I'm racing to write this in a big hurry after a very busy week, but if you're Australian, are you watching Silent Witness tonight? I'm so worried about Harry Cunningham, and was so shocked when he was shot last week.
Harry (or rather actor Tom Ward who plays him) has been the inspiration for several of my heroes. And the big surprise last week was that not only was he shot (and apparently killed) but he was shot wearing RM Willimas boots.
At one stage there was a close up of him putting the boots on and the label was clearly visible. (product placement??)
These boots are hugely popular here (and these days, are hugely expensive). E has a pair which he loves -- swears they're the most comfortable shoes he's ever worn. The Outback magazine has readers sending in photos of their favourite RM shots. Babies or puppies are frequently filmed with them. I'm afraid my pic of E's boots is rather boring...
He wanted me to polish them first, but there wasn't time...
OK, it's Friday night... wine is being opened, steak is on the barbie... and I have to go, but wanted to let you know I haven't fallen off the planet.
But I AM worried about Harry.
Friday, September 02, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
A good sign?
I'm nearing the end of revisions on my latest which I have to hand in this evening. In this story a white heron plays a small but significant role. Woke up this morning to see this guy on the front lawn.
Can't see him? Sorry... I didn't have time to get closer... but here he is cropped and blurry.
It might just be a cattle egret, but I've never seen one here before. I'm not fussy. I'm taking it as a good omen... I need help. Set myself quite a challenge with this storyline.
Can't see him? Sorry... I didn't have time to get closer... but here he is cropped and blurry.
It might just be a cattle egret, but I've never seen one here before. I'm not fussy. I'm taking it as a good omen... I need help. Set myself quite a challenge with this storyline.
Monday, August 22, 2011
A review for Bridesmaid Says: 'I do!'
From Romantic Times...
BRIDESMAID SAYS, "I DO" (4) by Barbara Hannay:
Zoe Weston is surprised by the sudden engagement of her friend Bella Shaw to Kent Rigby, a man whom Bella has always described as just a friend. Zoe is even more surprised when she meets a man who sparks a love-at-first-sight reaction -- and then discovers that man is Kent.
The first book in Hannay’s Changing Grooms Duet is a fast-paced, funny, twist-of-fate read, and will leave readers clamoring for the second book, due out in December.
BRIDESMAID SAYS, "I DO" (4) by Barbara Hannay:
Zoe Weston is surprised by the sudden engagement of her friend Bella Shaw to Kent Rigby, a man whom Bella has always described as just a friend. Zoe is even more surprised when she meets a man who sparks a love-at-first-sight reaction -- and then discovers that man is Kent.
The first book in Hannay’s Changing Grooms Duet is a fast-paced, funny, twist-of-fate read, and will leave readers clamoring for the second book, due out in December.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Conference workshop...
I've decided that I won't post my notes from New York Times bestselling author Susan Wiggs' workshop. It was called Plotting from the Inside Out and it was fabulous, but I don't want to poach on Susan's intellectual property.
However, I will say that her talk was all about the value of pre-writing time. She suggests using this time to really get to know your characters and their world very well, and that the better you know them, the fewer plotting decisions you'll have to make. What happens will feel inevitable.
And this was my favourite takeaway quote.
However, I will say that her talk was all about the value of pre-writing time. She suggests using this time to really get to know your characters and their world very well, and that the better you know them, the fewer plotting decisions you'll have to make. What happens will feel inevitable.
And this was my favourite takeaway quote.
Writing a novel is like driving at night. You can only see as far ahead as the headlights show you, but you can make a whole trip that way.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Other Melbourne memories...
As well as enjoying the conference and friends, I also took a little time to explore Melbourne. I particularly love visiting the art galleries and reacquainting myself with old friends, like all those beautiful early Australians -- Charles Conder and Tom Roberts, Arthur Streeton and Frederick McCubbin.
I could stand for hours in awe of 'The Pioneer'. It tells such a story. And then there are the more modern artists like Dobell and Blackman and Whitely...
For me, these wonderful, familiar paintings help me to feel centred and they refill the well.
This time, we also wanted to see the collection of Art from Vienna, but this involved crossing St Kilda Road -- which proved to be impossible, because Cadel Evans was about to make his victory procession into Federation Square. So instead we were caught up in the huge crowds waiting to see him, which was an unexpected and exciting bonus. I was more than happy to yell for Cadell.
As were these construction workers, who scored a birds' eye view.
