlings to start with. Just somewhere hard work and patience could build a place for a family to live in peace. Just a place.

Then the old man rode in with a rifle across the saddlebows and five men at his back. He’d not married until forty and the girl was his only child. Not a girl to marry a ne’er-do-well cowboy who was more like a redskin than a white man. Not that. She’d marry a man capable of building further on what her father had already built. She would. She surely would.

“Where is he?”

“He’s at the stock tank,” she said, “but he’ll come in now.”

“Whether he does or not,” the old man said, “you’re coming home with me.”

“I’m married now, Pa.”

“Don’t talk foolish.”

“Married in Willson. By a priest.”

“We’ll talk about that at home.”

“I am home!”

“Girl, this isn’t going to be a public debate.”

“Then why did you bring an audience?”


The man’s name that came to mind when Cheryl said “Short story?”

   
Elmore Leonard, of course. You know him for 3:10 to Yuma. Valdez is Coming was also a short story to begin with. Originally, this story was entitled The Waiting Man, but in the collection of Elmore Leonard’s short stories, the title is Moment of Vengeance.

How many stories have you read where the protagonist goes in with both fists slamming into those who oppose him, or where he jerks out a Colt SSA .45 and blasts baddies to oblivion, or where he leads them out into the desert where they die a terrible death of thirst? So many. So many.

But this one is different. As the title says, there’s a moment of revenge. It comes because the man Ellis chose to be her mate was patient. He held no disrespect for her father. He was rough with a couple of riders while he was being patient, but never on camera.

Then the old man came after him with shotgun across his lap. They talked. Then talked some more. Her man was patient.


“I’m anxious to see my wife,” the man said.

The old man’s face came up, out of the shadow, deep-lined and solemn, but the hard tightness was gone from his jaw. He shifted his weight and came down off the saddle, and on the ground, he handed the shotgun to her husband. “This damn thing’s getting too heavy to hold,” he said.


You’ll have to go find the story if you want to know what finally happened. But it wouldn’t matter what Elmore Leonard short story you picked up to read. He's the dean, and it’d be a good one.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Wicked Wednesday (Antagonists who have ethics)


Okay. What’s a half-breed like me to do?

Many of my novels either star a half-breed or have half-breed supporting actors. They run into trouble they’re not looking for at every turn.

Someone commented in their review of Pitchfork Justice that I used first-person and third-person narrators in the book. That’s something I picked up from Louis L’Amour. I figured if the master could do it, the disciple was allowed to. Let me show you how Falan Wilder gets in trouble.

“Your kind don’t belong with regular folks. Git.”
“Reckon my cash is the same color as yours,” I said with my best poker face. “I’ve got another dollar. Buy you a drink. This Old Potrero ain’t bad booze.” I waved at the bar. “How ‘bout it?” I didn’t really want to tangle with the big man, but I wouldn’t back down either, not on account of my skin color, anyway.
He spit on the floor and moved closer. “Git. Or they’ll carry you out.”
I turned my back to him. Slowly. Deliberately. “Pour that whiskey, bar man,” I said. “Now.” I pushed the silver dollar at him.
He stood stock still, eyes darting from me to the big man behind me.
A click came as the big man thumbed back the hammer of his .45. I whirled to my right, snaking out my Bowie and slashing through his bicep with its 14-inch blade as I turned. My left fist smashed into his square jaw as my momentum carried me past. The .45 clattered to the floor.
The big guy fell to his knees, clutching his half-severed arm with his big left hand. “You miserable sumbitch.” He mumbled the words. “Sumbitch. You. Cut. Me!” Blood pumped down his arm to drip off his splayed fingers. 
“Feel lucky I didn’t cut your miserable throat,” I said. “Get that bound up,” I said to the ‘keep, “or he’ll bleed out.” I picked up the bar towel and wiped the Bowie’s blade clean. “Keep the extra dollar. I was just leaving.” The Winchester came natural to my hand, and I jacked a cartridge into its chamber.
It seemed an awful long way to the door, but I forced myself to walk normal, not too fast, not too slow, the rifle under my arm.
As I neared the door, the barkeep called out. “Reed Fowley’s got family,” he said. “They’ll be wanting to know who done this to their brother and son. What should they call you?”
I stopped with a hand on the door. “Same as everyone else,” I said. “They can call me Breed.”

