From the Author
I wrote the first draft of Jackrabbit JunctionJitters in 2006, after my son was born. Because I couldn't finagle atrip to Arizona at that time, I did the next best thing and read booksabout Southeastern Arizona geology, fauna, and flora. I scoured theinternet for write-ups about the area from other travelers. I watchedmovies set around Tucson.
The result was a very long sequel toDance of the Winnebagos with a few too many details about rocks,animals, and plants. But it was written. And then it was shelved afterpublishers rejected the first book in this series time and again. Whenwas I going to learn that mixing my genres would not land me apublisher?
Apparently, I was too hard-headed to accept thatbecause at this point in my writing career I wrote the first in myaward-winning Deadwood Mystery series, Nearly Departed in Deadwood,which mixes mystery, romance, humor, and paranormal.
Last fall,Corvallis Press published Dance of the Winnebagos, the first book in the Jackrabbit Junction Mystery series. I was thrilled for many reasons,especially since I knew that Claire's second book in the series wouldsee the light of day. So, off the "shelf" came the book in your hands.
As I began to read through and make edits on this story, I realized thatwhat the book and I both needed was a trip to Southeastern Arizona toreally soak up the setting and give the book a desert polish. Well,that's the excuse I gave to my family when I was talking them into going with me on a road trip "to the desert."
Fourteen days andfive-thousand miles later, we returned home from our Arizona 'research'trip, covered in dust and filled with wonderful memories of cacti andsunshine, wild flowers and tamales, frybread and canyon-filledlandscapes. I had stood at the location where I'd placed my fictionaltown, Jackrabbit Junction. I had looked over the huge open pit mine that I'd used as a basis for the Copper Snake Mining Company. I had foundthe ravine where Ruby's Dancing Winnebagos R.V. Park was located.Finally, I could hear and smell and see the setting for this story andcould smile wide at the knowledge that all of my previous research hadpaid off--I'd gotten it right.
Now, it's finally your turn toread Claire's continuing story and return to the Southeastern Arizonadesert, where the Grackles chatter, the coyotes howl, and the monsoonsthunder.
As always, beware of deadly critters, including over-bearing mothers whose good intentions are delivered via razor-sharp tongues.
Welcome back to Jackrabbit Junction!