Christmas is Almost Here!

Christmas is on the way and I’m all shopped, wrapped and decorated! Woke up to snow yesterday – a nice surprise for the holidays, but I don’t mind if it goes away after New Year’s. (wishful thinking for a Michigander!) Meantime, I remembered something about the blog I posted about how I love westerns and cowboys and realized I left out Tom Selleck and the movie QUIGLEY DOWN UNDER. I cannot get enough of that movie or the man. He personifies the perfect hero/cowboy in that movie, and I love the now-famous comment – “this ain’t Dodge City, and you ain’t Wyatt Earp.” The other actor I left out is Sam Elliot. What a voice! Just hearing that low drawl makes you think “cowboy.”

Hey, if you want to watch a good TV western, don’t miss HELL ON WHEELS Sunday nights on AMC. This is my kind of western! I like it so much that I have every episode down-loaded to my Kindle Fire so I never miss one and so I can watch them over and over! And with westerns coming back to TV, this couldn’t be a better time to re-introduce readers to Rosanne Bittner western historical novels, so I’m happy to see WILDEST DREAMS already available at Amazon.com for pre-orders! Watch for THUNDER ON THE PLAINS in July … and a little birdie told me you will soon be able to order all my SAVAGE DESTINY books as e-books through Amazon. Keep checking!

I will soon be holding a Virtual Valentine’s Day party! Watch this blog and my website for news about how you can join me and win a dozen roses and a free print copy of WILDEST DREAMS! 


And speaking of WILDEST DREAMS, please click the cover below to read the FIRST CHAPTER of WILDEST DREAMS:


Here’s to Happy Holidays to all my readers! 
 

Getting Up-To-Speed

There was a time when I moaned and groaned about the changes in publishing to e-books. I hated the internet (sorry, but I still don’t like “visiting” on-line – I don’t often post to Facebook or Twitter) – hated the idea of reading a book on a screen rather than holding it in my hand – didn’t understand blogging and all that “stuff.”

Well, here I am with a Facebook Personal and Fan page – a Blog – I’m on Twitter – I have a web site – and of course e-mail. My last hold-out … e-books and a Kindle reader. Well, I got to liking Facebook – great way to advertise my books to the entire world. I learned to like blogging for the same reason, and it’s a good way to help other writers with my (sage??) advice. After all, I’ve been writing for 30 years and have 57 published novels, so I must know something about this business!
 

Now comes e-books. I broke down and purchased the new Kindle Fire. WOW!! I’m a “downloading” freak! Who knew there were so many FREE books??? Let alone the convenience of reading other books whenever I want without having to haul them around with me – and of course I get to download my own books just for the fun of it! Two of my older books will be reissued through Sourcebooks.com (and can also be purchased through Amazon.com) in 2012 as e-books and will also be available in print. WILDEST DREAMS in February 2012 and THUNDER ON THE PLAINS in July 2012. I am, of course, advertising these all over the place, thanks to the Internet, so I hope those of you who are just discovering Rosanne Bittner will purchase these reprints – great new covers, and you can put them on your Kindle!

Back to e-books – I am learning to really enjoy my Kindle! I have also ordered the new AMC western, HELL ON WHEELS, so that each episode is automatically downloaded to my Kindle! How cool is that? I can watch each episode when it’s convenient for me. This is one of the features of owning the Kindle Fire that I really like, because I often miss some of my favorite TV programs. I either forget, or I fall asleep before they come on, or something else is on at the same time. We do have DISH but we don’t have one of those fancy DISH receivers that automatically stores stuff – and besides, this way I can watch my favorite TV shows in another room or while on vacation in Vegas. I don’t have to be home retrieving it from my DISH receiver.


All in all, I am slowly but surely breaking down and learning to like the new technology. I have an I-4 cell phone and now the Kindle – and I will probably purchase a Nook because it looks like some of my older books will also be reissued through Barnes & Noble. Be sure to watch my web site for news about that, and I will also post something on this blog if and when that happens.


Keep your fingers crossed that one or two of my books will catch the eye of someone in La-La Land and will become a new TV western series!! Wouldn’t that be great? If that happens, I’ll be able to download the episodes to my Kindle Fire and watch them whenever I want! What a world we live in! 


HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL!!

A Western “Gold Rush!”

I am busting with excitement! According to an article in the Denver Post this month, TV Westerns will see a big come-back over the next two years, thanks in part to the popularity of HBO’s DEADWOOD series and the remake of TRUE GRIT. I would like to think that the remake of 3:10 TO YUMA a couple of years ago (starring Russell Crow) also had an effect on this resurgence. I loved the 1950’s version of that movie and loved the re-make as well. However, I just don’t think anyone can out-do John Wayne in the original TRUE GRIT. What a man!

