What's going on?
So me and Edith Wharton wrote this book together about the goings-on in Louisville during the Kentucky Derby. But I decided I'd let her be the name on the cover since, you know, she's Edith Frickin' Wharton, after all, and just because this edition was illegally pirated and everything doesn't diminish her contribution at all.
The internet can be such a weird place when you google your name.
Anyway.
So what is going on? Besides my collab with my bestie Edith, I mean. Oh, I have a new book coming out at the end of this month for Harlequin Special Edition. Capturing the Cowboy is the first in a series about a ranch in Wyoming called Whispering Winds that's a combination working cattle ranch and dude ranch. So you have lots of city slicker types coming in to mingle with the cowboy/cowgirl types. Lots of opposites attracting and lots of fishes out of water. My two favorite tropes. And then, as always, zany antics ensue.
It's the first time I've written about cowboys of my own--outside The Fortunes of Texas books, I mean. (And wow, what a great phrase that is...cowboys of my own.) It's been really fun so far. Not just because cowboys (duh), but because have you ever seen pictures of the night sky in Wyoming? Have you? Go google that right now. I'll wait while you're booking your next vacation.
There will be two more books in the series after this one--Courting the Holiday Cowboy will be an October Special Edition, and Falling for the Reluctant Cowboy will be out in February 2027. Mark your calendars now!
In other news, I'm still going back and forth on the writing-another-big-book thing, so you should probably just ignore this next part because all I do is talk talk talk about it and never actually do do do anything about it. But it's slightly possible that I've been pulling out an old project and adding pages to it here and there. It's also slightly possible that I have yet another idea bouncing around in my head that could make for a really cool book. Both of them are what I guess you'd call "period pieces," and neither is anything at all like what I've written in the past. But both keep calling to me. Honestly, this might just be the year for another big book. (But don't mark your calendars for that yet. This might just be the year for grand delusions.)
Anyway (again), Happy Spring and reading!
The internet can be such a weird place when you google your name.
Anyway.
So what is going on? Besides my collab with my bestie Edith, I mean. Oh, I have a new book coming out at the end of this month for Harlequin Special Edition. Capturing the Cowboy is the first in a series about a ranch in Wyoming called Whispering Winds that's a combination working cattle ranch and dude ranch. So you have lots of city slicker types coming in to mingle with the cowboy/cowgirl types. Lots of opposites attracting and lots of fishes out of water. My two favorite tropes. And then, as always, zany antics ensue.
It's the first time I've written about cowboys of my own--outside The Fortunes of Texas books, I mean. (And wow, what a great phrase that is...cowboys of my own.) It's been really fun so far. Not just because cowboys (duh), but because have you ever seen pictures of the night sky in Wyoming? Have you? Go google that right now. I'll wait while you're booking your next vacation.
There will be two more books in the series after this one--Courting the Holiday Cowboy will be an October Special Edition, and Falling for the Reluctant Cowboy will be out in February 2027. Mark your calendars now!
In other news, I'm still going back and forth on the writing-another-big-book thing, so you should probably just ignore this next part because all I do is talk talk talk about it and never actually do do do anything about it. But it's slightly possible that I've been pulling out an old project and adding pages to it here and there. It's also slightly possible that I have yet another idea bouncing around in my head that could make for a really cool book. Both of them are what I guess you'd call "period pieces," and neither is anything at all like what I've written in the past. But both keep calling to me. Honestly, this might just be the year for another big book. (But don't mark your calendars for that yet. This might just be the year for grand delusions.)
Anyway (again), Happy Spring and reading!
Everything you ever wanted to know about Elizabeth Bevarly
The rabid badger is more at deadline time.
Elizabeth Bevarly wrote her first book when she was twelve years old, thirty-two pages on college rule notebook paper, that featured the adventures of three pre-teen girls named Marianne, Cheryl, and Liz. Her best friends Marianne and Cheryl proclaimed it, “Way cool!” and “Bitchin’!” After that, she knew exactly where her career path would take her.
Eventually. After earning her BA with highest honors in English, she worked as a waitress, a bartender, a dietary aide, a library aide, an editorial assistant, and a hawker of soaps, lingerie, ready-to-wear, and fine china. Eventually she found herself newly wed and living in Puerto Rico, sitting on the beach and drinking pina coladas while her Coast Guard husband was out having adventures. Solitude brought with it the desire to start writing again, so she did—on college rule notebook paper.
That book eventually became the first of dozens she would write for Harlequin. Bigger books followed, and so did lots of other cool stuff, like being translated into two dozen languages and sold in three dozen countries, winning industry awards, and appearing on national bestseller lists—including USA Today and the New York Times.
She now lives just outside her hometown of Louisville, Kentucky with her husband and a semi-feral cat. When she’s not writing or reading, she’s binge-watching documentaries about weird stuff, experimenting with soup recipes, and wondering if she’ll ever find that missing Betsey Johnson earring. She really loves those earrings. She also loves writing in daytime pajamas, listening to jazz standards, drinking iced tea, and dancing to electro-swing when no one is home. Her favorite color is green. Her favorite food is shawarma. Her familiar is a rabid badger. (It’s a long story.)
Okay, so that was probably a lot more than you wanted to know about Elizabeth Bevarly. Last tidbit, honest—she is super long-winded. Just ask her family. Or read her reviews. Woo.
Eventually. After earning her BA with highest honors in English, she worked as a waitress, a bartender, a dietary aide, a library aide, an editorial assistant, and a hawker of soaps, lingerie, ready-to-wear, and fine china. Eventually she found herself newly wed and living in Puerto Rico, sitting on the beach and drinking pina coladas while her Coast Guard husband was out having adventures. Solitude brought with it the desire to start writing again, so she did—on college rule notebook paper.
That book eventually became the first of dozens she would write for Harlequin. Bigger books followed, and so did lots of other cool stuff, like being translated into two dozen languages and sold in three dozen countries, winning industry awards, and appearing on national bestseller lists—including USA Today and the New York Times.
She now lives just outside her hometown of Louisville, Kentucky with her husband and a semi-feral cat. When she’s not writing or reading, she’s binge-watching documentaries about weird stuff, experimenting with soup recipes, and wondering if she’ll ever find that missing Betsey Johnson earring. She really loves those earrings. She also loves writing in daytime pajamas, listening to jazz standards, drinking iced tea, and dancing to electro-swing when no one is home. Her favorite color is green. Her favorite food is shawarma. Her familiar is a rabid badger. (It’s a long story.)
Okay, so that was probably a lot more than you wanted to know about Elizabeth Bevarly. Last tidbit, honest—she is super long-winded. Just ask her family. Or read her reviews. Woo.