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Title: Bitter Springs
Author: Laura Stone
Publisher: Interlude Press
Cover Artist: Collen M. Good
Genre: Fiction, Gay Fiction, Historical, M/M Romance, Western
In 1870s Texas, Renaldo Valle Santos, the youngest son of a large and traditional family, has been sent to train with Henry “Hank” Burnett, a freed slave and talented mesteñero—or horse- catcher—so he may continue the family horse trade. Bitter Springs is a sweeping epic that takes themes from traditional Mexican literature and Old Westerns to tell the story of a man coming into his own and realizing his destiny lies in the wild open spaces with the man who loves him, far from expectations of society.
Hi Laura, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.
Thank you for having me! We writers can be so isolated in our caves where the words live (just me?) so it’s fun to get to travel around the web like this and meet readers and bloggers alike. In addition to being a word hound, I’m also a Texas Master Gardener. I volunteer a lot with the community and sometimes help folks design entire new landscapes, especially if I can convince them to go native. One of my favorite parts about writing Bitter Springs was getting to write all of the flora and fauna. The sweet smell of drying gamma grass and sage, the sharp bite of juniper and cedar, the delicious aroma of burning mesquite wood… That’s my home, right there.
If you could bring back one TV show, what would it be and why?
Okay, work with me here. Hart to Hart. And I’ll tell you why! That was a great caper show back in the ’80s (in case you’re not immediately familiar with it) where we had two fabulously rich, globetrotting folks in love using their spare time around ski trips in Switzerland, Baccarat games in Europe, and luxury yachting in the Mediterranean to solve crime. You know, as one does.
And they solved 1980s crimes: jewelry heists, art forgeries, fun stuff like that. No one died, no ambiguous anti-heroes, just charming international criminals being brought to justice by two adorable semi-pro sleuths with amazing hair. How is this not a thing once again?
More reasons why the show was fantastic: they had a butler who gave them their tasks on a silver tray and drove them wherever they needed to be in a Rolls Royce, they had a dog who barked helpfully, and they always looked amazing. I mentioned Robert Wagner and Stephanie Powers’ amazing hair, right? Because it’s important.
My writing partner KellyAnn and I actually wrote a pilot rebooting this show with Hayley Atwell and Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson as the new Harts, but with a twist. Hayley would have the International Businessman role, and The Rock would be monied but not working, except as a home cook who strives to make the most elegant and beautiful foods… when they’re in town, of course.
They’d be vacationing in Fiji but get mixed up in some stolen diamond plot, and Hayley would naturally have her fit husband pose as a yoga instructor where the diamond fencers would be, and they’d nab the criminals, get a good stretch in, and be back to have some delicious, healthy, beautiful meal beachside, courtesy of The Rock.
Like, this needs to be a thing. What would you guys love to bring back?
The day before the wedding, a visitor arrived at Vista Verde an entire week early. Renaldo, ready to wash up and eat dinner after a long, hard day—his side ached from roping cattle as a part of Paloma’s training, his hands were full of bits of raw hemp from the stock lassos, and one of the calves had kicked him high on the thigh—walked back from the barn using his hat to slap at the dust on his chest and thighs. He noticed a tall, striking young black man standing at the door to their home speaking with their father. They didn’t see many black men this far from civilization—with the Civil War ending so recently, many were staying close to where they’d been forced to live, were heading far out west where there were more opportunities to make a new life or were going north seeking less hostile society. Who he could be?
He was about as tall as Renaldo, maybe an inch or two more, broad-shouldered and whip-thin, dressed in well-worn, simple clothes. He had a close-cropped beard, but instead of hiding the shape of his jaw, it accented its sharpness. His light eyes, almost luminescent even at this distance and glowing like amber, were ringed with thick lashes, nearly to the point of being girlish, but there was nothing feminine about the man. With his lean but strong-looking chest, muscular arms and curved backside, he managed to carry himself with a confident air while standing idly; his body was still, but in a way that made Renaldo think of a raptor sitting on an abutment, watching and waiting.
“Oh, here he is,” Estebán said, motioning for Renaldo to join them, saying, “Señor Burnett, allow me to introduce to you my son, Renaldo.”
This? This was the legendary mesteñero, Henry Burnett? He couldn’t be much older than Renaldo, who realized his jaw had dropped. He closed his mouth quickly and moved toward them as if drawn like metal shavings to a magnet.
Burnett, however, looked amused, as the edge of his mouth quirked up. “Pleased to meet you,” he said, his voice deep and husky.
Renaldo couldn’t look away, shocked that his expectations couldn’t have been more wrong. This was a vibrant young man. But… this was the man he would be alone with on the prairie for months? His stomach twisted at that thought, and at how unexpected it all was, causing his heart to race and face flush. Yes, it was unexpected. That Burnett had come so much sooner than they’d expected had to be why Renaldo couldn’t find his voice and felt so upended.
“Mijo,” his father said sharply.
Renaldo shook himself slightly, and then nodded, saying, “Señor Burnett, it’s very good to meet you, finally. Please forgive my shock, as I don’t believe we expected you so soon.”
Burnett laughed, a rolling, melodious sound, and replied, “Well, then just imagine my shock when I come here all the way from Nacogdoches expecting one Valle man, only to find him gone and you in his place.” He smiled. “Your padre seems to think you’re a better match, so that works for me.”
That smile, bright teeth framed by full lips, eyes crinkled at the corners, helped lessen some of Renaldo’s shock and, if he was being honest, some of the worry that he carried about spending a lot of time with a hard, taciturn man Renaldo knew he would be unable to please. At the realization that this was who he would be with on the plains, just the two of them with no one else for weeks on end, Renaldo became excited, finally looking forward to this task. A young man with an infectious grin wouldn’t be such a chore to be stuck with after all.
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About the Author
Laura Stone is a born and bred Texan, but don’t hold that against her. She’s a former comedian, actress and Master Gardener, and currently keeps busy as a media blogger, ghostwriter and novelist when not busy raising her three children. They’re not fully raised, but then, neither is she.
She lives in Texas as proof that it’s not completely populated by hard-line right-wingers. And because that’s where the good tamales are. Her first novel, The Bones of You, was published by Interlude Press in 2014 and was named a finalist for two Foreword Reviews IndieFab Book of the Year Award. Laura Stone at Laura-Stone.com and on Facebook at facebook.com/9LauraStone
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