So Wilder is in trouble. He’s seriously cut a Fowley Family member, and chances are, he figures, they’ll come riding after him. He heads for the desert. He even tries to talk sense to the Fowleys.

“Fowley!” I hollered. I was out of sight and the rocks would scatter my voice, making it hard for the Fowleys to pinpoint my position.
The horses stopped, but the riders said nothing.
“Fowley!”
“I’ll be Sean Fowley,” a solid voice with an Irish brogue said. “Ya cut me son. Ya’ll pay.”
“Your son held a Colt’s revolver at my back, Fowley. Was I Johnny Ringo, he’d be dead.”
“Ya ain’t nothing but a breed. Breed’s got no right to cut me boy.”
“Sean Fowley. Hear me. I could have cut Reed Fowley’s throat as easily as I cut his arm, but I don’t hold to killing people. I’ll go a long way to keep from having to kill a man, but I’ve got my limits.”
A whoop of laughter came from where the horses were stopped. “Hey Breed. My name’s Bud Fowley, and me and my brother Thad, well, we’re just plain gonna slit your throat . . . or maybe hang you, breed bastard, that’s all there is to it.”
“Fowleys! All of you. Hear me, and hear me good. I was just passing through your town, not even gonna spend the night, but your brainless brother took it into his head to run me out. I don’t run worth a damn.”
The third man spoke. “Breeds gotta stay with they own kind. You drunk at the cantina in Mex town, you’d live. Now you’ll die.” The words were brave, but the voice was a bit shaky.
“John Walker,” I called.
I heard a grunt.
“You know of me, Walker. The desert is my friend. Take those who pay you back to Ehrenburg. I will not kill them, but if they follow me, soon they will wish to die.”
“Shut up, Breed,” the old man said. “John Walker’s the best. Ye have no kind of edge. Ye’ll hang. I swear it.”
I slipped from the rock formation on soundless feet. They’d wait for me to answer, and that would give me enough time to get Zeeb away and into the maze of arroyos that slice up the desert of the Mojave.


Notice, now, that Sean Fowley said no one could cut his son without paying. So the whole Fowley family is out for Wilder’s blood. Fowley’s an Irish immigrant. He’s been in much the same position as Wilder, just because he’s Irish. He grew up in the Five Points area of New York City, having come to the U.S. in the wake of the Irish Potato Famine. There, he learned that others could not be allowed to hurt one of his own.

Fowley reacted by pulling Meaghan close behind him and reaching for the shillelagh he habitually carried stuffed under his belt at the small of his back. “Who’ll be asking?” he said.
Four burly men stepped into the street ahead of Fowley and Meaghan. “This is Daybreak Boys territory now, Mick, and we’ll be teaching you to stay in your own place.”
Fowley made no answer. He merely watched the four spread out and stalk toward him. He shifted his grip on the shillelagh and pushed Meaghan into a corner formed by one building protruding farther toward the street than its neighbor. “Stay here,” he said.
The shillelagh in Fowley’s hand became a living thing. It darted out and connected with the point of the nearest Daybreak Boy’s jaw. The crack of splintering bone sounded loud in the instance of silence following the blow. Then the man screamed and fell to his knees, clutching his broken face.
“Now ye’ll pay, bastard Mick,” yelled another Boy, charging Fowley with a six-inch knife held low.
Fowley grinned like a death mask. His oaken shillelagh swept through the air with an audible swish to smash into the forearm of the Boy’s knife arm. The weapon went spinning and Fowley backhanded his truncheon to the side to the Boy’s head. He crumpled like a bundle of rags topped by his silk top hat.
Now the odds were only two to one, and Fowley’s face wore a steel-hard mask of hate.
“Ye’ll not touch one of mine, bugger boys,” he growled. “Come on. Taste me shillelagh of good oak. Try to chastise this Mick.” He stared at each Daybreak Boy’s face. These men he would not forget.
They hesitated.
“Fight, or be gone,” Fowley roared.
They ran.
At the camp near Tinajas Altos, Fowley tasted the victory of that long-ago fight. He remembered rallying a gang of Roach Guards and hunting the offending Daybreak Boys down and destroying them. When someone pushed your boundaries, they must be destroyed. Fowley considered his two sons and laid plans to destroy the man called Breed.