And being a romance author, I always have an eye for a noteworthy hero type in the crowds. -:)
When we were finally able to get across to the second gallery, we were wonderfully rewarded. Gustav Klimt was the star of course, but it was fascinating to learn about the flowering of art, fashion, interior design and music (Mahler, for example) that occurred in Vienna in the first part of the twentieth century (until WW2).
And even at the art gallery, there was an eye-catching male...
Or two... I'll take my inspiration any way it comes...
Tomorrow, I'll share my notes from Susan Wigg's workshop -- Plotting From the Inside Out.
I could stand for hours in awe of 'The Pioneer'. It tells such a story. And then there are the more modern artists like Dobell and Blackman and Whitely...
For me, these wonderful, familiar paintings help me to feel centred and they refill the well.
This time, we also wanted to see the collection of Art from Vienna, but this involved crossing St Kilda Road -- which proved to be impossible, because Cadel Evans was about to make his victory procession into Federation Square. So instead we were caught up in the huge crowds waiting to see him, which was an unexpected and exciting bonus. I was more than happy to yell for Cadell.
As were these construction workers, who scored a birds' eye view.
And being a romance author, I always have an eye for a noteworthy hero type in the crowds. -:)
When we were finally able to get across to the second gallery, we were wonderfully rewarded. Gustav Klimt was the star of course, but it was fascinating to learn about the flowering of art, fashion, interior design and music (Mahler, for example) that occurred in Vienna in the first part of the twentieth century (until WW2).
And even at the art gallery, there was an eye-catching male...
Or two... I'll take my inspiration any way it comes...
Tomorrow, I'll share my notes from Susan Wigg's workshop -- Plotting From the Inside Out.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
P.S...
Trish Morey just sent me this photo, which is another view of Robyn A (mentioned in the last post) taking a photo of moi. :)
So cool... such dedication...
So cool... such dedication...
And of course there was the cocktail party...
Working backwards...
After a full day for published authors, and another full day workshop (this year conducted by Bob Mayer on Warrior Writing), the conference properly kicked off with the Friday night cocktail party, hosted by the Harlequin Mills and Boon Sydney office.
For some years now, we've made this party a fancy dress do. Rather than having everyone standing around and feeling self conscious in little black dresses, fancy dress costumes magically break through the barriers and create laughter, fun and lots of chatter -- in other words, dressing up seems to be the perfect ice breaker.
This year the theme was the Roaring Twenties and was embraced with great enthusiasm. Here are Marion Lennox and Fiona MacArthur making wonderful flappers.
Ain't they sweet?
And here's the lovely English Mills and Boon editor, Lucy Gilmour, looking absolutely gorgeous in a genuine 20s dress that was her grandmother's.
The winning costume was this South Australian writer dressed as Charlie Chaplin. She was fabulous, keeping in character and only miming throughout the party. She's being held at gunpoint here by gangster, Jennifer Kloester, author of a new biography of Georgette Heyer to be published by Random House in October.
We also had Popeye and Olive Oil...
And the Sydney Harlequin team made very impressive flappers...
Anne Gracie looked wonderful, as always...
And Elliot enjoyed donning his New York scarf and playing the boss gangster with an eye on his molls... he even had a scar which worried quite a few people :)
And my favourite photo of the night is this shot I took of Robyn Aldridge, who has been coming to RWA conferences since the very first one 20 years ago -- and who has become our, self-appointed, official conference photographer. Here, she's on her knees, desperate to get exactly the right shot. I love it.
T'was a fabulous night and a great start to a memorable conference.
After a full day for published authors, and another full day workshop (this year conducted by Bob Mayer on Warrior Writing), the conference properly kicked off with the Friday night cocktail party, hosted by the Harlequin Mills and Boon Sydney office.
For some years now, we've made this party a fancy dress do. Rather than having everyone standing around and feeling self conscious in little black dresses, fancy dress costumes magically break through the barriers and create laughter, fun and lots of chatter -- in other words, dressing up seems to be the perfect ice breaker.
This year the theme was the Roaring Twenties and was embraced with great enthusiasm. Here are Marion Lennox and Fiona MacArthur making wonderful flappers.
Ain't they sweet?
And here's the lovely English Mills and Boon editor, Lucy Gilmour, looking absolutely gorgeous in a genuine 20s dress that was her grandmother's.
The winning costume was this South Australian writer dressed as Charlie Chaplin. She was fabulous, keeping in character and only miming throughout the party. She's being held at gunpoint here by gangster, Jennifer Kloester, author of a new biography of Georgette Heyer to be published by Random House in October.
