![]() But Robert, Luke and Noah wouldn’t let me alone. He liked them a lot, but thought they weren’t right for the line I was writing for then. When I wrote about Robert, Luke and Noah some years ago, they were, my then editor said, Died-with-their-boots-on cowboys, by which he meant rugged, realistic, down to earth cowboys who didn’t own multi-national corporations on the side. I’ve written seventy books now-and there’s a bit of that cowboy in every one of my heroes-even if they are CEOs or architects or beach volleyball players or former rock stars.īut there’s more than a little cowboy in each of the Tanner brothers. ![]() I snapped him right up (though he still thinks it was the other way around). A number of years ago now, I met one in a university library. The memory stayed with me as the yardstick against which I measured the men in my life. He was everything I wanted in a hero-honorable, tough, competent, generous, and he made my heart beat faster before I even knew why it was doing that. It was a case of imprinting, I think-like a duck. He was tall (to a five-year-old 5’9" is tall!), dark and handsome. It was, you will not be surprised to learn, with a cowboy. When I was five, I fell in love for the first time. ![]() ![]() ![]() Keep Up with your Favorite Authors and their New Releasesįor the latest news from Tule Publishing authors, sign up for our newsletter here or check out our website at ![]()
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