I was deep in the midst of writing a scary scene in a scary story when a funny scene from a western romance made a grand ta-da in my head. Appalled at my laughter, my imperiled characters gaped at me. My poor monster wilted.
On my mind’s stage, I saw Marshal Garrett
Kincaid flat on his back in the dirt, wondering what just happened.
From his stunned expression, I knew having a horse throw him was not
something to which he was accustomed.
His eyes closed against
falling dust. When he opened them, I saw Penny Wills leaning over him.
She is beautiful and irate, and furious at the marshal for allowing the
outlaw to escape. She’s completely oblivious to the fact that the
villain got away because she shot her gun, which spooked the marshal’s
horse, which in turn sent Garrett into a hard fall.
I laughed at
the scene as it replayed in my mind from different angles. I figured
I’d write a page or two, just to get it out of my head. After all, I
had an eager monster, terrified potential victims, and brave pursuers
all awaiting the return of my attention. But the pages turned into
chapters, and the chapters turned into my first published book, thank
you very much Wild Rose Press.
I’ve fallen into another
historical romance. This one takes place in London in the year 1812.
When it is finished, I promise you, my dear, scary monster, we’ll once
again go stalking.
The Marshal’s Pursuit by Micki Miller, release date-11-09-16
Facebook fan page @mickimillerwriter
On pre-order at Amazon