We also had Popeye and Olive Oil...
And the Sydney Harlequin team made very impressive flappers...
Anne Gracie looked wonderful, as always...
And Elliot enjoyed donning his New York scarf and playing the boss gangster with an eye on his molls... he even had a scar which worried quite a few people :)
And my favourite photo of the night is this shot I took of Robyn Aldridge, who has been coming to RWA conferences since the very first one 20 years ago -- and who has become our, self-appointed, official conference photographer. Here, she's on her knees, desperate to get exactly the right shot. I love it.
T'was a fabulous night and a great start to a memorable conference.
Monday, August 15, 2011
2011 Romance Writers of Australia Conference...
What a fabulous conference we had. Melbourne was at its wintry best, which was exactly what we North Queenslanders hoped for, because we love the chance to don our coats and scarves and boots, and to see bare trees that haven't been ravaged by cyclones.
I really wish I could be one of those energetic people who can blog while a conference is in progress, but I'm afraid I'm too busy lapping up every second of the fun and inspiration.
As it is, I'm going to give my conference report backwards... beginning with our Awards Night, and the exciting news that our very own wonderful North Queenslander, Helene Young, won Romantic Book of the Year award (category: novel with strong romantic elements) for Wings of Fear (formerly Border Watch.) You should have heard the crowd roar!!!
Here is Helene above (right) with her editor from Hachette, Bernadette Rowley.
And this is fellow NQer, Shannean Moncrieff, giving Helene a well deserved, congratulatory hug, as did we all.
And we managed to help Helene celebrate in fine style afterwards. :)
Another massive roar went up when Anne Gracie was honoured with Life Membership of Romance Writers of Australia for all the hard work and visionary guidance she's given the organization. T'was wonderful!!!!
Melanie Milburne won the sweet short category of the R*BY, and you can see her above, giving her acceptance speech. And Sophia James won the Regency romance category. I'm afraid I'm hazy about other details, but for all the details of the many wonderful awards, check out Romance Writers of Australia's website.
And here am I about to present the ROMA award for the best media coverage of romance during the past year to the ABC in South Australia for an interview with Emily Forbes entitled the Changing Face of Romance..
More to come, including cocktail party fun ... a glamorous UK M&B editor, yell for Cadel, and much more...
I really wish I could be one of those energetic people who can blog while a conference is in progress, but I'm afraid I'm too busy lapping up every second of the fun and inspiration.
As it is, I'm going to give my conference report backwards... beginning with our Awards Night, and the exciting news that our very own wonderful North Queenslander, Helene Young, won Romantic Book of the Year award (category: novel with strong romantic elements) for Wings of Fear (formerly Border Watch.) You should have heard the crowd roar!!!
Here is Helene above (right) with her editor from Hachette, Bernadette Rowley.
And this is fellow NQer, Shannean Moncrieff, giving Helene a well deserved, congratulatory hug, as did we all.
And we managed to help Helene celebrate in fine style afterwards. :)
Another massive roar went up when Anne Gracie was honoured with Life Membership of Romance Writers of Australia for all the hard work and visionary guidance she's given the organization. T'was wonderful!!!!
Melanie Milburne won the sweet short category of the R*BY, and you can see her above, giving her acceptance speech. And Sophia James won the Regency romance category. I'm afraid I'm hazy about other details, but for all the details of the many wonderful awards, check out Romance Writers of Australia's website.
And here am I about to present the ROMA award for the best media coverage of romance during the past year to the ABC in South Australia for an interview with Emily Forbes entitled the Changing Face of Romance..
More to come, including cocktail party fun ... a glamorous UK M&B editor, yell for Cadel, and much more...
Sunday, August 07, 2011
Deadlines and dedication...
I've been writing really hard to make my deadline before going to Melbourne for the annual RWA conference. Last week, however, I had a babysitting date with my grandies inTownsville. I worked on my manuscript during the five hour car trip and forgot to wriggle my legs -- so now I have a painful clot -- only a surface one, thank heavens. So it's elastic stockings and aspirin for me. Who would have thought writing could be a health hazard?
Anyway... the little girls were as gorgeous as ever, and the book must go today... and I think I'm almost there:)
Anyway... the little girls were as gorgeous as ever, and the book must go today... and I think I'm almost there:)
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Why not grab a bargain...