Reading the Denver Post article made me want to shout out with joy! They always say – what goes around, comes around (or is it the other way around?) !! Either way, that is so true, and I believe that romance in general is coming back around. I am talking about the good old-fashioned '80’s bodice-rippers but with better writing and better plotting and more realism. The comments in the Post article reflected what I have been saying all along – deep in the hearts of most of us there is always a soft spot for westerns. They actually warm our hearts, revisiting a time when men were men and women didn’t worry about wrinkles and perfect fingernails. Yes, the men were, in general, more chauvinistic, but they were MEN – who for the most part would have died before they even thought about waxing their chests or getting manicures. They didn’t have to go to a gym for six-pack abs. All they had to do was walk behind a plow and toss hay into a loft or cut down trees with an axe. Few wore fancy suits, and none had spiked, gelled hair.

Women stayed in shape scrubbing and sewing and baking and cooking and hauling wood and usually running after a brood of kids. (They needed big families back then to help with farm work, and of course, birth control was a whole different and more difficult matter “back then.”) For the most part men highly respected women and there were such things as manners and honor and dating protocol.

Of course life in the Old West was hard and people didn’t live as long; but neighbors knew and depended on each other. Something as simple as a picnic or a barn building was considered an exciting event, and obeying the law meant something. That can be comforting compared to today’s “anything goes” attitude and the stress of the insecurities we have today. As the Post article points out, stories set in the Old West provide a kind of solace to today’s viewers. In the reading and/or viewing of Westerns, we know that there will be the “good guys” who represent law and order and on whom we can depend to be honest and strong and a nice shoulder to lean on - and there will be the “bad guys” who get their due. However, as in most of my books and other really good westerns, like the stories of Louis L’Amour, no character is written as all good or all bad. As in real life, our characters have to be mostly gray. We have to give some reason for the bad guy to do what he does – and the good guy (and I’m talking about women, too) will usually be presented with a challenge to their honor or might carry a secret that “shades” their perfection and brings them to a life-changing decision.

America’s history is complex and driven by contradictions and change as the west turned from raw, unsettled land to a growth in cities and manufacturing and a surge of “Eastern” civility into the West’s wild and unruly ways. Back then an outlaw could end up a lawman, and visa-versa. There are outlaws like Billy the Kid who actually were protected and respected – and there were lawmen whose lives truly bordered on lawlessness, like Wyatt Earp and his brothers.

Some of the new shows coming so reflect a lot of my books that I was lathering at the bit with hope that maybe these programs will bring attention to my older books all over again, especially since a lot of them are so similar to books I have already written. One of the new shows is called “Hell on Wheels” which is set against the building of the Transcontinental Railroad – just like my book THUNDER ON THE PLAINS. That program is already going to start airing Sunday November 6th at 10:00 p.m. on AMC. I can’t wait! Another program in the works is called “Longmire” and is set in Montana’s Big Sky country, just like my book WILDEST DREAMS. Both of my books mentioned here will be reissued next year in print and as e-books from Sourcebooks! Another new program coming will be set post-Civil War and reflect how that war changed so many lives and changed the West, just like the book I am currently writing, DESPERATE HEARTS.

Another program, “The Frontier” is about a group of people heading west in the 1840’s. I can’t count the number of times I’ve written that theme – my entire SAVAGE DESTINY series began with a wagon train headed west. The Post article claims many of these programs will be written from a woman’s point of view – as are nearly all my books! 

As the article claims, and I’ve been saying for years – THE APPARENT REVIVAL OF THE WESTERN HAS BEEN A LONG TIME COMING! They are calling this a “western gold rush” for TV. Maybe it will also turn into a gold rush for writers who made a name for themselves in the genre, and for new writers who want to get in on something that’s going to be BIG!! My own agent is already talking to a Hollywood rep about giving some of my stories consideration because of the new popularity of westerns. Maybe one of my stories will finally hit the screen – at least a TV screen!

I’m ready, folks! I’m ready!

Musings on My Writing

I am sitting here thinking about all my years of writing, what I’ve been through during all of it, and wondering how in God’s name I managed to write and sell 57 books amid all that was going on in my life.

When I started writing I was 34 years old, and we had bought some property that needed a tremendous amount of work. Our sons were only 8 and 9 years old and very active in school and sports. I worked full time and drove 30 minutes each way to work. I did all the grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, most of the mowing, ran errands, ran a son to the doctor every week (he had allergies and needed shots) – all the things most women are expected to do in spite of having jobs. My husband was (and still is) great, a big supporter of my writing, but he was busy with his own full-time work as well as the tremendous amount of work it took to fix up the property we had purchased. He was constantly cutting down trees, hauling brush, helping paint and fix up two cottages we rented, clearing the property, plowing a half-mile driveway in winter, and so on. Both of us were maxed out … yet I found time to write.

I did what I call “sneak” writing at work. I wrote after dinner at home, amid wrestling boys and a tv only about 5 feet away from me (very small house and no office). I often fell asleep at the typewriter long after hubby and kids were asleep (yes – I used a typewriter the first 4 years before I got a computer). I wrote through my father’s death from cancer, a sister’s death from cancer, the stressful teenage years of my sons, one son’s two failed marriages (third one has stuck), another son’s 10-year battle with cocaine (the darkest, darkest, most dreadful period of my life about which I still can’t talk much) – brain surgery for a non-malignant tumor – another serious surgery for yet another non-malignant tumor near my heart – two broken wrists (at the same time!) – and helping run a family business.

