Karen: Elizabeth Clements tale in the Hot Western Nights anthology is Diamond Jack's Angel. We're here today to go behind the scenes and find out a bit more about the author. Elizabeth, share with us a talent that most don't know about you.
Elizabeth: I would say gardening. I’m not a great gardener like my mom was, but I love flowers and love to see the bees and butterflies flitting from blossom to blossom and the birds fly to the fountain for a sip or a dip.
Karen: What are you working on now?
Elizabeth: Thank you for asking. I’m doing the final proofread of the third book of my trilogy, Beneath A Desperado Moon. All three books are set in the area of the Cypress Hills, but this one moves south into northern Montana to an outlaw hideout in the Porcupine Hills.
Karen: Have you ever been to a Ghost Town? If so, tell the readers your experience there. If not, where would you like to visit and why?
Elizabeth: I’ve never been to a ghost town. They’re hard to find in my area, but I would love to travel down through the western states and visit a few in Utah and Colorado and Wyoming., which was part of Butch Cassidy’s Outlaw Trail that spanned from Canada down to New Mexico.
Karen: That would be really interesting. Maybe one day you'll tell us all about it. Now, let's find out where the readers can find you on the internet.
Elizabeth: I am on Facebook and have author pages on Amazon and Goodreads where my books have been reviewed. I’d love for you to visit my website that my son designed for me. All the beautiful photographs (with the exception of the covers) were taken by Nick Clements when we took a day trip to the Cypress Hills and Fort Walsh. Only a fraction of the 600-plus photos are featured on my website.
Karen: Elizabeth, thank you so much for stopping by today. Readers, feel free to leave a comment or ask Elizabeth a question. She'd love to hear from you.
About Diamond Jack's Angel
Angela Summers has cared for her grandfather in the mining camp for several years. But when danger strikes, saloon owner Jack Williams vows to protect the woman he loves in DIAMOND JACK’S ANGEL. Enjoy a Snippet:
Jack Williams rode up the mountain trail to pick up his shirts. He could have had them done at the laundry in town, but he liked to give Angela a little help. He snorted. Who am I kidding? I just like seeing her. Too bad she doesn’t feel the same. Angela had made it quite clear she disapproved of him when, more than once, she had come into town to look for her grandfather in the saloons.
Coming up through the trees, Jack saw a woman and a dog standing at the edge of the clearing. No other women lived here, but he’d recognize Angela’s shape anywhere. She was the only female in Brookstown who wore her golden hair in a braided crown on her head, just like a princess would wear a tiara. Just once, he’d love to see her hair flowing around her shoulders.
“It’s me—Jack,” he called, so she would know it was a friend approaching. At least he hoped she saw him as a friend. Jack dismounted and came to her. The top of her head barely reached his shoulder. She chewed at her lower lip, her blue eyes dark with worry.
He touched her arm. “What’s wrong?”
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Elizabeth Clements resides deep in cowboy country in western Canada with her husband who is her real-life hero. She admits she’s an incurable romantic and thus her sensual stories always focus on romance, whether her heroines drive a buggy or a convertible. Elizabeth is often inspired by her surroundings, or a photograph, or a song and the thought—what if— begins a delicious new journey into romance.
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Elizabeth, thank you so much for stopping by today. I love the imagery you gave us of your garden. Sounds beautiful and relaxing. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for having me here, Karen. I've always been an outdoors girl. Even on the farm I'd rather mow the grass or lug water from the creek for the plants than dust the furniture, etc. Thankfully, some of my mom's green thumb rubbed off on me because I love sitting in the gazebo to read or edit or simply enjoy the serenity around me.
DeleteI can't grow anything, but admire those who can. Like you, I enjoy the beauty of nature in gardens. That love of nature shows in your writing also.
ReplyDeleteQuick question; why move your third story south? It sounds like an intriguing storyline. Doris
Thanks, Doris. I love the setting for my story. For those who think the prairies are just that, a lot of grass, the Cypress Hills comes as a delightful surprise. As for moving the third book into Montana, I'm still struggling with that because I've always been able to visit the settings for all my books. I've never been to the Porcupine Hills south of Havre, but my research indicates the wilder part of those hills was prime hiding for outlaws. Perhaps I'll have to reconsider before I do my final proofread . Thanks for stopping by, Doris.
DeleteI wish I could garden. But alas...it's not to be! LOL My parents were both wonderful at it and both my sisters, but I didn't get the "gene" I guess. So glad to have you with is in the HOT WESTERN NIGHTS anthology, Elizabeth! I loved Diamond Jack's Angel!
ReplyDeleteThat's okay if gardening isn't your thing, Cheryl, because you more than make up for it by being a wonderful writer and editor and thus create reading enjoyment for a lot of people. I'm delighted to have my novella in this anthology. Thank you for including my story.
DeleteGreat interview, Elizabeth! I love gardening too.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Christine. I think gardening is great for us writers who are always at the keyboard. Gardening, or simply enjoying nature is a nice change from sitting. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteMy idea of gardening is just letting things be. The result is a deep, dark forest instead of a garden. But there are so many butterflies and bees wherever the sun shines through, and millions of birds. I take pleasure in them, just like you do. Perhaps they were also in that clearing where Angela lived with her grandfather.
ReplyDeleteThat's what I had to reconcile myself with this spring....let it be, no gardening because of my eye surgery. But the perennials understood and poked up through the ground and are blooming, as are the roses. Of course the quack grass is growing far too energetically, too, but for now I have to ignore it. I like your idea about the butterflies flitting about in that clearing...I know they were. Thanks for popping by.
ReplyDeleteI knew you loved gardening. I'm glad you have bees in your because I worry about those little critters.
ReplyDeleteIt's always fun getting the perspective of a Canadian. I would love it if you would write stories involving the Canadian Mounted Police.
I want to wish you all the best with Diamond Jack's Angel. BTW, Jack is my favorite name and yet, I have not written a hero with that name in any of my stories.
All the best...