I Grew Up Loving Cowboys by Jane Leopold Quinn

Sorry Paul (my husband), but I’ve always loved cowboys.

He always kids me about The Duke.

John Wayne was the best!

I was in love with the TV and movie cowboys of the 50s and 60s. So, when I first began writing romances, cowboys were the logical heroes.

Although they weren’t completely historically accurate, those old western shows are my main research “bible.” But I do have quite a few books showing male and female clothing from different historic periods, as well as pioneer women’s diaries, women who’d crossed the country in covered wagons. The women walked along side the wagons, cooked meals, washed clothing, looked after the children. Men rode horses and drove the wagons. To give them their due, the menfolk hunted for food but still on horseback. In their diaries, women didn’t mention their periods or even childbirth. The most they’d say is that there was an addition to the wagon train. Life was difficult and lonely for many women in the west, but they had no choice but to continue moving one step forward, literally and figuratively. Thank God they did or most of us wouldn’t be here.

The first manuscript I wrote was The Long Road to You, and it starred a hero named Nick as an homage to the western, especially the TV western, The Big Valley. I was/am a Nick Barkley fan. That black outfit and especially the omnipresent black gloves were quite sexy. And in Nick’s case, a black Stetson didn’t make him the bad guy.

Around the same time, I was listening to an Andrea Bocelli CD, Sogno, and in particular the song, ‘O Mare e Tu. Its haunting minor chords, the Spanish/Arabic/Gypsy sounds  put me in mind of the Flamenco. A young Anglo woman became my heroine, and she became the Flamenco dancer. You’d think a Mexican or Spanish woman would be the dancer, but I turned it around so the properly brought up and schooled American girl fell in love with the Flamenco, tried to break her bonds of propriety, and flee to escape the threat of an arranged marriage. Jake and Ivy came into being and is now the first book in the series, The Brothers Agee.

The Flamenco is a sexy dance. The serious focused faces, rigid dance poses, minor chord sounds mesh with flying, tapping feet and gracefully waving arms. I used the music to portray Ivy’s self-discovery of her sensual nature.

My hero Jake was inspired, in part, by an incident in my husband’s youth. Jake and Nick were raised in an orphanage. Nick left when Jake was ten years old, and Jake became a loner — until he met Ivy. This in particular was not part of my husband’s experience, but my heart ached for the young orphan boys.

A scene in Jake and Ivy takes place in Barranca del Cobre, Copper Canyon, in northern Mexico. Thank heavens for the internet, because it allows you to visit places you could never go to and get an idea of what they looked and felt like. That combined with my own experiences, of places I’ve traveled to and sights I’ve seen in person, really help in writing the scene.

What would a young woman in 1880 have known about men and sex? I don’t think much since women were protected. The challenge is to take our modern 21st Century sensibility and write to an historical perspective. I don’t believe an 1880s era young woman would speak a certain way, use particular words. This means I had to be aware of Ivy’s innocent thoughts and dialogue and write them as realistically as possible.

I really like the challenge of subsuming myself in a character to see life as she/or he would. Especially in the male point of view. That’s really a challenge!

200x300 (1)_2 Jake and Ivy

The Brothers Agee – Jake

by Jane Leopold Quinn


Here is the blurb for Jake and Ivy:  Ivy Westlake, thought to be a demure young lady, comes alive at her friend’s hacienda in Mexico when she discovers the Flamenco. Her wild side is unleashed in the sensuality of music and dancing. She will not allow her father to force her into a marriage of convenience back East, so she runs away with the dance troupe.

Jake Agee, cowboy, horse trader, loner, has carefully built a life with no commitments. That life explodes in his face when Ivy dances. He doesn’t know she’s run away until he spots her performing in a small California town. He battles his desire to have this woman against his well-honed sense of independence.

Jake and Ivy perform their own style of pas de deux throughout southern California until their passions ignite in a desert cave in the middle of a thunder storm. Jake fights his growing love as Ivy fights her craving for their erotic pursuits. Jake’s long lost brother suddenly and mysteriously surfaces. Will this appearance tear Jake and Ivy apart? Will it destroy their love?


And a short excerpt: Jake and Ivy have danced their own pas de deux throughout southern California, fighting their attraction, trying to keep their independence. Emotions are running high and a coming storm brings them together for the first time…

Slowly he stretched out an arm, his hand spread welcomingly wide.

Her breath stopped in her chest. Her belly tightened. She didn’t think he was just asking her to take a ride with him. In her short life, she’d never thought to feel this kind of desire for a man, hadn’t known it even existed. He’d ridden out of nowhere. For her? He didn’t say the words but she knew what he was asking. Come with him. The only possible response from her was yes. She shifted her glance in the direction of the town.

His eyes narrowed. “It’s close enough. They’ll reach it before the storm hits.”

“Go, niña.”

She heard Christina’s whispered urging but had already made her decision. She stood, balancing on the wagon frame and placed her hand in his. He swung her over, settling her in front of him to straddle the horse, her skirts hitching up to her knees. His arm tightened around her middle as he wheeled sharply away.