Through all that I attended conferences, did some charity work, have gone through four dogs, now have three very active grandsons and try to keep up with all of them. I have two full file cabinets stuffed with folders labeled “Cattle” – “Ranchers” – “Gold Mining” – “Mountain Men” – “Women of the West” – “The railroad” - and on and on and on. I would read anything and everything I could about the American West, and I took notes – reams and reams of notes. I cut out magazine articles from publications like “Old West” magazine and I would file them according to their subject matter – articles I might be able to use for another story. (I did all this before the internet made research so much easier.) I collected hundreds of research books for my own personal library, and nearly all of them have dog-eared pages and lots of underlining.

I was a writing demon, totally in love with my subject, and half the time when I would arrive at work I couldn’t remember how I got there because in my mind I was out west somewhere writing the next chapter to whatever book I was working on. How I managed to avoid killing myself on the highway, I will never know.

I think back on it all and wonder who that person was. I look at those files and wonder when I managed to find the time to do all that. I look at all those published books and wonder how I ever managed to sit and type approximately 6,000,000 words – actually at least twice that because every book usually ends up getting written twice after proofreading. Add to that edits – and the books I wrote that did not get published – and all the articles I have written for magazines and on and on – and I’ve probably penned a good 10,000,000 words.

I can actually remember just about every hero and heroine I ever wrote about. They were all very real for me, which I think is the #1 key to a good book. I lived with them, I WAS them. I truly think that in another life I was a pioneer, maybe an Indian woman. Something has drawn me to the West and the mountains almost my whole life, yet I’ve spent these 66 years right here in Michigan. Thank God I have been privileged to travel west for the past 30 years or so. My husband and I go there every year – at first just as vacations – now we own a condo in Las Vegas where we live for a couple of months every winter, and we still often take summer trips west.

It has been a long journey. I think it actually began in my teens, when I watched so many westerns on TV and most movies were westerns. I loved them. The first book I read that really got me going on the subject was A LANTERN IN HER HAND by Bess Streeter Aldrich. I cannot even think about that book without crying. What a fabulous story, depicting the loneliness of a woman going with her husband to live on the western plains back when there were no neighbors to visit with, no doctors to help deliver babies – when winters were long and dark and lonely – when women gave up their own personal dreams to support their husbands and children.

The book that truly made me want to write was THE PROUD BREED by Celeste deBlasis. What a love story! It’s a generational saga about the settling of California. The heroine was a high-born Spanish woman – the hero a white American citizen. Fabulous story – great historical story-telling. I recommend both books for anyone who wants to read the “real west.” Then along came Louis L’Amour, and I knew his men were the kind I wanted for my heroes. Usually when turned into movies his men were played by Tom Sellek, Robert DuVall, Sam Elliot and the like. Then there was that famous Clint Eastwood “squint,” and the big, blustery John Wayne. I guess I like writing the Old West because men could be men without worrying about going to jail and being sued for a quick punch to the jaw. There is something about a rugged cowboy standing there tall and lean with a gun on his hip and a cigarette in his mouth that just turns me on. Remember those old Marlborough commercials with Tom Sellek? That’s what started his career.

Well, this turned into quite an article, when all I meant to do was a little musing for a short Facebook entry or a short blog. I’ve never been able to keep it short. I tried short stories once for magazines. Couldn’t do it. Every idea turned into a full novel. I’ve written a couple of anthologies, but every time I finished one I thought about how that could have become a full book. And no matter who my characters were, I hated leaving them at the end of a story, which is why I wrote a 7-book series and have written several trilogies.

I don’t know where it all came from, but the stories poured out of my brain almost faster than I could type. Whenever I would finish a book I would feel beaten up and stomped on. I would literally ache. And then I would turn right around and start another story. For a while I was selling 2 – 5 books a year and making great money. Those days are gone now. Writers don’t earn anywhere near what they are worth, but that’s food for a different “musing.”

For all you other writers out there, don’t give yourselves excuses for not being able to sit down and write at least a little bit every day. There ARE no excuses if you are born to write. You won’t need college or other special training. You just need to love your subject and to be a natural-born story-teller. If you do both those things and make time to write, you will succeed. I wish the best of luck to all of you.

How In Heck Does This Ding-Dang Thing-A-Ma-Jig Work? (A view of the techy world from older eyes.)


Recently, I saw the You Tube video of the grandparents trying to figure out how to use Skype, and it made me realize how much you “young ‘uns” out there (35 and younger) take all such things for granted. Yes, the video was funny, but I don’t think younger people realize how incredibly confusing the internet world can be for older people. In many ways, it’s not a laughing matter. Older people are truly and innocently being forced into a techy world that was unheard of only a few years ago. It’s kind of like speaking two languages. If you are born into a family that speaks two languages, it’s a snap. But when you’re an older person trying to learn a completely new language, it’s intimidating and often very difficult.

