
I had a hankering for a good western, with a strong cowboy, with tons of romantic elements, framed in the sweeping majestic landscape of the plains. So standing in my local big name bookstore I searched, searched, searched again, and searched some more. I found a few. To give an exact count, I found five. Out of all the romances I was looking at, (which was two isles, filled on both sides) for a long time, I found five western based romances. And there was only one book for each of those five. So, it actually was only five books. Really five. No kidding five. On-line book stores carry a better selection, but many I had already read in the 90’s.
What happened to the cowboy? Did he ride off into the sunset and just simply get lost? No GPS to bring him back over that ridge so we could see his romantic silhouette, urging his horse into a gallop against the blazing orange sky? I guess not, because I sure couldn’t find him. Well, that wasn’t exactly true, I found five, and two were contemporary westerns. Do they count?
The world of publishing is fickle. For those who love to read and write westerns it is a year to year guessing game as to whether they’ll make a push back into the mainstream of romance. For the authors, they sit quietly on the sidelines waiting for the right moment to burst forward again. Even for RWA, which has a several excellent special interest on-line groups, there is nothing specifically for the western. They do have Hearts through History, which covers all the historical genres.
At every conference I’ve attended in the past, there was the whisper, that westerns were making a come back, after a long stretch of CPR. There hasn’t been a western on the best sellers list in years. I checked today, there isn’t one there, unless it is way down at the bottom of the heap, like number 1,000 or something. So if their making a come back, where are they? Were is the romantic image, of the rugged no-nonsense cowboy, who sweeps he’s hat off his tousled head, as his spurs jingle, when a lady passes by.
The market is flooded with kilts and highland lovers ever since the Outlander series was released. The brooding image of the sword welding Scotsman, hasn’t shown any sign of slowing down, although, the industry says it’s snowed under in tartans. Okay, not a bad place to be considering whats under the kilt. But, even with that thought, my hankering for that epic western romance has not been dashed.
I’ve written a couple of contemporay westerns, and entered one in a contest. It didn’t do well. The reason, the judge didn’t like cowboys. She made that fact perfectly clear when she claimed they were a cliche. And added that no one wore cowboy hats, at least not anymore. Really I got marked down for all that. There was more, but I won’t repeat it here. To say the least, my reaction was p-r-e-t-t-y strong.
So what is a cowboy loving girl to do? Hang in there, the CPR is still going on, there is glimmer of life in the subject, and just maybe my epic romantic western will make an appearance soon. I’ll keep looking.
Question of the Day: One of my favorite cowboys, of course was John Wayne. I loved Kevin Costner in both Dancing with Wolves, and in Open Range. I’ve got a lot more, but will save them for another time. Who is your favorite Cowboy?