by DiAnn Mills
Howdy all you cowpokes and cowgirls! I’m currently writing my next historical A Woman Called Sage for Zondervan. This gal’s a bounty hunter and she’s tough. But she’s all woman too.
Oh, I hear what you’re saying--mumbling . . . There were no female bounty hunters in the 19th century. But I beg to differ with you! Sage is alive and real on the pages of my novel. Just ask her. Although I’m not so sure I’d want to rile her, but you go right ahead. She does real well with a pair of Colts and a
I’ve put together a little interview with Sage and thought you might enjoy some of her responses. If you have any additional questions, stick it in the comments and I’ll see if she’ll give you an answer.
DiAnn: What’s your full name?
Sage: Sage Elizabeth Morrow
DiAnn: When does A Woman Called Sage open?
Sage: You should know. You’re writing it, but it’s 1878.
DiAnn: What else can you tell me about yourself?
Sage: What do you need it for?
DiAnn: To share with my readers.
Sage: How’s come Terry Burns isn’t interviewing me?
DiAnn: It’s not his turn, and this is my story.
Sage: Oh, you’re a bit feisty. Good. I like that.
DiAnn: Can we get back to you?
Sage: In the Rocky Mountains in a town called
. It’s not a real place, but it’s close to Rocky Falls . Estes Park
DiAnn: How did you become a bounty hunter?
Sage: If I tell you that, will your readers still want to read about me?
DiAnn: I think so.
Sage: The question isn’t how. It’s why. I saw men murder my husband, and the local law wouldn’t do anything about it. Made me mad. Real mad.
DiAnn: So you’re looking for the killers?
Sage: Wouldn’t you? Oh, I forget you live in the age of modern technology. You’d get Online and hire a private detective.
DiAnn: Can you tell us anything about the hero?
Sage: Maybe his name. Everything else is personal. A woman does have a right to her privacy. His name is Parker Moses Timmons.
DiAnn: What’s he do?
Sage: Pressing your luck, aren’t you? All right, he’s a sheriff. And I normally don’t like sheriff’s, but he’s different. Read the book, you’ll see.
Sage: I love animals, and I have a pet hawk. Goes with me everywhere. Did you know that a hawk can see a mouse from a mile away?
DiAnn: Thanks for the info. What’s the hawk’s name?
DiAnn: Does your horse have a name?
Sage: I don’t ride a horse. I ride an Indian pony. His name is Pony.
DiAnn: Never mind. What do you wear?
Sage: Men’s clothes. Sigh I do remember the days of pretty dresses and ribbons and bonnets.
DiAnn: Do you intend to be a bounty hunter forever.
Sage: At least to the end of the book.
DiAnn: Any advice to our readers who envision a career as a bounty hunter?
Sage: It’s a lonely job—like a writer. Make sure you can ride a horse. Do the target practice thing. Learn how to trail an outlaw. Make sure you know the difference between edible plants and poisonous ones. And don’t fall in love.
DiAnn: Thank you, Sage, for allowing us to be a part of your life.
Sage: Oh, this is nothing. Wait ‘till the book comes out.
DiAnn: And when can readers purchase A Woman Called Sage?
Sage: Zondervan’s releasing it in April 2010. You might want to repeat this interview before then. Readers might forget me. And when you do, make sure you add the book cover.