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Friday, 12 August 2016

☀ Solitary Horseman - Deborah Camp

Thank you for joining us on the Virtual Book Tour to celebrate the release of Solitary Horseman, a Western Historical Romance by (, Deborah Camp, 271 pages).

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PREVIEW: Check out the book's synopsis and excerpt below. Read the first three chapters with Amazon Look Inside.

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Synopsis

Once again Deborah Camp puts the heart into a thrilling romance set in the West!

Texas rancher Callum Latimer believed that the Civil War had killed everything tender and yearning inside of him until he struck up a partnership with Banner Payne. His dark-haired, golden-eyed, spirited neighbor stirred embers that he thought were long dead . . .

Sunlight glided over hair as she shifted from one boot to the other, and before his mind could catch up with his instincts, Callum reached out and wrapped his index finger around one of her auburn curls. Its softness against his calloused skin sent longing through him like a rushing river. She’d be like that all over – soft where he was hard, giving where he was not. He heard her gasp and his heart bucked.

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Excerpt

     Topping a small ridge, he caught sight of the two cowhands, who were now with Eller and Hollis. Just as well. He didn’t mind that audience for what he was about to do. They needed to know what he would and wouldn’t put up with. As Butter approached them at a lazy trot, they all turned in their saddles to face him. Shadows played across them, but Callum was fairly certain that Johnson and Baines shared a quick and telling eyeball to eyeball exchange.
     Yes, boys, time to reap what you’ve sown. Callum slowed Butter to a walk and then reined her to a stop near the semi-circle of cowpokes. He looked toward the mooing herd, some grazing and some lying down to chew their cud. They were all Payne cattle. He could tell because they were underweight by his standards.
     “They’re sure on the puny side,” he said, swinging his gaze back to the men and zeroing in on Johnson. He figured that Jeb Johnson was the ringleader and Russell Baines followed along like a faithful hound. “Long way from bringing top dollar at market.”
     “We’ll get them fattened up by market time,” Eller said, all puffed up with confidence he sure as hell hadn’t earned.
     “We will, huh? That’s good to hear. I’ll hold you to that, Eller. If they’re not, maybe you’d be so kind as to let me dock your pay.”
     Eller grinned. “I ain’t that kind, cousin.”
     “Didn’t think so.”
     “But we will get these cattle up to a decent weight.” Eller gave him a wink.
     Callum switched his attention to Johnson again. “Any of you know what happened to the heifer that birthed the calf we found this morning?”
     They all exchanged befuddled glances, shaking their heads.
     “I’ve looked for her off and on all morning,” Hollis said. “I found a trail, but it got washed out.”
     “Over that rise, out by the Pitchfork foothills?” Callum asked, and Hollis nodded. “I saw that, too. Did you notice that it was the tracks of more than one cow?”
     “Yep. Looked like maybe three or four.”
     Callum nodded, all the while keeping his gaze shifting from Johnson to Baines and back to Johnson. “Mama cows with newborns don’t wander off with a couple of other heifers and leave their calves behind them.”
     “Maybe a coyote was after her,” Baines said.
     “No coyote tracks. Just cattle and horses.”
     “Horses?” Hollis echoed with a scowl.
     “They were mostly rubbed out by someone trailing a branch, making them hard to see. I had to get down off my horse and look real close to find a few of them.”
     “Well, hell.” Eller crossed his wrists on his saddle horn. “I don’t like the sound of that, cousin.”
     “Only one conclusion to make from it,” Callum said, staring hard at Johnson and watching the sweat bead on the man’s forehead under his hat’s brim and dampen his droopy black mustache. “We have some cattle thieves in our ranks.” From his periphery vision, he saw Hollis and Eller glance at each other and then direct their attention to Johnson and Baines.
     “I’ve heard about Yanks roaming in these parts and stealing cattle,” Baines piped up, his dark eyes widening.
     “I’ve heard that, too, but I don’t have any Yanks on my payroll.” Callum squinted one eye, taking a sharper bead on Johnson. “You took the Payne’s market money last season, didn’t you?”
     “No!” Baines blurted, his eyes growing even bigger, bugging out even.
     “We was robbed,” Johnson said, quietly, his face tightening.
     “Yeah, I heard that story.” Callum rested his hand on the butt of his gun. “Since then Payne cattle have gone missing every few weeks – a few here and a few there. I reckon you’re in cahoots with another rancher or just hiding the stolen cattle in the brush land by the river. Letting them get fat before you drive them to market. Of course, you plan to hightail it from here before then.”
     “You surely ain’t accusing us of stealing,” Johnson snarled.
     “No.” Callum leaned closer. “I’m calling you thieving sonsofbitches outright and to your cowardly faces. Men are hung for what you’ve done, but I don’t have the time to catch you at your thieving and turn you over to the sheriff to be hanged. So, I’m telling you to get the hell off this land and don’t ever show yourselves to me again or I’ll put a bullet in your brain pans and not lose a wink’s sleep over it.” He stared hard at Baines and then at Johnson. “Either one of you doubt me? Say so now and I’ll demonstrate on one of you.” He tightened the ivory grip on his revolver and pulled it ever so slowly from the holster.
     He could see that he’d made an instant believer out of Baines, but it took Johnson a few seconds.
     “You’re plumb loco!” Baines said. “You can’t just shoot a man and get away with it.”
     “I don’t see anyone who would say that what I do or don’t do isn’t right and proper.” He glanced at Hollis and Eller. Hollis looked off to the horizon and Eller gave a shrug and another grin.
     Johnson stared at him before the blood slowly seeped from his face until he was pasty white. He looked away from Callum’s steady gaze and stared at Eller.
     “You got anything to say about this, Hawkins?” Johnson asked.
     Eller’s brows shot up. “Seems that Cal’s doing all the talking here. I’m just a bystander.”
     Johnson glowered at him for a moment and then spit at the ground near Eller’s horse. “We don’t stay where we ain’t wanted. Where do we pick up our pay?”
     Callum had to smirk at that. “You can pick it up in cow dung on your way off the ranch.”
     Johnson’s head angled back as if he’d been socked. “You’ve made an enemy, Latimer.” He reined his horse around and gave it his spurs. Baines was right behind him, his copper colored mustang throwing up dirt clods.