So, we see, Sean Fowley is not a “bad” man, although he is a very hard one. While others went to work on railroad gangs and in the mines, Fowley used the skills he learned at the Shamrock pub in New York to offer feed and drink to those who did the physical work. And he taught his sons his ethic. No one touches one of ours without paying for it. At the beginning, he sees only a half-breed insolent who cut his son. That made the Breed someone who must be crushed. Before the end of the book, he learns that there is much that does not meet the eye when you look only at a man’s skin color. Something he perhaps should have been aware of from his own experience.

As always, I’ll pick a winner from among the commenters to this blog post to receive a PDF version of A Man Called Breed.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Now Available on the Nook


Wolf Creek: Murder in Dogleg City Now Available at Amazon


Welcome back to Wolf Creek.

Here you will find many of your favorite authors, working together as Ford Fargo to weave a complex and textured series of Old West adventures like no one has ever seen. Each author writes from the perspective of his or her own unique character, blended together into a single novel.

In our latest adventure: Dogleg City is what folks in Wolf Creek call the seedy part of town. Life is cheap there, and death is common. At first this murder seemed like any other –but the more Marshal Sam Gardner and his deputies learn about it, the more it seems this death will blow Wolf Creek wide open…

About the author: Beneath the mask, Ford Fargo is not one but a posse of America's leading western authors who have pooled their talents to create a series of rip-snortin', old fashioned sagebrush sagas. Saddle up. Read ‘em Cowboy! These are the legends of Wolf Creek.

Appearing as Ford Fargo in this installment: L. J. Washburn, Matthew P. Mayo, Phil Dunlap, Chuck Tyrell, Jerry Guin, & Troy D. Smith

    Coming soon for the Nook at Barnes and Nobles

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Six-guns and Slay Bells: A Creepy Cowboy Christmas



Now Available

Put on your Santa hat and saddle up for this collection of creepy Christmas stories from the Western Fictioneers, the world's only organization of professional authors devoted solely to Western fiction. 'Tis the season for ghosts, vampires, monsters, aliens, and other bizarre creatures to make these Old West holiday tales truly special. Legendary Western author Robert J. Randisi spins the spectral yarn of "Sheriff Santa and the Ghost of Two Gun Jim". Peacemaker and Spur Award winning author Troy D. Smith takes the reader on a murderous Christmas journey to "Bitter Mountain". New York Times bestseller and Peacemaker Award winner James Reasoner writes about a strange encounter on the Staked Plains in "Presents for One and All". Larry D. Sweazy, two-time winner of the Will Rogers Medallion Award for Western fiction, tells the story of an epic battle between good and evil in "The Longest Night". An isolated stagecoach station under siege by Apaches is the setting of Cheryl Pierson's "The Keepers of Camelot", a tale of rebirth and redemption. These and many other stories by some of today's top writers in the Western field make SIX-GUNS AND SLAY BELLS the most unusual Western Christmas anthology ever published.

SIX-GUNS AND SLAY BELLS is the newest anthology from the Western Fictioneers.  Founded in 2010 to promote the oldest genuine American art form, WF is the only writers organization composed entirely of professional authors of traditional Western fiction.  Its worldwide membership includes best-selling, award-winning authors as well as the brightest up-and-coming new stars in the Western field.

SIX-GUNS AND SLAY BELLS is a collection of 15 Christmas-themed original Western stories with paranormal elements including ghosts, vampires, monsters, and aliens. The best-selling, award-winning line-up of authors includes Robert J. Randisi, Chuck Tyrell, Troy D. Smith, C. Courtney Joyner, Matthew P. Mayo, Douglas Hirt, James Reasoner, Jerry Guin, Charlie Steel, Clay More, Cheryl Pierson, Larry D. Sweazy, James J. Griffin, Christine Matthews, and L.J. Washburn.

