From the Author
While crafting this novel, I was frequently asked if war women really did exist. Indeed, they did, and they lived and battled much the way Senior Warrior Fierce Mink does. The average Muscogee woman was powerful in her own right. She owned all property (a man owned only his weapons and horse), and she was never denied any dream. In the words of my brilliant Red Stick friend, Ghost Dancer, "in the old days, everything revolved through the women."
To give you a more detailed picture of 1817 Creek society, I'll just give Ghost the mic. "A child was a member of the mother's clan. Her blood was all that mattered, not the father's. Only the women had the power to direct your life. No war, no hunts, no chunkey games, or stickball, fishing, gathering anything, unless the women declared that it would be. You could not even court or romance a girl without the women's approval. All of the headmen and warriors lived by the laws and decisions made by the women."
Yes, the men had their councils where ultimate decisions were made. They were the head of the home and the village, but as the old saying goes, the women were the neck that turned the head. And what a strong neck it was.
That, dear reader, is Mink's world--a far cry from the gender oppression their white neighbors experienced. From there, it's no leap to believe war women like Mink exist.
Come meet Fierce Mink. She'll leave a lasting impression.