Our younger generation was born into the world of the internet. Now there are even computer-like toys that teach infants some of the basics. When older people like myself need to have something “fixed” on our computer or are confused about a certain program we have downloaded (or trying to download) we turn to our kids and even our grandkids to help us out. That can be embarrassing and even a bit humiliating to a perfectly smart, independent, and active older person who hates having to ask for help.

In this particular situation, it’s not like going from horse and buggy to the automobile. The change has taken place much faster than that, and the internet world of Facebook and Twitter and e-mail and texting and web sites and blogs and droids and i-phones that do absolutely everything keeps changing every day! I recently griped on Facebook about that very thing. I am tired of opening Facebook to find out it has changed yet again and now is intruding into my personal “space” to tell me what I should be looking at. Leave me alone, Facebook!! If there is something I want to find, I’ll go find it! Quit trying to get into my head!

Is that next? An apparatus that reads our thoughts? It wouldn’t surprise me. My point here is that younger people have to understand how confusing the “techy” world is to people my age. I am 66 and I’m not stupid. I worked as an executive secretary for years. I do the books for 2 corporations and have my own writing business. I am treasurer for two service organizations. I have had 57 novels published and have won writing awards. I give public speeches and conduct workshops. I feel a good 25 years younger than my age and like to think I look quite a bit younger, too. I have no physical or mental ailments. I’m not some doddering old gray-headed lady who can’t figure out how to open her computer. I’ve been using one for years. I’m on Facebook and Twitter and have a Blog and a Web site and use my e-mail and I have an i-4 Apple cell phone...yadda - yadda - yadda. But I am still a bit daunted by all that is happening with the internet world. I have often thought about how much more daunting it is for older people who are retired and still trying to learn all this stuff. I’ve been pretty much forced into it because of my many different jobs. For the bookkeeping I had to learn how to use Quick Books, and for my writing I have to stay up on all the avenues the internet presents for advertising myself.

I do remember my first computer. I cried and wanted to take it back because I thought I would never figure it out. That was probably 25 years ago! I wanted to go back to my trusty typewriter. It didn’t ask me questions like, “Are you sure you want to delete this?” Gosh, no! Will the computer explode if I do? That thing really intimidated me, and I wasn’t an old lady then! I also remember when my parents bought their first TV – with a screen about one square foot in size and with knobs you fiddled with when the picture kept flipping or the horizontal would get all screwy. You could adjust brightness and of course every time you wanted to change the channel you had to get up and go do it manually. No wonder we didn’t have as much of a weight problem back then. I remember our phone was on a party line – had to wait for a neighbor to get off the phone before we could use it. All phones had cords and manual dials and there was only one phone per household. There was no such thing as 911, and when my mom got sick the doctor came to the house. We didn’t have to take her out. I remember learning to drive on a stick shift. I remember that when we printed something it was on a big drum-like machine with purple ink that you cranked with your hand. I remember the first memory machine at the lawyer’s offices where I worked back in the 70’s – a HUGE contraption that took up half the office! Only one girl knew how to use it and we were in awe of her. That would automatically print out certain legal documents and all she had to do was fill in the blanks, but there were codes to learn and all kinds of hoops to jump through to do it right. I don’t remember what it was called, but it was some early form of a computer and it was big and noisy.

When I watch old black and white movies it really hits me how far we’ve come with telephones and television and airplanes and vehicles. I’m not so sure all of it is good, but in most ways it is. I will always remember my mother (now 90) saying that when they came out with bar codes for scanning prices it was the “work of the devil.” To me the scariest thing about the internet is that, unlike something in print, once you put your words and/or pictures “out there,” it’s there forever. You can never take it back. Anyone can go back and find it at any time. So I try to be careful with my comments on the internet. There is no eraser for texts or e-mails or any of the other forms of internet communication. Some people have learned that the hard way!!

This movement into a new century of communication has come fast and furious and changes every day. That’s not easy for people my age and older. I am still trying to figure out how it all works. How on earth can my text message that I send out amid millions and millions of other text messages get to the recipient, who might be 5000 miles away, in just a couple of seconds? How does that one little message travel through space and land on someone else’s phone that fast? In fact, how can ANYTHING just go into the air and land somewhere? And how did all that information, millions and millions of pages of info. on absolutely anything you want to know about, get into the sites where they are? Who did that, and when? You just go on the internet and type in anything – ANYTHING – and it will bring you zillions of answers. How can all the pages of practically every book ever printed now be found on the internet? Who scanned all that – and when?

I just want younger people to realize how astounding all of this is to older people and not laugh at them. They are NOT STUPID! They are proud and curious and want to enjoy this wonderful new way to communicate; but some of them are still remembering hand-dialed telephones and black and white TV’s and stick shifts. They come from an age when you could explain everything in black and white – an age when men fixed their own engines and women wrote letters by hand. They are accustomed to being able to understand how things work. Texting a message 3000 miles away in two seconds flat just doesn’t make sense to them. I guess you could compare it to teaching young people how to churn butter and milk a cow and make all their own clothes and make all their own meals and baked goods from scratch. It would be hard to learn those things when you’ve never done them before.

