Today I’m welcoming Angela K Couch to Wednesday Writers. Angela is going to talk about setting, specifically, the setting of her historical romance, Mail-Order Revenge. I have to admit that this book’s title intrigues me, almost as much as the name of her book’s town. Let’s let Angela get to her story and see if you agree.
Thanks for hosting me on your Wednesday Writers Blog Series, Catherine.
When looking for a location for my novella, Mail-Order Revenge, I ran across a small town—now a ghost town—in the Bradshaw Mountains of Arizona. The town served as both a stop for the stagecoach and an outpost for the US Cavalry. Perfect! But its name was what really won me over. You could only ever name a town Bumble Bee in fiction if the town was real.
Surprisingly enough, the town was not actually named after the insect, but the nearby creek. The creek was named in 1870 after a Mr. J.X. Theut saved himself from a drunken maniac, Billingsley Callaway, by throwing a stone into a beehive. The drunk happened to be allergic to bees, fell ill and crawled back in his cave. So legend holds.
By Angela K. Couch
Elizabeth Landvick knows of one man to blame for her family’s loss of fortune and her parents’ deaths. Now, she will stop at nothing to take her revenge and recover their wealth. Even travel across the country to marry the man’s son.
With his focus on his sprawling Arizona ranch, Axel Forsberg has little time for wooing a woman, so when his father finds him a bride from the east, he trusts he won’t regret the convenience. Until horses go missing, barns burn to the ground, a range war begins…and he loses his heart.
Axel seemed to heave a breath before pushing away from the wagon and starting toward her. Elizabeth had thought him grown when she’d seen him in the east, but he looked so much taller than she remembered. Broader, too. She rotated away and reached up for the chest she’d kept on the seat beside her.
She’d been mad thinking she could pull off this deceit. What if he did recognize her? He’d no doubt leave her stranded without more than a dollar in her reticule. She might make it as far as Prescott. But then what? What sort of employment was available for a woman in this barren wasteland?
She glanced sideways at the Bumble Bee Saloon and shuddered. Not just because of the predicament she’d landed herself in, but who named a town after an insect? She had no choice but follow through with her plan and hope she had indeed matured beyond recognition.
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About the Author:
Angela K Couch is an award-winning author for her short stories, and a semi-finalist in ACFW’s Genesis Contest. As a passionate believer in Christ, her faith permeates the stories she tells. Her martial arts training, experience with horses, and appreciation for good romance sneak in there, as well. Angela lives in Alberta, Canada with her “hero” and three munchkins.
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