Her heart beat wildly recognizing the inevitability. It was what she’d been waiting for. He wanted her. She wanted him. It was as simple as that. Her body nestled into the shelter of his chest. His arms encircled her shoulders, one hand handling the reins, his open palm anchored over her belly. She twisted around to scrutinize him, her heart fluttering at his tender vulnerable neck, at the sight of the beating pulse pumping madly. Even his strong jaw shaded by light bristles looked arousing. Through lips slightly parted, little bursts of air coincided with the rise and fall of his chest as she leaned against it. Her eyes finally met his.

Jake and Ivy is available here – http://amzn.com/B00OEFC9LK


200x300_2And let me give a little shout out to the short story, Wooing the Librarian, loosely connected to Jake and Ivy and also available now. Isis doesn’t want another man, not even handsome preacher Pres. Bounty hunter, now preacher, he can’t hide his attraction to the new librarian. Does he discover the way into her heart? Pres isn’t about to give up. Can Isis forget her past pain and see a future with him?


Short PG Excerpt – Isis retreats to a park for a respite from Preacher Pres and encounters one of the town’s “angels of the night”…


“I love your hat,” Isis exclaimed.

The woman’s mouth opened in surprise at the compliment, then her eyes widened in happiness. Her smile made her seem younger than she’d first appeared through her heavy makeup. “Thank you, ma’am!” She patted the hat, feathers ruffling in the breeze. “I made it myself.”

“It’s beautiful. So unique. Do you make them for a living?” Her heart seized at the look of devastation on the other woman’s face. She lifted a hand to touch the satin-clad arm and, indicating the bench, quickly said, “Please sit down. My name is Isis Garrett.” She added, “You could open a millinery shop if you make any more hats like that one.”

“Mine’s Opal Jonas. And thank you. I’ve made quite a few, almost more than one woman can wear.”

Each in her own thoughts, they sat without speaking for a minute. Finally, Isis asked, “You’d like to borrow a book?”

“Yes, if you’ll lend to me.”

“Of course, I will. The books are for anyone to read. What kind of stories do you like?”

Opal laughed outright then. “Believe it or not, I like to read romance stories. You wouldn’t think I would, but they’re pleasant enough to pass the daytime with.”

Isis smiled and held up the book in her lap. “Have you ever read anything by Fanny Burney?”

“No, I’ve never heard of her.”

“She was a British author from the last century and wrote about English society at that time.”

“I like reading about the past. It kind of takes me away from my present life.” She gave a little self-deprecating chuckle and blushed under the face paint.

“Here then, take this.” Isis offered the book to Opal.

“But you’re reading it. I don’t want to take it from you.”

“Please. I’ve read it before. Tell me later if you liked it. I have more by the same author.”

“How will I return it to you?”

“Just come into the library any time you’d like. I’ll be there.”

“Someone might see me.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

Opal scowled. “Some people might think me unfit.”

Isis pressed her lips together. “Well, I don’t, and it’s my library. So there!”

Opal chuckled and said, “You’re sweet. I hope you don’t get any nasty remarks.”

“I can handle anyone, don’t you worry. Books are for everyone to enjoy. You’ll come back and talk to me, won’t you? We’ll talk about the story.” Isis smiled encouragingly.

Opal clutched the book as if it were precious and beamed back. “I will, and I’ll take very good care of this.”

Wooing the Librarian is available here – http://amzn.com/B00ONZSRPS


Cowboy rides horse between two large bouldersThe Long Road to You

I’m working on another book for the series. The Long Road to You is Nick Gabriel’s story. His life after leaving the orphanage was tougher than Jake’s had been. A little time on the run from the law, a little time in jail, but after hooking up again with his brother Jake, he knew it was time to work on his own future. Pretty much the minute he grabs Margee McPherson off a rearing horse, he knows that she’s for him. Stay tuned…


My Books

Ellora’s Cave

Lost and Found


Valentine’s Day

His Hers & His

The Keeper

Soldier, Come Home

Winning Violetta

A Promise at Dawn

Jake and Ivy

Wooing the Librarian

Home to Stay

The Long Road to You (coming soon)


Undercover Lover

Mercenary Desires

I’ll Be Your Last


Jane Leopold Quinn

My Romance:  Love With a Scorching Sensuality

http://janeleopoldquinn.BlogSpot.com  +  https://twitter.com/jelquinnauthor

Amazon Author Page http://amzn.to/1DfiXkP


12 thoughts on “I Grew Up Loving Cowboys by Jane Leopold Quinn

  1. The Big Valley, Bonanza, and so many of those shows were my favorites. I loved the strong men and the women who had to be strong to stand by their side. The excerpts were great and I loved Isis the best! Congrats!

  2. Loved the post, Jane. Those cowboys were the reason everyone watched TV back then. They dominated the the airwaves. Plus everything was simple. They were right and the bad guys were wrong.

    Can’t wait to read Jake and Ivy. You always write a delicious hot romance but with a wonderful love story so it all fits together.

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