I don’t think of myself as old at all. I keep forgetting my age. I was reminded the other day when I was watching TV with my 10-year-old grandson. Someone mentioned a “Hi-fi.” He turned to me and asked “Grandma, what’s a hi-fi?” Boy, did I feel old! And no, I still haven’t learned how to use Skype on my new Dell laptop!

Cowboys and...Well, just Cowboys!

I’ve been watching the promos for the movie “Cowboys vs. Aliens.” Looks fun! Looks like the western town/cowboy part is really well portrayed, although I haven’t seen the movie yet. I can’t wait! I am hoping this movie will stir a renewed interest in the genre - more movies and books about America’s “Old West.” I am also furious with myself for not coming up with this idea for a book of my own – a modern-day twist to the theme and time period I love writing about – cowboys and the American West of the 1800’s.


No matter how you look at it, cowboys have always been popular. You can barely count the number of western movies that have been produced over the last 50 years, the biggest share of them in the 1950’s and 60’s. Lately, remakes of famous old standards like TRUE GRIT and 3:10 TO YUMA, have done well. Then there are the famous “big screen” favorites like DANCES WITH WOLVES and HOW THE WEST WAS WON – and of course there are the unforgettable Clint Eastwood “shooters.” My favorites are THE GUNS OF JOSIE WALES, PALE RIDER and TWO MULES FOR SISTER SARAH. Then there is the name known world wide for his western films – John Wayne. Actually, my favorite John Wayne movie is THE SHOOTIST – his very last film. It’s so touching to know that was the last movie he made before he died from cancer, when in the movie he was an old gunfighter – also dying from cancer. In the movie he went out of this life in the way only an old gunfighter should go – he “went down shooting.” I, of course, cried my eyes out.

TV got into the act during the popularity of the mini-series with LONESOME DOVE and CENTENNIAL. And of course few people are unfamiliar with the numerous TV half-hour and hour-long westerns like HAVE GUN/WILL TRAVEL and GUNSMOKE, the most famous of them all. I sure hated to read about the passing of James Arness, but he will live on forever in the form of Marshal Matt Dillon.

As far as books, few authors helped keep the genre alive like Will Henry and Louis L’Amour did. Dee Brown did a fabulous job of enlightening readers to the truth about the gradual demise of the American Indian way of life in his book BURY MY HEART AT WOUNDED KNEE.

There is something about the American western frontier that fascinates, something about those pioneers that makes us proud and makes us want to keep the “right to bear arms.” We are even fascinated and in a strange way “proud” of our infamous outlaws, like Jesse James and Butch Cassidy. Even more fascinating is that there was a very fine line back then between outlaw and lawman. There were those who couldn’t say which Wyatt Earp and his brothers were … good? Or bad? How many books have you read, or movies have you watched, in which the “bad guy” was really good at heart?

Ah, yes, the American cowboy … restless, wild, roving, hard-drinking, ready for a fist fight, quick with a gun, tough, brave, rough looking yet handsome – even those who weren’t all that good looking were handsome in their own way when they wore those great hats and smoked that cheroot and stood their ground. I think the western hero has remained popular because we all identify with some part of their personality … perhaps we all daydream that we could be that rugged, that brave, that quick with a gun, that much in charge of our lives and ultimately that “free” to be whoever we want to be … that much “in control” of our own destinies and “unchained” from rules and responsibilities.

I truly believe there is a little bit of “cowboy” in all of us … and so I will keep writing books about men like that and the equally brave and tough women it took to keep up with them … or tame them … whichever they were brave enough to try. I love the American West, the American cowboy, and the American dreams they represented. It was an era when there were still frontiers to conquer, still places where man had never stepped, still gold and silver and oil to be found, still free land as long as you were willing to homestead that land, still endless horizons with no skyscrapers or smokestacks to mar the landscape. It’s the “cowboy” in Americans that makes them dare to try new ventures, dare to leave the familiar and take a new job or start their own business or move to a completely new area of the country. There is a little bit of “cowboy” in our armed forces, in that devil-may-care attitude of our veterans who fought world wars, in those who dared travel into space, in a boxer, a football player, a race car driver, even a reckless investor who risks it all on a hunch. It’s the American spirit, and a whole lot of that spirit can be identified as the “cowboy” in us. If you have a dream, if there is something you want to try but have put it off, if you want to stand up for yourself but are afraid to, if you have a good idea but haven’t put it out there into the real world, you need to “cowboy up!” Think like a cowboy, and you might be surprised where it can take you! I hope to keep that kind of spirit alive in my writing … and even though I’m told western history isn’t popular right now, I intend to “cowboy up” and keep writing what I love, because what goes around, comes around. Cowboys have always been a favorite, and although that genre isn’t the most popular right now, it will come back, and I’ll be ready!

HISTORY MYSTERIES (And Reasons Why History Is So Interesting)

The following came from an old e-mail I received from someone named Mary Murphy 9 years ago.  I have no idea where she got the information, but I printed it off and saved it and I often use it to read to young people when I speak at a schools.  They always get a kick out of it, and it helps them appreciate history.  Following are some very interesting and "oh my gosh" real facts from history – and a demonstration of the ways in which - in today's ultra-modern world – we continue to be affected by the past. 

