Whether it’s a red-headed gentle-man, a rough and tumble man down on his luck, a big-hearted keeper of orphans, or a determined loner who knows how to dodge knives, Mary Connealy knows how to write strong men.
So – when a strong woman meets a strong man emotional explosions are bound to occur…and Mary doesn’t disappoint. Her books are filled with adventure, danger, romantic conflict, and, of course, humor.
She’s also a writing-wildwoman herself. Already this year she had three new books in print and her fourth one is coming out NEXT MONTH. Wrangler in Petticoats comes next, followed by Sharpshooter in Petticoats. Those are a whole lot of petticoats 🙂
To learn more about Connealy Classics check out Mary’s website at www.maryconnealy.com
Now on to the questions and the ‘sneak peek’ into Doctors in Petticoats.
Mary, what do you think makes a great hero/heroine first encounter?
Shuddering to think of the pain they’d soon cause the man, Beth was suddenly furious at the bum who sat there, not helping. True he’d come through and helped pull the stage to a stop. But that was to save his own pathetic, drunken life, wasn’t it? When it came to helping others, he was worthless.
She hadn’t actually seen him take a single drink on the whole trip. She suspected he’d drained his flask quite a while ago. In fact she’d never seen the flask, assuming he was sneaking nips on the sly at the beginning of the trip, then sleeping it off the rest of the way.
The man didn’t even look up. He stared as if asleep with his eyes open.
Well, Beth wasn’t one to let a good temper tantrum go to waste and seriously, this afternoon had worn her out right to her last bit of restraint. . . and beyond.
Who better to punish?
Beth whirled and used the hundred foot downhill march to get her knees to stop shaking. Not because she was afraid of this man. She still had her gun butt, but because the afternoon had just been more than too much.
She stomped to the man’s side and, carefully considering her approach—or maybe not so carefully—she grabbed the man’s filthy flattened black Stetson off his head and swatted him with it.
“Hey!” He turned as if surprised to see her.
“I didn’t exactly sneak up on you, now did I?” She waled on him again.
He shielded his face. “Will you stop that?”
“Do I have your attention, you miserable worm?” Beth threw the hat at his head.
He held his arms over her face, the bedraggled white sleeves rolled up nearly to his elbows, and glared through his wrists at her. His eyes narrowed.
It occurred to Beth that the man might be dangerous. Well, she could be dangerous, too. If he was, she’d make him sorry he showed that side of himself.
Doing her very best to set his skin on fire with her eyes, she leaned down, hoping to find a balance where she could rage at him without Mrs. Armitage hearing her. The poor woman had been through enough.
“You get up off the ground and help us, you worthless skunk.”
“Get away from me.” The wormy, skunky pig’s eyes flashed like he had rabies.
Gritting her teeth so she could look fierce and still breathe through her mouth, she leaned closer. “You stand up right now.”
She hissed at him like a rattle snake, so she had a few animal attributes of her own. “I need help. I don’t care how hung over you are, how lazy you are or how stupid you are. Right now I need some muscle, and I know you’ve got it. Get on your feet and get over there and help us, or so help me I will rip your arm off and beat you to death with the bloody stump.”
The man’s eyes seemed to clear. Maybe she’d pierced the alcoholic fog. “I’m not drunk.”
Interesting that he hadn’t protested being called stupid or worthless or a skunk. . . what else had she called him? She’d lost track of her insults somewhere along the line.
“Oh, puh–leeze, you expect me to believe you’re this worthless without the help of whiskey?”
LOL…there you have it. A first encounter with a bunch of fire. Love it, Mary and can’t wait to get my hands on a copy of the first book in this new series. Yipee!!
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Inspirational First Encounter
Well, Jesus seemed to make quite a first impression wherever he went. From a great host of angels to Magi from afar, even in infancy he caused a stir. Did it change as he grew up? Nope. At twelve years old, after his parents thought they’d lost him, they found him in the temple astounding the priests with his wisdom. It took Mary and Joseph three days to find him and for three days he’d been teaching from the Holy Scriptures.
And these are only the first small meetings. As we continue to look at Jesus’ first encounters, we’ll see miracles follow wherever he goes – miracles on the outside, but most importantly on the inside.
You see, God has always been much more concerned about our hearts than anything else. Because our hearts are the driving force behind who we are and what we do. Recognizing that a miracle has already happened within us, just because of Jesus’ love, is the most amazing first encounter of our existence.
NEXT UP- Tuesday is an ‘off day’, but we’ll pick things up on Wednesday with debut author, Melanie Dickerson. Another sneak peek is coming your way, so stop back by.