Western Fictioneers previously published THE TRADITIONAL WEST, the largest anthology of all-original Western fiction ever published, which met with critical acclaim and included the Best Short Fiction winners of both the Peacemaker Award, given by WF, and the Spur Award, given by the Western Writers of America, as well as several other finalists for those awards.  Earlier this year WF published BLOODY TRAIL, the first book in the Wolf Creek series of collaborative novels with more to come.

This is an anthology you're not going to want to miss. Trade paperback only $12.00 E book $2.99.

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Monday, July 11, 2011

Western Writer Chuck Tyrell (Charles T. Whipple)


What was your first Western novel or story and was it published? My first Western novel was Vulture Gold. I wrote it in 1979 and entered it in a Louis L’Amour write-alike contest. Didn’t win. Decided I wasn’t cut out to write fiction and continued as a journalist, magazine feature writer, copywriter, and corporate literature writer. I don’t remember why I dusted the manuscript off and input it (it was written on an IBM Selectric). But I sold it to Black Horse Westerns in 2004. It was published in 2005, and republished in 2011. It is now available in several eBook formats and in print. Originally, the book was about 70,000 words long. Now it is 45,000 or so.


What Western writer or writers of the past were the biggest influence on your work? A bunch. People have things to say about Louis L’Amour, but I read every book he wrote. I donated my collection of LL books to a university of foreign languages in Kanazawa, Japan, some years ago.
Gordon Sherriffs is a favorite. Clair Huffaker is a favorite. Richard Wheeler and Elmer Kelton are favorites. Will Henry, too. I’m also finding Elmore Leonard’s early stories very interesting and informative.
All that said, if I were to pick a writer to emulate, it would probably be Robert B. Parker. And if a genie came out of a lamp I’d rubbed and offered to let me write exactly like any writer I chose to, I’d choose James Michener and John Gardner and ask the genie to mix them into one for me.
What's the first Western you remember reading from cover to cover? Smokey the Cow Horse by Will James
Who is your favorite historical Western figure, and why? Commodore Perry Owens. He lived the life we all write about. Named for Commodore Perry, hero of the Battle of Lake Erie. Had to leave home in his early teens. Punched cattle for the Rogers (as in Will Rogers) ranch in Oklahoma, drifted into Arizona at the age of 31. Worked as the horse wrangler for Wells Fargo at the Navajo Springs station (I have a piece of wood from the original station, no longer extant, just a swale that was once a watering hole). Ran for sheriff on a law and order ticket and won over the incumbent Juan Lorenso Hubbel, who, it was said, was in cahoots with the outlaws that used the Outlaw Trail through Apache County in Arizona. He enforced the county law with the barrel of his gun, shooting it out with nine members of the Snyder Gang in Round Valley, riding his horse to death to rescue three Mexicans held prisoner in a bar in Winslow, and killing Andy Cooper in the famous shootout in Holbrook, Arizona, in 1886. He was a dead shot, wore his blond hair down past his shoulders as a challenge to the Navajos who were constantly trying to shoot him, and he wore his sixgun on the lefthand side for a cross draw. He married at 50 and moved to Seligman where he opened a saloon. He worked as guard for the Atchison Topeka and Santa Fe Railway. He died of a stroke at 61 and is buried in Flagstaff AZ.
How much historical research do you do, and how do you go about it? Depends on the novel. For the Snake Den, set in Yuma Territorial Prison, I went there and spent two days going through the prison, buying reference books, talking to the Arizona Historical Society people there, etc. Same kind of thing with Vulture Gold, which begins in Vulture City AZ, now a ghost town.
Revenge at Wolf Mountain is set in my own home country, which I know well. Most of the ranches actually exist, but I used a Mexican grant which does not exist in that area, although there are others in both Arizona and New Mexico. The same it true with Trail of a Hard Man. I create fictional towns at times, but often I use real towns as settings or as part of the narrative.
The Killing Trail takes place in a fictional setting, but is linked to Trail of a Hard Man.
Guns of Ponderosa takes place in the White Mountain town of McNary, which once was home to the largest sawmill and planer operation in the Southwest. I renamed the town, and shifted its founding back into history by about 40 years.
Hell Fire in Paradise is a prequel to Guns of Ponderosa.