If you live in the UK and you own a Kindle, the e-version of Rancher's Twins is currently selling for 99p. Actually, I think all of Mills & Boon's May releases are selling at that price. There are some great titles there.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
To have or not to have a grand writing space…
A little over a year ago, a friend who just happens to be both a writer and a builder, offered to build me a writing room. He came up with a fabulous design for a gorgeous room and for about two days I was really excited.
And then I began to worry… what would happen to my writing while I sat in this beautiful room? Would I feel that I needed to suddenly write The Great Australian novel? Would I feel dreadfully inadequate and freeze with fear? After all, I’m not a candidate for the Man Booker prize.
And somehow, out of this original plan, came our decision to build and extra bedroom and bathroom instead, with a tiny cubby hole at the back for my writing space. See this post for details…
And I’m quite happy in my little nook, honestly. If I want to get up very early while E’s still asleep, which I often do, I simply take my laptop through to the dining room. There, I have a lovely view of the dawn light creeping over the hills and the mist rising from the valleys, but after breakfast, I’m happy to return to my viewless den.
I thought, perhaps, that I was especially weird and insecure in shying away from the idea of a grand office (although nearly every writer I know is a little bit weird and insecure). Then I came across this passage in Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg.
‘I have watched friends who’ve made perfect spaces and then couldn’t bear to go into them. They felt more comfortable writing at the kitchen table. It’s hard to sit in an exquisite space and rub up against our imperfections which writing brings up.’
Well, thank you, Natalie Goldberg. I don’t feel quite so weird, after all.
But what about you? What’s your idea of a perfect writing space?
And then I began to worry… what would happen to my writing while I sat in this beautiful room? Would I feel that I needed to suddenly write The Great Australian novel? Would I feel dreadfully inadequate and freeze with fear? After all, I’m not a candidate for the Man Booker prize.
And somehow, out of this original plan, came our decision to build and extra bedroom and bathroom instead, with a tiny cubby hole at the back for my writing space. See this post for details…
And I’m quite happy in my little nook, honestly. If I want to get up very early while E’s still asleep, which I often do, I simply take my laptop through to the dining room. There, I have a lovely view of the dawn light creeping over the hills and the mist rising from the valleys, but after breakfast, I’m happy to return to my viewless den.
I thought, perhaps, that I was especially weird and insecure in shying away from the idea of a grand office (although nearly every writer I know is a little bit weird and insecure). Then I came across this passage in Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg.
‘I have watched friends who’ve made perfect spaces and then couldn’t bear to go into them. They felt more comfortable writing at the kitchen table. It’s hard to sit in an exquisite space and rub up against our imperfections which writing brings up.’
Well, thank you, Natalie Goldberg. I don’t feel quite so weird, after all.
But what about you? What’s your idea of a perfect writing space?
Sunday, July 24, 2011
For writers... 1 kph
A few of my writing friends and I are on deadlines, which can sometimes be rather stressful, so we're egging each other on with a new (to us) technique. 1 kph...
In other words, we're aiming for a thousand words in an hour. (Not every hour!!!)
To be honest we rarely manage this, but the system still works well. We set a time, turn email off (and in my case I plug in headphones and turn classical music on) and then we try to write without stopping for an hour.
In short bursts it's doable. I often get 500 or 600 words down which is much faster than my normal snail's pace. Of course, we still need to go back over our work to edit, reifne, polish and, sadly, sometimes delete... but for people who have to write day after day, these short bursts can be like a shot in the arm.
Do you gave a writing buddy? Why not try it? I'll be sprinting again this afternoon -- 3.30 till 4.30. Want to join me?
In other words, we're aiming for a thousand words in an hour. (Not every hour!!!)
To be honest we rarely manage this, but the system still works well. We set a time, turn email off (and in my case I plug in headphones and turn classical music on) and then we try to write without stopping for an hour.
In short bursts it's doable. I often get 500 or 600 words down which is much faster than my normal snail's pace. Of course, we still need to go back over our work to edit, reifne, polish and, sadly, sometimes delete... but for people who have to write day after day, these short bursts can be like a shot in the arm.
Do you gave a writing buddy? Why not try it? I'll be sprinting again this afternoon -- 3.30 till 4.30. Want to join me?
Monday, July 18, 2011
My life with pigs...
