As you know if you follow my blog, I always have several projects on my computer in various stages of completion. One of the things I've been working on is a new historical. This story has been brewing in my brain for quite some time. It's set in Colorado, in 1890, and begins when the main character, Annabelle Plain, leaves Boston to move to a ranch and marry Shane Farrow, a man she's never met. Shane, it turns out, has a brother named Tucker and...well, I'm not going to give it all away. The working title of the novel is The Stars all have Names.
Here's a peek, still raw and unedited--Annabelle has walked ten miles from the town to the ranch:
She hadn't taken her eyes from him. “I came back,” she said softly. “I got caught in the rain.” They continued staring at each other for another silent minute and then she, maybe realizing she hadn't told the why of it, said, “I want to get married today. I've made up my mind, so I think we should do it right away.”
The words that skated over Shane’s brain were “get it over with.” She stood there resolved, like someone who had been sentenced to hanging and wanted to get the gallows done with.
He shook the thought away. “You got caught in the rain? Where’s your carriage?”
“I walked.”
This made Tucker sputter. It must have been news to him, too. “From town?”
“I made a decision. To get on with my life. And I don’t much care for Mrs. Dinsmore.”
Tuck let go a laugh and Shane, too astounded to share his brother’s mirth, looked her over again and shook his head. She blushed. “I didn't expect it would start to rain,” she said.
Here's a peek, still raw and unedited--Annabelle has walked ten miles from the town to the ranch:
She hadn't taken her eyes from him. “I came back,” she said softly. “I got caught in the rain.” They continued staring at each other for another silent minute and then she, maybe realizing she hadn't told the why of it, said, “I want to get married today. I've made up my mind, so I think we should do it right away.”
The words that skated over Shane’s brain were “get it over with.” She stood there resolved, like someone who had been sentenced to hanging and wanted to get the gallows done with.
He shook the thought away. “You got caught in the rain? Where’s your carriage?”
“I walked.”
This made Tucker sputter. It must have been news to him, too. “From town?”
“I made a decision. To get on with my life. And I don’t much care for Mrs. Dinsmore.”
Tuck let go a laugh and Shane, too astounded to share his brother’s mirth, looked her over again and shook his head. She blushed. “I didn't expect it would start to rain,” she said.
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