A Man Called Breed is set in the desert area of southern Arizona, east of Ehrenburg and La Paz. The hero’s horse ranch is located in the Cherry Creek country just below the Mogollon Rim.
Dollar a Day begins in Sunset, which no longer exists, and ends up in Payson, again, just off the Mogollon Rim in the Tonto Basin.
These are all places I know, but I still use an Arizona flora and fauna book to make sure I get my trees and stuff right. Wouldn’t want the hero bit by a Gila Monster up in the Tonto Basin because they don’t get that high off the desert floor. 
I do a lot of looking up on guns. One character in my current WIP carries a Baker 3-barrel 10-guage. The hero in A Man Called Breed carried a Rogers & Spencer pistol, which were considered very accurate. He also carries a one-in-a-thousand Winchester ’73.
I’ve got lots of books on history and fashions and whatnot. I try very hard to put my people in places and circumstances that fit the times I’m writing about.
How important is setting? How important is it to get setting right? What's the best use of setting in a Western as far as you're concerned? I think setting can and probably should be one of the characters. I’ve been reading some early novels and it seems there’s always a rain storm. People seem to forget that places like Show Low, Arizona, get a total of 8 inches of rain a year. Chances of an all day all night rain storm in most of the southwest at least are so close to zero it wouldn’t be worth figuring out the difference. I vote for getting the setting right. Have a look at the towns. There are plenty of photos. See any alleys? Not likely. Know what’s out back? Piles of rubbish. We have the data. No reason to get setting wrong.
James Michener’s Centennial is as good a portrayal of setting as I’ve read, I believe, but there are many good stories. Some of Elmore Leonard’s early (1950s) stories have setting as one of the characters.
How do you choose where to begin your story? Do you use prologues? I have not used a prologue yet. That does not rule out using a prologue at some time.
Most often I see a character and a situation. Most often the first chapter sets up a tough situation. Mostly I know how the story starts and how it’s supposed to end, and I write the story in between. Sometimes the ending changes.
Do you do all your research ahead of time, or as you go along? Both.
Which of your characters do you identify with the most, and why?  Was there a role model for this particular character? I have a bunch of characters I like, which is why they show up as walk-ons in stories that have nothing to do with them. Ness Havelock is one. Real Lee is another. I imagine Falan “Wolf” Wilder will see more action. Lightning By God Brewster will be around, as will his sidekick Sparrow. I’m now writing the second Matthew Stryker novel.
Do you outline and plot your story or do you write as the inspiration or MUSE leads? So far, as I mentioned, I tend to have an opening and a closing in mind when I start. That said, I think I would write better stories if I thought them out somewhat more detailed in advance. I’ve not found myself adept at plotting. I think I need to learn that skill, but I’m not losing sleep over it. At this time in my life, I have no aspirations of writing the great American novel. I just hope to do a few more before I, like Robert Parker, die at my desk, trying to finish my last . . . .
Are you a conservative in your writing and stick with traditional ideas for your characters and plots or do you like to go beyond the norm and toss in the unexpected and why? I suppose I am conservative. I am in most things. I imagine my characters are much more black and white than the shades of gray that were actually the case in the times we write about. You’ve got to remember that writing fiction is a relatively new thing for me. James and Bob and others have hundreds of novels under their belts. I’m trying to hit a dozen. I write some fiction every day, but I write a lot more other stuff – everything from CSR reports to magazine articles. I have a lot to learn about writing and writing fiction. I’m constantly amazed at the young whippersnappers who brazenly purport to be able to teach people to write. How’s that for wandering far from the point? Yes, conservative, but not hidebound.
Do you need quiet when you write, listen to music, or have the TV on and family around? I tend to want the same environment every day. Doesn’t have to be quiet. Doesn’t have to be musical. Just the same. A number of my books were written at Starbucks. That’s probably why I can’t lose weight. The chocolate is totally sinful.