It’s funny, isn’t it, how you hear phrases all your life and you accept them without having really experienced their true significance. I can now say, after several weeks of pig ownership, that I understand all the popular sayings about pigs on a personal level and they now have a much deeper meaning for me. They are SO apt and true.
as greedy as a pig
snouts in the trough
as happy as a pig in mud – (oh, boy, do our pigs LOVE mud)
pig out
casting pearls before swine (they show absolutely no interest in their beautiful view of hills and sunsets)
But I do love them, just because they are so piggy. And I’m inclined to agree with the final conclusion of the pigs in George Orwell’s Animal Farm. All Animals Are Equal But Some Are More Equal Than Others.
Love this quote form Winston Churchill, too... “Always remember, a cat looks down on man, a dog looks up to man, but a pig will look man right in the eye and see his equal.”
And I spend a good deal of time digging up dandelions. I’ve concluded that dandelions are to pigs as Grange Hermitage is to humans.
as greedy as a pig
snouts in the trough
as happy as a pig in mud – (oh, boy, do our pigs LOVE mud)
pig out
casting pearls before swine (they show absolutely no interest in their beautiful view of hills and sunsets)
But I do love them, just because they are so piggy. And I’m inclined to agree with the final conclusion of the pigs in George Orwell’s Animal Farm. All Animals Are Equal But Some Are More Equal Than Others.
Love this quote form Winston Churchill, too... “Always remember, a cat looks down on man, a dog looks up to man, but a pig will look man right in the eye and see his equal.”
And I spend a good deal of time digging up dandelions. I’ve concluded that dandelions are to pigs as Grange Hermitage is to humans.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
The Appeal of the Outback Hero...
This is an article I wrote years and years ago, that I decided to post here to give it another airing, so to speak. :)
The Appeal of the Outback Hero - More than a Cowboy Down Under
Most Australians like to think that they have a strong connection with the outback. We’re proud of our country’s amazing red centre and its reputation for unusual rugged beauty combined with danger. However, the truth is that while our country has a land mass as big as the USA, our population is smaller than some of the world's cities, and over 90% of us live on the coastal strip. And yet we feel very nostalgic about the outback.
In reality, other brave souls are living the life for us.
I think this must be why I love outback heroes. They are larger than our lives. They are living the life... living the legend... for us.
While we in the city couldn’t cope without our convenience stores and our coffee shops just around the corner, people in the outback cope year after year with not only isolation, but droughts, floods and bushfires... They embody the image of man against the elements. And we city slickers manage to hoodwink ourselves into believing that we are somehow sharing that harsh, dangerous existence. We read about the resilience and toughness of our rural countrymen and we feel stronger... uplifted by their fortitude.
In romance novels, the outback hero has become a recognisable archetype, a character who evokes certain expectations in the reader’s mind. Readers know the outback is rugged and harsh and first and foremost they know that its men are tough and skilful - like Tom Burlinson, who thrilled us when he took that magnificent horse down the shockingly steep mountainside in the movie “A Man From Snowy River”.
I believe that an important part of the allure and the mystery for female readers is that the outback has a reputation for breeding men’s men. We don’t really belong... and therein lies the challenge.
Outback men stick by their mates. Remember Mel Gibson and his friends in the movie “Gallipoli”? The mateship they displayed in World War 1 had been forged while they were growing up on outback properties. Mateship is an Australian tradition that has grown out of the continuously dangerous lives outback guys lead as they do battle with a vast, primal landscape. Whether they are cattlemen or mining engineers, Flying Doctors or crocodile hunters, they’re physically tough and mentally strong and this is usually counterbalanced by an appealing irreverence for authority and a wicked sense of fun. In “Gallipoli” Mel and his mates made fun of the stuffy English officers.
Apart from the obvious allure of a sexy, naughty-boy grin allied with a toned, fit and athletic body, the special appeal of the outback heroes is that they hide powerful emotions behind all their brashness and toughness.
Deep down, these heroes are usually conservative, salt of the earth, true blue types whose feelings run deep. We suspect that behind their Alpha exteriors beat Beta hearts of pure gold and we love to see these loners - often remote, strong and silent types - brought to their knees as they admit they can’t deny their feelings any longer. And we know that the heroine, who manages to penetrate the outer shield to expose such a man’s tender feelings, wins a rare prize indeed.
Of course outback romances invite the obvious opportunity to explore the vast contrasts between city and country lifestyles and values and in this situation, they set up immediate conflict. In my novella CHARLOTTE’S CHOICE, Lady Charlotte Bellamy, a young English aristocrat, calls herself Charlie Bell and lands a job as a jillaroo on a remote North Queensland mustering team. In A BRIDE AT BIRRALEE, a Sydney based scientist ventures into the outback to seek out the father of her unborn baby. These situations open up the whole opposites-attract scenario and they have built-in, ready-made tension.