Guest Post

Places, Everyone!
How Setting Can Affect Characters and Readers
By Deborah Camp, author of Solitary Horseman

(Abridged; first published on the author's website)

When I’m dreaming up a novel – especially an historical one – the place where my characters will live and interact is almost a character within itself. I have used real places and places I’ve invented. Either way, research and attention to detail is involved.
      While I don’t like to spend paragraph upon paragraph describing a street, a house, or land and other terrain, it’s imperative that I set the scene so that my readers get a sense of “place,” “time,” and “season.” The year and/or era that something happens in a novel should dictate how characters view the world and their circumstances.
      Solitary Horseman is set in Texas a few years after the Civil War. To give you an idea of a novelist’s “groundwork” when it comes to setting and time, I have spent at several days reading about Texas after the war ended. I wanted to become familiar with the different factions and feelings swirling in the area because it was a time of upheaval and fractured alliances. It was also a period of extreme hatred for many people. The Confederacy had lost the war and most Southerners were bitter and experiencing a sense of denial, much as one would after a death, for the country they had known was gone. Many of them were simply refusing to give it a proper burial. I could have spent more time researching, but a novelist has to know when to put aside the planning and begin the actual writing.
      Through my research of “place” and “time,” I found different motivations for characters. The Civil War affected everyone – but in vastly different ways. The struggles they faced following the war were almost as traumatic as the war itself. As I created my character studies and profiles, I put myself in their shoes so that I could see the world from their perspective.
      The look of a place requires pages and pages of notes. For historical settings, I do extensive research about the typography and the history of the towns and cities I’m using in the book. Writing about actual places can be tricky. For instance, one doesn’t want to mention a hotel in the winter of 1876 in St. Louis that burned down in the spring that year. And don’t think readers won’t notice. Someone always does!
      The balancing act is to tell enough about a setting to allow readers to snuggle into it, but not so much that they start skipping paragraphs to “get back to the good part” of the book. I like to dribble it in. It’s always better if the point-of-view character is experiencing the setting and interacting with it.
      Where your characters are, why they’re there, and what they think of it adds depth to a novel. Too much of it and your readers get bogged down, but give them too little and they feel displaced and rootless. As it is so often with writing, finding the balance is the challenge and the reward.

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About the Author

Author of more than 45 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. She worked for a few years as a reporter for newspapers before becoming a freelance writer. Deborah's first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild.

Lover of the west and the people who tried to tame it, Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women and the men who are their equals. She grew up on a diet of TV westerns which have served her well. Since she appreciates men with devilish twinkles in their eyes, she likes to mix laughter in with the love scenes in her books. Also widely published in non-fiction, she writes and edits for a magazine focused on small businesses. Deborah taught fiction writing for more than 10 years at a community college. She is currently working on her next historical romance set in the wild, wonderful west.

Her books have been re-issued on Amazon for Kindle Direct and have attracted tens of thousands of new fans.

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6 comments:

  1. I always forget about setting, but it can really make a difference!

    --Trix

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  2. Thank you for featuring my book on your wonderful blog. This is a very comprehensive listing and I appreciate it. I hope everyone enjoys reading Solitary Horseman and good luck in the raffle.

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  3. Really great post, I enjoyed reading it! Sounds like a book I'll enjoy :)

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  4. I enjoyed reading your guest post. I enjoy all behind the scenes info at how a writer weaves their story! Thank you and have a great weekend! :)

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  5. The book sounds very intriguing, looking forward to reading it!

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