Did you know that the way they lived in ancient Rome still has a profound affect on us today?  I am not talking about the fact that a good share of our language is derived from Latin.  I am talking about today's railroad tracks.  Yes, railroad tracks – and their width – which has not changed since the Romans conquered half the world and used chariots to get them where they were going!

Today's standard railroad gauge (the distance between the two rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches.  What an odd number, but it is used because that's the way they built railroads in England, and English expatriates built the U.S. railroads.

Why did the English use that gauge?  Because before the railroad, tramways were built using that same gauge.  Why did they use that gauge for tramways?  Because those who built tramways used the same jigs and tools and measurements that were used to build wagons, and wagon wheels were spaced 4 feet, 8.5 inches apart.  If wagon wheels were spaced any differently, they would break apart on the roads because that was the width of the ruts in the old dirt roads. 

And why were the ruts in the roads that width?  Because originally the road ruts  in England and in most of Europe and Africa and even parts of Asia were worn into the ground by Roman chariots, and  the wheels of those chariots were 4 feet, 8.5 inches apart.   And why were they this width?  Because the chariots were built just wide enough to accommodate the back ends of two war horses!!

Soooo ... The U.S. standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot!  But that's not all, folks.  Here is an ironic twist!!  When sitting on the launch pad, a space shuttle has two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank.  These "solid rocket boosters" (called SRB's) are made by Thiokol at a factory in Utah.  The engineers who designed them wanted to make them a bit fatter, but the SRB's had to be shipped by train from Utah to the launch site.  The railroad line runs through tunnels in the Rocky Mountains, and if the SRB's were any fatter, they couldn't get through the tunnels, which are only slightly wider than the railroad tracks, which you now know are only wide enough to fit two horse's behinds.  So a major space shuttle design feature of what is the world's most advanced transportation system was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's ass!!!   And you thought being a Horse's Ass was not important!

Yes, history can be surprisingly interesting!  Save this, dear readers, and read it to your children or grandchildren when they ask why they have to bother learning history.  It helps them understand that history can be fun!  Following are some very interesting facts that come from a writer named Pricilla A. Maine, who sent me this in an e-mail also in 2002.  I would first like to quote something she wrote that perfectly fits the reason I write western historicals ...

"My great-grandmothers came west with a wagon load of dreams.  They birthed and buried their infants alone, plowed fields, outlived husbands, survived dust bowls and the Great Depression.  It is their hardships, tragedies, and triumphs that inspire my writing."

Following are some wonderfully interesting facts in Priscilla's e-mail:

The reason June is a popular month for weddings is because in the early days most people took their "yearly" baths in May, when it was getting warm and they couldn't stand how they smelled after the long cold winter.  These baths didn't always get rid of all the smell, so brides carried bouquets to help hide the body odor!  And because water was not always handy, in areas where it was scarce the man of the house came first.  He got the nice, clean water.  Then came the sons, and finally the women and children, who all used the same water!  Because children were last, we are left with the term,  "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water!"

Ever hear someone say, "It's raining cats and dogs?"  Well, in the old days many houses had a thatch roof (thick straw piled high).  Because in winter it was warm there, small animals would sometimes climb up onto the roof to burrow in.  When it rained these roofs sometimes became slippery ... and well, you can figure out the rest.  Of course, there wasn't anything to keep bugs and such from falling into the house either, so women would hang sheets on a four-poster bed to keep rodents and insects from falling onto the bed.  And thus we have the "canopy bed."

The floors in these houses were, of course, dirt.  Only the wealthy had wood floors – thus the term "dirt poor."  See?  Didn't I tell you history can be interesting?  And sometimes the wood (slat) floors of the wealthier people would get slippery in winter, so they would spread straw on the floor to help keep from slipping.  As they kept adding fresh straw, it would sometimes build up enough that when the door was opened some of it would get pushed outside.  They therefore built wooden barriers across the bottom of the doorway – and thus we have "thresh holds."

In the old days families were big (often extended families lived together) and thus they were  always eating.  Because of this a woman of middle-income or poor families would keep a large kettle hanging over the fire always filled with something to eat.  As people ate from the kettle, the woman would continue adding a little water and salt and fat keep throwing in leftovers and pretty much anything someone might bring home from the fields or woods (and if they were lucky, a little meat).  Every morning the woman would re-light the fire, and the "stew" in the pot would be eaten for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  This might go on for days – thus the term – "Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."

Isn't this fun?  Families who could afford pork considered themselves quite special, and when visitors came, the often hung up their bacon to show off!  And so it was considered a sign of wealth when a man could "bring home the bacon."  Sometimes the woman would cut off a sliver of bacon to share with guests and they would sit around and "chew the fat."

Want to know why for about 400 years tomatoes were considered poisonous?  Well in the old days most plates were made of pewter.  The lead in the pewter would leach into foods with a high acid content, which of course they did not know.  When people ate them, they would contract lead poisoning and many died from it. 