And I believe that just as the right woman can discover the hidden depths of a man’s emotions, outback heroes bring out the best in city women. A woman who is weak or helpless just won’t cut it in the bush. In this isolated, often harsh, hot and dusty environment, heroines must be strong and self reliant as well as having initiative and a sense of humour. By the time an outback hero has expressed his love or proposed marriage, the heroine will have demonstrated that she has the strength of character to face up to the demands of his lifestyle. The fact that a woman can give up the comfort and convenience of city life for the hardship and isolation of the outback is testimony to the strong appeal of the outback man.
Mind you, because I am also a bit of a feminist, there is usually a point in my books where the hero realises that his love for this woman is so great, he would be prepared to give up his bush life to keep her. This startling realisation is what sends Fletcher Hardy back to Melbourne to find Ally in my very first book, OUTBACK WIFE AND MOTHER and it’s what sends Jonno Rivers all the way to Paris in a A PARISIAN PROPOSITION, a book coming out later in 2003.
But I don’t want to give the impression that when a heroine marries an outback hero, she faces a grim life of endless hardship. In OUTBACK BABY, Gemma Brown longed to return to the bush where she grew up and in A WEDDING AT WINDAROO, Piper O’Malley, a heroine born and raised in the outback, loves the life and is fighting to keep her family’s property.
Any woman who marries an outback hero, whether she’s city or country bred, is marrying a man who is more much than a simple cowboy. An outback hero is a true man for all seasons, who can keep house and cook, who has university degrees and likes to travel the world and can provide for his family. He looks as comfortable in an Armani tuxedo, hosting a ball on the sweeping lawns that surround his homestead or escorting a beautiful woman to a concert in the Sydney Opera House, as he does in blue jeans and riding boots while he risks his neck on horseback leaping down gullies searching for wild, cleanskin cattle.
Like his real life counterparts, he’s living the legend. For us.
© Barbara Hannay October 2002
The Appeal of the Outback Hero - More than a Cowboy Down Under
Most Australians like to think that they have a strong connection with the outback. We’re proud of our country’s amazing red centre and its reputation for unusual rugged beauty combined with danger. However, the truth is that while our country has a land mass as big as the USA, our population is smaller than some of the world's cities, and over 90% of us live on the coastal strip. And yet we feel very nostalgic about the outback.
In reality, other brave souls are living the life for us.
I think this must be why I love outback heroes. They are larger than our lives. They are living the life... living the legend... for us.
While we in the city couldn’t cope without our convenience stores and our coffee shops just around the corner, people in the outback cope year after year with not only isolation, but droughts, floods and bushfires... They embody the image of man against the elements. And we city slickers manage to hoodwink ourselves into believing that we are somehow sharing that harsh, dangerous existence. We read about the resilience and toughness of our rural countrymen and we feel stronger... uplifted by their fortitude.
In romance novels, the outback hero has become a recognisable archetype, a character who evokes certain expectations in the reader’s mind. Readers know the outback is rugged and harsh and first and foremost they know that its men are tough and skilful - like Tom Burlinson, who thrilled us when he took that magnificent horse down the shockingly steep mountainside in the movie “A Man From Snowy River”.
I believe that an important part of the allure and the mystery for female readers is that the outback has a reputation for breeding men’s men. We don’t really belong... and therein lies the challenge.
Outback men stick by their mates. Remember Mel Gibson and his friends in the movie “Gallipoli”? The mateship they displayed in World War 1 had been forged while they were growing up on outback properties. Mateship is an Australian tradition that has grown out of the continuously dangerous lives outback guys lead as they do battle with a vast, primal landscape. Whether they are cattlemen or mining engineers, Flying Doctors or crocodile hunters, they’re physically tough and mentally strong and this is usually counterbalanced by an appealing irreverence for authority and a wicked sense of fun. In “Gallipoli” Mel and his mates made fun of the stuffy English officers.
Apart from the obvious allure of a sexy, naughty-boy grin allied with a toned, fit and athletic body, the special appeal of the outback heroes is that they hide powerful emotions behind all their brashness and toughness.
Deep down, these heroes are usually conservative, salt of the earth, true blue types whose feelings run deep. We suspect that behind their Alpha exteriors beat Beta hearts of pure gold and we love to see these loners - often remote, strong and silent types - brought to their knees as they admit they can’t deny their feelings any longer. And we know that the heroine, who manages to penetrate the outer shield to expose such a man’s tender feelings, wins a rare prize indeed.
