Sagebrush Sojourn by Maeve Kim
About Author Maeve Kim…
I started writing erotica in the 1980s, partly because I was alone and lonely, raising two little girls with no alimony and no child support, and I needed a diversion. I had several stories published in the old Libido magazine. I self-published “There’s Nothing 86 Tonight” in the early 2000s, a book set in the kitchen of a busy family restaurant. More recently, I’ve been writing a series of literary romance novels about a group of bird-watchers, with realistic birds, realistic locations, and characters that readers relate to and come to love. The first three in the series have been published by Wild Rose Press, and the fourth is now with the editor.
Sagebrush Sojourn is my first historical novel, with a sequel now about half written. The book is set in central Montana, a land of buttes and mesas and endless sweeping vistas.
It is historically accurate and, like my other books, features accurate information about birds, their behavior and their habitats – woven into a touching and believable love story.
This is a spotlight on “Sagebrush Sojourn” by Maeve Kim
Sagebrush Sojourn Blurb
Teddy expected the adventure of a lifetime when she headed west in thespring of 1890 to assist her beloved grandfather complete the firstcomprehensive survey of the birds of central Montana. She didn’t expect to fallin love with the wild country, the openness, the smell of sage. She didn’t expectto discover that she belonged there, that she was meant to be live at Long ButteRanch. But the sexy rancher was convinced of two things: women didn’t belongon his ranch, and falling in love was a death sentence for any rational man.
What Readers can expect from Sagebrush Sojourn
Genre: historical fiction, nature fiction.
Themes: self-discovery, joy, loss, nature, love, cultural differences.
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An excerpt from Sagebrush Sojourn…
Well, Caleb thought. This ought to be interesting. He was drying his hands at one of the washstands in the mudroom when the two newcomers pushed open the side door. The three hired men were already seated, their hands and faces clean, their hair wet and combed back. The cook turned from the two huge black stoves, holding a cast-iron Dutch oven with both gloved hands, and froze. It was never completely silent at mealtimes, except right now. Every man’s eyes were fixed on the first woman ever to set foot in that kitchen. Caleb took a step closer to their guests.
“This here’s Professor Barrington and his daughter. I told all of you the professor would be bringing an assistant. I had not realized at the time he would be a she. I expect all of us to treat Miss Barrington with the same care and respect as we do the mayor’s wife, or the schoolmarm in town.
Understood?”
Two of the seated men nodded and murmured something. The third, a wizened monkey of a man with blindingly white hair, just nodded.
