Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Wrtier's Workspace: Kathleen Eagle

Writer's Workspace visits with the wonderful  Special Edition author Kathleen Eagle (this is a delayed posting as wires got crossed!)

A Pack Rat’s Writing Space



What’s my writing space like? 


Funny you should ask.  I’ve been meaning to commit a cleaning for sometime.  Tall order for a collector like yours truly.  Or pack rat, as Mama used to call me, and her son-in-law still does.  Mama was am Air Force wife, and Clyde will always be a cowboy.  The U-Haul or the pack horse can only carry so much; thus their shared mantra:  Use it or toss it.  For me, the story lives in the details, and the story of my life is written in my treasures.  I don’t have many originals, so in recent years I’ve found myself collecting and surrounding myself with duplicates.


So here’s my home space.   My computer stands in a small corner flanked by large windows.  I see woods and bird feeders often visited by all kinds of wild critters.  My favorite collectibles fill the surrounding shelves.  We have book shelves in every room, so my office holds copies of my books and resource materials.  The rest of the shelves hold my toys.  I’ve always been a doll lover, but none of my own survived my heavy doll use or Daddy’s many transfers.  Most of my dolls are the kind I loved as a child.  They’ve been a wonderful source of nostalgia for me and play for my two granddaughters


The Toni dolls—I had one when I was about five years old, got her as a reward for suffering the Toni home permanent— watch me work from above.  The vintage Barbies remind this Boomer of 50’s and 60’s fashion.  The dolls and their clothes were made to last back then, and the detail in the early clothing is amazing. 


Detail, detail—the life of the story is in the details.  When I’m writing a story set on the plains of the Dakotas or points west, I like to spend a little time there.  I’ll book a room at the casino on the reservation where I met my husband, where we ranched and where our Paint horses still reside under watchful Eagle eyes.  I’m not a gambler, so I set up my laptop and write, write, write, taking time out only for walks along the river and through the tall grass.  


I hope readers can immerse themselves in the land and the life through the details of my story, imagine a woman falling head over heels for an irresistible cowboy in a setting that is both powerful and fragile, timeless and still contemporary.  ONE LESS LONELY COWBOY (March Special Edition, on sale February 19) has that feel.  Set in northeastern Montana in the Missouri Breaks, it’s the story of a woman forced to return to the home she once fled and a footloose cowboy who’s rebuilding his life through his work.  Among the many series books I’ve written, this is my 15th book for my favorite series imprint, Special Edition.  Like my collectibles, it’s classic.


I hope you’ll visit my website for excerpts and blog with me and some of my writer friends at Riding With The Top Down.



  1. Good morning, ladies! I'm here filling the chair you see in the first picture. The house is quiet. Woods are quiet. Perfect time to work proofread a newly line edited manuscript. How things have changed since I sold my first Special Edition almost 30 years ago. Back then you got a hard copy of the marked up ms in the mail. Now everything comes back to me as an attachment to an e-mail with suggestions for changed marked electronically.

    But the job is the same--I make corrections/changes and send the ms back to editorial. This is an important part of the process and one that a good publisher takes seriously. I have had the good fortune to work with good publishers and skilled editors for 30 years. In my opinion, good editorial is what separates the wheat from the chaff in book production.

  2. Kathleen, So love the peek into your office space. Mine looks a mess by comparison, (sigh). I always have good intentions, but stuff and junk just piles up. Where it comes from is a mystery. Gremlins, probably.
    Looking forward to reading your book. In fact, I'm headed to a book store today.

    1. You should see mine now, Roz. Stuff! Where does it all come from? Gremlins or granddaughters?

  3. Kathleen: Am I allowed to call the mess that is my office a pack rat disease? I'm pretty certain anyone who'd take one look would say, "Man, you're...not very organized." And that would be the nicest way they could put it. I learned to ride on a Paint named Chief. Won several blues with him because the judges knew he was the most ornery horse in the stable, and yet he did everything I asked of him in the ring. I'm sort of guessing it was because he absolutely knew I had carrots and/or apples waiting for him when I'd take him back to his stall. Nothing like bribery to win a horse's affection. :) Can't wait to read your newest! I LOVE coming home stories.

  4. I love the paint job, the dolls, the view from the window. So fun to see where you get your inspiration. But, I admit to having a problem deciphering. . . Mamp used to call me a packrat and her son in law still does... oh.... yes, says the slow one... your husband. Thanks for sharing where you get your creativity!

  5. Not sure I understand what is wrong with this room I love it. I have a pink living room. And a large Curio of dolls. And soon I am putting angel wings on the wall above the fire place. Every women needs a place just for her. Men have garages and man caves, Bar B Q grills and we have mops, brooms vac's kitchens. Lets all stand up for a place for women in our homes! LOL!

  6. Kathleen, my work spot is the extra bedroom after the last kiddo left the home nest. She's taller than me, so I tip-toe a lot to reach the shelves holding my reference books. My windows face North and East making the room light and bright. It's also the "catch-all" room. So where do I work best? During the winter, you'll find me with my laptop in the living room near the wood-burning fireplace. I love your shelves of keepsake treasures and the fact you share them with your granddaughters. Looking forward to reading One Less Lonely Cowboy.