A short bit of fun

I got a little note asking about my book, "Out of the West ... Tales of the American Frontier," and thought this would be a good time to talk a little about it.  It's a collection of 13 short stories dealing with the west, then and now.  Here's a brief excerpt from a story dealing with a chili cook off in the late 1800s.

            When the time came for the fires to be lit, and there was no sign of the Nevada Kid, old Jake Thompson was about to throw in the wild rag, when the wildest, meanest, mustang stud, right off the range, came buckin’ and snortin’ into camp, scattering cowboys, horses, cattle, workin’ girls, and card sharks in every direction, and sitting on top of that caballo loco was the Nevada Kid, dressed in his finest buckaroo Saturday night duds.  Ya just don’t see entrances like that at chili cook offs today.  It was grand in every respect, and he bailed off that wild Cayuse at the top of a four legged buck, took one turn in the air, and landed on his feet, right square in front of his own fire.  “What a show,” howled Thompson, and the Flying F boys sent up three mighty cheers for their Kid.

Those old time buckaroos knew how to have fun.  Some of my stories are humorous, some are down right sad.  Most are as historically accurate as I could make them.  Hope you enjoy.