Have you experienced the "dreaded" writer's block and how did you deal with it? Writer’s block comes from two things, in my experience: One, a loss of confidence in your own ability to tell a story, and two, dead-ending in a story, that is, writing yourself into a corner. When your confidence goes out the window, as when you get especially nasty edits from someone, or when they tell you the story did nothing for them, you do something else. I suggest to others that they try Julie Cameron’s morning pages – three pages of handwritten whatever comes to mind first thing in the morning. Hand on paper with pen and ink tends to get your writerly blood flowing and tends to stimulate your frozen brain.
Who is your favorite fictional character that you have created? I suppose Ness Havelock is my favorite, as he’s showed up in a number of books, though only one as the main character. He was my first and so far only first-person narrator. I also like Shawn Brodie, the 14-year-old who was sent to Yuma Territorial Prison. I will pick him up in a new book if I live long enough.
Who is your favorite fictional character that someone else created? The one who sticks in my mind is Tyrel Sackett. No way you can figure out why, eh?
Do you address "modern" issues in Westerns? Racism. Feminism. Downs Syndrome. Mental disabilities. Genetic disorders. Sociopathy. Immigrant questions. Brutality. Pedophilia. Any more? Not sure if it’s an “addressing,” but often my characters have a disability. Garet Havelock, the half-Cherokee marshal of Vulture City, had a bad knee. Wynn Cahill, in Guns of Ponderosa, was a sadist sociopath. Loved to see things in pain. Judge Wilson in Trail of a Hard Man was a pedophile who “took in” orphaned boys. His pedophilia was not so much sexual as sadist. Squirly, in the present work in progress, is not very smart, but he takes care of Wildman Kelly, who is not “normal” by ordinary standards, but not violent either. I once did a story from the frist-person POV of Boo Radley. I imagine there was some PTSD following the Late Unpleasantness that is better known as the Civil War, too, but I haven’t seen a novel addressing it yet. 
What are you writing right now? A story about a man who keeps the promise he made to the town drunk.
Have you found that being able to self publish through Kindle and Nook, that you find yourself writing more of what you want rather than what the agent, editor, and publisher wants? The biggest advantage, as I’m not a terribly prolific author, is getting books that have gone out of print, such as Vulture Gold, back out there so readers can find them. My second novel, Revenge at Wolf Mountain, will also reappear in the not too distant future in its original unabridged form at about 80,000 words instead of the 45,000 version published by Robert Hale Ltd.
Do you make a living writing? If not, what is your day job? Yes. But not writing fiction. I would starve on the proceeds from my fiction at the moment. That said, I get paid well to write advertising, corporate literature, web content, and non-fiction articles, many of them in narrative form. One article brings me nearly five times as much as one Black Horse Western book, and about the same as the advance for a paperback original, if I’m not mistaken. I also write non-fiction books under my own name. Seeing Japan is a perennial seller to visitors to this country.
What do you plan to write in the future? I have two “works in progress” outside westerns. One is a saga set in an alternative version of 10th century Japan, where all mythical creatures exist. The other is a gumshoe of an investigative journalist hero who searches for a missing woman in a Japan where a large amount of plutonium has been stolen from the Tokaimura nuclear fuel reprocessing plant. Naturally, the kidnapper and the kingpin who wants a nuclear Japan are one and the same. Trouble. Trouble.
What made you decide to write Western fiction? I was born 100 years too late. Since I made the decision to make my living with my pen, so to speak, I also set my sights on writing a Western novel. I also joined the National Association for Outlaw and Lawman History (now defunct) with a lifetime membership. The Louis L’Amour writealike contest came about three years after I started writing newspaper copy and then advertising copy, but got put on hold while I formed my own company, edited two magazines, wrote for Time and Newsweek and the Herald Trib, then became a stringer for two technology industry mags, but I kept the home fires warm, kept sending the re-edited versions out and kept getting them back. Until John Hale at Robert Hale Ltd. said he’d publish the book if I’d cut it down to less than 45,000 words. I’d already written the follow-up novel with the same protagonist. It, too, went under the knife, and was accepted by Hale. Here I am. I love writing about the West, partly as I knew it growing up in a ranch-like environment in northern Arizona, partly because I feel there was something in those people that we need to remember and emulate.