Of course outback romances invite the obvious opportunity to explore the vast contrasts between city and country lifestyles and values and in this situation, they set up immediate conflict. In my novella CHARLOTTE’S CHOICE, Lady Charlotte Bellamy, a young English aristocrat, calls herself Charlie Bell and lands a job as a jillaroo on a remote North Queensland mustering team. In A BRIDE AT BIRRALEE, a Sydney based scientist ventures into the outback to seek out the father of her unborn baby. These situations open up the whole opposites-attract scenario and they have built-in, ready-made tension.
And I believe that just as the right woman can discover the hidden depths of a man’s emotions, outback heroes bring out the best in city women. A woman who is weak or helpless just won’t cut it in the bush. In this isolated, often harsh, hot and dusty environment, heroines must be strong and self reliant as well as having initiative and a sense of humour. By the time an outback hero has expressed his love or proposed marriage, the heroine will have demonstrated that she has the strength of character to face up to the demands of his lifestyle. The fact that a woman can give up the comfort and convenience of city life for the hardship and isolation of the outback is testimony to the strong appeal of the outback man.
Mind you, because I am also a bit of a feminist, there is usually a point in my books where the hero realises that his love for this woman is so great, he would be prepared to give up his bush life to keep her. This startling realisation is what sends Fletcher Hardy back to Melbourne to find Ally in my very first book, OUTBACK WIFE AND MOTHER and it’s what sends Jonno Rivers all the way to Paris in a A PARISIAN PROPOSITION, a book coming out later in 2003.
But I don’t want to give the impression that when a heroine marries an outback hero, she faces a grim life of endless hardship. In OUTBACK BABY, Gemma Brown longed to return to the bush where she grew up and in A WEDDING AT WINDAROO, Piper O’Malley, a heroine born and raised in the outback, loves the life and is fighting to keep her family’s property.
Any woman who marries an outback hero, whether she’s city or country bred, is marrying a man who is more much than a simple cowboy. An outback hero is a true man for all seasons, who can keep house and cook, who has university degrees and likes to travel the world and can provide for his family. He looks as comfortable in an Armani tuxedo, hosting a ball on the sweeping lawns that surround his homestead or escorting a beautiful woman to a concert in the Sydney Opera House, as he does in blue jeans and riding boots while he risks his neck on horseback leaping down gullies searching for wild, cleanskin cattle.
Like his real life counterparts, he’s living the legend. For us.
© Barbara Hannay October 2002
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Half a year gone already...
It’s been an ongoing surprise to me that living in the country can be really quite busy. We haven’t found time for nearly as many of the quiet, relaxing activities we anticipated – like rowing on the lake, or taking walks around the lake, or simply exploring the countryside in our car.
Perhaps, because this is out first year here, fulltime, we’ve had more visitors than we will in future years, and that’s one thing that’s been lovely, but certainly kept us busy. It doesn’t help that I’m a slow writer and that I still have deadlines to meet, and that even if I sit at my computer all day (which I do on many, many days) I can only produce 1500 words max.
If I write faster than that I write rubbish and only have to delete it a few days later. For me, speed just doesn’t work.
So these are also my excuses for the slow progress of our renovations/extensions. However, I do think it’s about time I showed you what’s been happening to Cloud Cottage.
To begin with, here is my study which looks very much like my old one because I brought my desk etc with me. It's tucked behind the bedroom and has a very high ceiling and a cut-out opening in the wall through to said bedroom (for airflow). Behind me are bookshelves and a window. Some people are surprised that I don't have a view, but I don't need a view when I'm writing. It's all in my head. And a good view of my collage is more important.
(I can't get rid of this space here)
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This is our lovely new bedroom. The high ceilings (not very well shown here) help to make it feel very spacious and we just love it.
(You can click on the pics to make then bigger.)
Next to it is our bathroom, which is possibly my favourite room in the house -- it's certainly my favourite bathroom out of the many that we've had. I was standing in the shower area to take this pic. You can see we've continued to recycle old windows and furniture to keep the feeling of a country cottage.
I also love the connecting corridor between the new section and the old.
And going back to front, we now arrive at the front door. We've been busy painting the exterior walls ourselves, but a wonderful young single mum has been doing the crazy paving, which is beautiful, isn't it?
We're getting there slowly...