Want to know where the term "trench mouth" came from?  Well, those who did not use pewter plates often used bowls called "trenchers."  These trenchers were usually made of wood, but sometimes they were made from stale bread that was so old and hard it could be used to eat from.  Of course, eventually worms and mold got into the old bread, and sometimes even into wooden bowls, since they were usually just wiped out and almost never washed.  When this happened, people would get sores in their mouths and other diseases ... thus the term "trench mouth."  Don't you wonder sometimes how ANYONE lived to get older and produce more children back in those days?

And then there is the term "upper crust."  That comes from the fact that often when a woman baked her bread, she gave the bottom (hardest, sometimes burned part of the bread) to the help.  The family got the middle.  Guests were always served only the top of the bread – thus, "upper crust."

And did you know that ale and whiskey were usually served in lead cups?  If a man was a heavy drinker, the combination of the alcohol and of course – more lead – would sometimes knock him out so deeply that he seemed to be dead.  But because people realized he'd had too much to drink and might NOT be dead, they would lay him out on a table and wait a couple of days to see if he might wake up.  Thus, they held a "wake." 

And in old England, where room to bury people was scarce, graves were often dug up and the bones taken to a "bone house" so the grave could be re-used for someone else.  The horrifying part is that in many instances when they dug up the old coffins, they would find scratch marks inside the lids!!  Thus, they began looping string around a dead person's wrist, pull it through a hole in the coffin and attach a bell to it, so that if a person "woke up" they could pull the string and alert those "above" that they were still alive!  Thus, they would be "saved by the bell" and were considered "dead ringers."  And people were hired to sit in graveyards at night and listen for those bells, which is why night workers work the "graveyard" shift!!!

Read this to your kids and then tell them "and you thought history was boring!"

A Sad Loss

Recently we lost an icon of TV westerns - James Arness, better known as Matt Dillon of the longest-running TV western ever – GUNSMOKE.

I was very saddened to hear this, partly because Matt Dillon was my hero in my teens, and also because there are so few TV heroes left – actually, none that I can think of. TV sets no good examples of a strong line between "good" and "bad" any more. The old westerns did that. Cheesy sometimes, but kids understood that if you did something "bad" you had to pay for it. Respect, honor, manners – very little of any of that on TV any more.

GUNSMOKE survived as long as it did because it had several characters with whom one could identify and empathize – like Doc Adams, Chester Good, Festus, and Matt Dillon's long-time "girlfriend" Kitty. The only western hero left as far as I can see is Clint Eastwood. When he is gone it will be a HUGE loss for quality movies as well as another icon of western movies and also TV (remember Rowdy Yates of RAWHIDE?).

I always wanted to be able to meet James Arness, but now that will never happen. But he remains "alive" to me through continued re-runs of GUNSMOKE, which I watch every evening.

Please...Just WRITE!!!

I have to admit I felt a bit daunted recently when I listened to a conference speaker's predictions for all the changes that are (and will continue to be) taking place in the publishing world.  I don't know about the rest of you, but at 66 years old and as busy as I am, I'm not about to take time out to take a course in media print/advertising and spend hours delving into the ins and outs of today's internet offerings.  I know such knowledge is important to writing today, but we all have enough things going on in our personal lives to stress about.  I don't intend to add my lack of techy expertise to the long list of other things that keep me awake at night.

I fully understand that changes are taking place and that publishing will likely progress even further and in even more complicated ways into the internet's infinite future.  However, one thing kept going through my mind as I listened to all the mind-boggling twitter, Facebook, blogging, rain-running-down-the-computer-screen, music-in-the-background, e-book, Kindle, Nook, i-Pad mumbo-jumbo         ...

HOW ABOUT JUST WRITING A DAMN GOOD STORY FIRST?

I think we writers need to focus more on that than how in heck we'll market our books once they are published.  The key is to first GET published, and that remains the primary purpose of MMRWA.  Yes, I know we were told that there are numbers/marketing gurus out there now who don't give a darn how good our stories are.  But, my fellow writers, that can only go so far.  The reading public will spend their money on pure junk for only so long.  The demand for really good stories is still out there, and it will grow.

It all still comes down to the right editor at the right time seeing the right story.  I guarantee that if you have written a really wonderful novel, if you make an editor laugh or cry, if you hand in a book that the editor can't put down – he or she will find a way to climb over the numbers chief and get that book published.  As the author, you might have to settle for a trade-off – maybe an extra low advance and not much marketing on the part of the publisher – but at least you will be published and on the e-book shelves or the "in print" shelves.

I think we need to step back and take a deep breath.  Shake all the internet highways out of your thoughts.  Stop wondering and worrying about advances and how you will advertise and don't even worry about what the latest genre trend is now or the one soon to come.  We need instead to first get away from the computer, cell phone, i-Pad, blah-blah-blah all together and just go sit outside.  Find a nice park somewhere – or if you live in the country and have acreage, go out onto your own land and just sit.  Don't take your computer or i-Pad.  Take a pad of real paper, a pen or pencil, and just let your mind wander.  Think about your story, your characters, your setting, your plot.  What do you really want to do with your story?  What is its purpose? Are you writing from the heart?  Are you writing a subject matter that you truly love – writing for yourself rather than the market?  And don't forget the importance of the age-old key to good stories -  goal/motivation/character development.  Close your eyes and put yourself into the shoes of your characters.  BE your characters.  It will be a tremendous help when it comes to how they speak, react, feel, believe, move, love or hate.  It will help you bring your characters alive, make them real people with whom your readers can easily identify and empathize. 

