The sun is just tinting the eastern hills a soft, pinkish apricot–with a lot of happy encouragement from the birds. I do love these early mornings, and I love being at home, with my dogs and cats and horses, and a new book waiting to be written.
Today, I will draft the first chapter of “Tyler”, the third story in the Montana Creeds trilogy, which will be published under the Fabulous Harlequin’s HQN imprint in February, March and April of 09. They’re paperback originals, too. Gotta keep that cowgirl budget in mind. Wait till you see these covers–and until you meet these Creed men! They have all the cowboy-charm of their cousins, the McKettricks. As promised, you’ll be meeting some new McKettricks, too–the Texas branch of the family. Tate, Garrett and Austin are descendents of Jeb McKettrick’s youngest son, a rebel who left the Triple M to run the ranch outside San Antonio. (I would tell you more about these tall, tough, sexy-as-hell Texans, but at the moment, this is about all I know. :)) Once I have a character’s name, they evolve FAST. Give them the wrong one, though, and they dig in those boot heels like you wouldn’t believe, and refuse to participate until they get the name they want.
I believe I told you Harlequin gave me the life-sized poster of my Creed boys that was on display at BEA. Well, it arrived while I was on the Civil War tour, and it’s at the framer’s right now. It’s so big, they had to measure the bed of the truck to make sure it would fit! The work should be done around the end of the month, and I can’t wait to hang it on the downstairs hallway wall. Passing by the Creed men every time I go from one room to another–now that’s inspiration!
Guess I’ll brew up some more coffee, push up my sleeves, and get to work. Tyler and Lily will be waiting.
It’s all good.