Perhaps, because this is out first year here, fulltime, we’ve had more visitors than we will in future years, and that’s one thing that’s been lovely, but certainly kept us busy. It doesn’t help that I’m a slow writer and that I still have deadlines to meet, and that even if I sit at my computer all day (which I do on many, many days) I can only produce 1500 words max.
If I write faster than that I write rubbish and only have to delete it a few days later. For me, speed just doesn’t work.
So these are also my excuses for the slow progress of our renovations/extensions. However, I do think it’s about time I showed you what’s been happening to Cloud Cottage.
To begin with, here is my study which looks very much like my old one because I brought my desk etc with me. It's tucked behind the bedroom and has a very high ceiling and a cut-out opening in the wall through to said bedroom (for airflow). Behind me are bookshelves and a window. Some people are surprised that I don't have a view, but I don't need a view when I'm writing. It's all in my head. And a good view of my collage is more important.
(I can't get rid of this space here)
This is our lovely new bedroom. The high ceilings (not very well shown here) help to make it feel very spacious and we just love it.
(You can click on the pics to make then bigger.)
Next to it is our bathroom, which is possibly my favourite room in the house -- it's certainly my favourite bathroom out of the many that we've had. I was standing in the shower area to take this pic. You can see we've continued to recycle old windows and furniture to keep the feeling of a country cottage.
I also love the connecting corridor between the new section and the old.
And going back to front, we now arrive at the front door. We've been busy painting the exterior walls ourselves, but a wonderful young single mum has been doing the crazy paving, which is beautiful, isn't it?
We're getting there slowly...
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Busy days...
Sorry for my silence, but I've been kinda busy. Have to say I have a pretty cool family and that our experiment with Christmas in July actually worked. We managed to squeeze 14 into our little place over a long weekend (show holiday in T'ville). Nan and Pappy (that's E and me) slept on a mattress in front of the fire -- rather nice, really.
Two long tables on the veranda worked well for main meals and everyone pitched in with all the jobs. Everyone in the family loves food and cooking so we ate well and partied well, and there was always someone to take an interest in the littlies. At night there were glow sticks and sparklers and during the day, lots of storytelling and imaginative games (some inspired by the book Pookie Puts the World Right which was one of my childhood favourites that I bought on ebay -- my first ebay purchase -- yay!!), so we survived having to stay inside.
Here is accommodating Tom minding his little cousins' dolls while continuing to play on his computer. And below are the twins reading a bedtime story to a sick doll. (A Julia Quinn book, I believe -:)
I say we managed well because it rained non-stop for 8 days except for about four hours of sunshine on Sunday afternoon. And boy, did we make the most of that sun. Sons made a makeshift go-cart out of things they found in the shed and lots of folk had fun riding it down the hill. Then we also constructed a slip and slide with black plastic and detergent and again it was a great hit. This was followed by baths and then a trip to Yungaburra to see a platypus. The tinies were amazing down by the creek, picking up from all the adults that they had to be super quiet -- and we had really good viewings of three platypuses -- so very satisfactory.
You can view more pics of our July gathering here https://picasaweb.google.com/BarbHannay/ChristmasInJuly2011#slideshow/5626367809755268482
Two long tables on the veranda worked well for main meals and everyone pitched in with all the jobs. Everyone in the family loves food and cooking so we ate well and partied well, and there was always someone to take an interest in the littlies. At night there were glow sticks and sparklers and during the day, lots of storytelling and imaginative games (some inspired by the book Pookie Puts the World Right which was one of my childhood favourites that I bought on ebay -- my first ebay purchase -- yay!!), so we survived having to stay inside.
Here is accommodating Tom minding his little cousins' dolls while continuing to play on his computer. And below are the twins reading a bedtime story to a sick doll. (A Julia Quinn book, I believe -:)
I say we managed well because it rained non-stop for 8 days except for about four hours of sunshine on Sunday afternoon. And boy, did we make the most of that sun. Sons made a makeshift go-cart out of things they found in the shed and lots of folk had fun riding it down the hill. Then we also constructed a slip and slide with black plastic and detergent and again it was a great hit. This was followed by baths and then a trip to Yungaburra to see a platypus. The tinies were amazing down by the creek, picking up from all the adults that they had to be super quiet -- and we had really good viewings of three platypuses -- so very satisfactory.
You can view more pics of our July gathering here https://picasaweb.google.com/BarbHannay/ChristmasInJuly2011#slideshow/5626367809755268482
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