In all my books I have "been" the heroine.  I've had over 50 affairs in the past 30 years, because I fall totally in love with every one of my heroes.  Don't ever ask me who my favorite hero is, because I've loved them all.  In the couple of books in which my hero died (yes, I've done that), I've balled my eyes out.  I even had my husband crying once.  He went into the bedroom and shut the door because he knew what was coming.  Ladies, if you knew my husband, you'd know what a monumental accomplishment that is!

Have any of you seen the commercial where the mom gets into her new van and locks herself inside for her own little "retreat" from the craziness of family life?  I've done that – often.  And whether it was getting stuck in a certain part of my story, or just needing to rev up my own writing juices, I can't tell you the number of times I have solved a writing problem by putting everything down, getting into my car with a pad of paper and a pen, and just going to sit and think someplace where I am completely alone. 

I worry that younger people don't realize how motivating and helpful it can be to stop all the texting and e-mailing and Facebook'ing once in a while.  To all you younger, newer writers – stop once in a while and just "listen" to your own thoughts.  Be honest with yourself about your writing – why you write – what you write – what your heart is telling you.  Listen to the silence.  Play some mood music.  Dream about your story, because in the end, you can be the cleverest person who ever sat in front of a computer and advertised/promoted your books on-line, through every possible venue out there ... but if you aren't creating a good story, and telling it well, then all the advertising and fancy marketing in the world isn't going to help you sell a lot of books.  Even if you do sell a zillion copies of that first book, if you disappoint your readers (who thought, because of your fabulous marketing, that your book must be the greatest story ever written), they aren't going to buy your NEXT book.

Always keep that in mind – not just the story you are working on now, but also your NEXT book.  Editors like to know you're good for more than just one good story.  When you get into publishing, you'd better be in it for the long haul.  I personally have never bought ANY excuse other than dying for not writing.  There is ALWAYS a way.  You can MAKE time if you love your craft enough.  I could easily break away here and talk about how to write through bad health and tragedy and the "business" of life, but that's for a different MIRROR article.  Suffice it to say that where there is a will, there is a way.  You will wade through rejections, multi-editing, and even failed contracts.  You will fall and get up and fall and get up again, so be ready for the life of a writer who intends to write all his or her life because it's as important to you as breathing.

My fellow writers, PLEASE stop fretting over all the changes that are taking place in publishing – stop fretting over whether or not you know how to market your book through the internet – stop spending hours and hours setting up your twitter and web sites and then more hours and hours sitting there tweeting and checking Facebook messages and on and on.  For one thing, I have discovered that you can actually do all that "checking" and "answering" pretty quickly if you just take a quick look once in a while and not allow yourself to fall into the temptation of "chatting" on-line.  Remember that the purpose of on-line marketing is to SELL YOUR BOOK to the reading public, not to tell the world about the latest cute thing your child or your dog just did.  Remember that to get published, you first must write that good story, and THAT is what you should be spending hours and hours doing.  WRITING! 

There are so many avenues out there that you can explore when it comes to advertising your books.  And there are savvy people who actually know what they are doing when it comes to the internet and actually love doing it.  One of them is the president of my RWA writers group, Mid-Michigan Romance Writers.  Her name is Florence Price and you can contact her at My Girl Friday ~ VA or florence_price@sbcglobal.net.  There are a lot of people out there like Florence who can HELP YOU.  You DO NOT need to waste writing time playing with the internet and trying to figure out by yourself how to get started.  Yes, I am on Twitter now – and Facebook.  I have a great web site and now a blog.  But I spent little to no time on any of it.  Florence keeps them all up-dated for me.

  My web site designer is Michelle Crean.  You can contact her at mecrean@crean.com.  All I do is send her new info and she gets it into my web site.  You CAN  find people out there who will do these things for a nominal fee.  The cost is WORTH IT.  You will have more time to spend WRITING, because in the end, SELLING YOUR BOOK TO A PUBLISHER is the first thing you have to do.  And that is how you will make the money you can use to pay someone else to do all the rest for you.

I think it was F. Scott Fitzgerald who said the following when he was asked to speak to a group of writers ... "All of you want to be writers, so go home and write."  And then he left.  At least that's how the story goes.  True or not, it really makes the point.  Yes, workshops and retreats and now the internet are all ways to learn about writing and publishing ... but no university on the face of the earth, no workshop, no conference or retreat, no famous "other" author you might sit and listen to is going to help you get a book published or even teach you how to write the most wonderful book ever.  That only happens when you have a PASSION for writing, a PASSION for your story and your characters, a natural talent for story-telling - and when you put all the other mumbo-jumbo aside and sit down and WRITE.  The rest will happen by itself. 

Good luck to all of you!