I grew up loving cowboys and no, I didn’t grow up in Texas, Arizona, Colorado, or Wyoming. I grew up in farm country in the middle of Missouri. One of my grandfathers was a farmer (soybeans, corn, things like that). The other had a small cattle ranch and horses.
I lived for weekends visiting him and my grandmother – days spent outside or snuggled up with him watching an old John Wayne flick. He talked and walked like those old cowboys – he was kind of rough, direct and you knew when he was mad. He was also the gentlest man I’ve ever known, whether with animals or the people he loved.
Cowboys played a big part in my growing up years…so I supposed it’s no surprise that cowboys are my favorite character to write as a grown up. In books, whether I’m reading or writing, I can escape into cowboy-land where men like my grandfather populate the early – they’re loud and direct. They know what they want. They go after it.
In my new book, What a Texas Girl Needs, Vanessa finds herself pitted against the last kind of man she thinks she needs: a cowboy. A man committed to his job, who loves the great outdoors and is quite content to never leave Texas. But knowing what he wants is also a big draw for Vanessa. Can she take the heat?
Are cowboys your favorite heroes too? Share in the comments!