Thursday, November 28, 2013

Effie's Outlaw by Karen Lopp with Interview


1) First, tell us about yourself – where  you live, your family, and those sorts of details.

I currently live in the sunny state of New Mexico, also known as the Land of Enchantment. But I have lived in Oklahoma, Texas, and Arizona. Right now all of my children are in the same state, but once they finish college who knows where they will end up. AND my oldest daughter is about to give me my first grandbaby. Jack will be here early in November and we are super excited. I can spoil this one

2) How long have  you been writing?

I have been writing for a while, but didn’t get real serious until the last five years. Then I started taking classes, attending conferences, judging contests and entering contests. I learned a lot during that time.

3)      Do you have a favorite place to write?

I have my desk sitting next to a low window looking over the fishpond by husband made, but my favorite spot is anywhere outside.

4) Why did you decide to write Effie’s Outlaw?

I love all things cowboy and Old West. Some of the back roads we traveled in Arizona made great locations for criminal hideouts, thus the kernel for Effie’s Outlaw was born.
5)      Who is your favorite character in your book and why?

Effie is my favorite character because I identify with her inability to keep directions straight. Everyone in my family has the inherent talent to know which way is north but me. My husband has learned to never let me get too far away from him when we are out in the wilderness. Good thing he wants to keep me.

6) How about your least favorite character?  What makes them less appealing to you?

That would be Ben, the leader of the gang. He is a smart man who has wasted his life by turning to the criminal side instead of using his mind in better pursuits.

7)      Do you proofread/edit your own books or do you get someone to do that for you?

I try my best to self-edit before sending it off the publisher, but since I am so intimately familiar with the story I don’t catch my own mistakes. I do have a couple of people that give it the once over but in the end, the editor always finds something for me to correct.

8) What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

I love to be outdoors in the middle of nowhere, hiking, camping or just relaxing in the solitude and silence. If not, I’m usually outside at my house mucking around in the garden, in the kitchen converting my old recipes to gluten-free, or in my sewing room.

9)      Do you read much and if so who are your favorite authors?

I grew up with a book in my hand, but these days I don’t have as much time to read as I used to. Since purchasing a kindle I can take books with me anywhere and that has allowed me more time. And while I do read tons of romance I have to admit my favorite author is Tolkien. Other than that, the list would be to long.

10) What question do you wish that someone would ask about your book, but nobody has? Write it out here, then answer it.

Where did you get the inspiration for your characters names?

In researching my family tree I found that  one of my ancestors, named Alexander did a stint as a U.S. Marshal and that is where I found the name Effie, also.

Effie’s Outlaw
Karen Lopp

Genre: Historical Western Romance
Publisher: SoulMate Publishing
Cover Artist: Devon

Book Description:

Boston heiress, Effie Sheridan, takes matters into her own hands when her fortune is being stolen. The last thing she expects is to be kidnapped by a gang of train robbers. Forced to pretend to be an outlaw's lover to stay alive, she questions her sanity when she is drawn to the gruff, yet charming bandit who risks everything to save her.

U.S. Deputy, Alex Marshall is mad enough to spit nails when the beautiful, city-bred girl lands in his arms. Unable to abandon her to the cruelties of the gang, he searches for a way out of the responsibility. But her courage and sweet kisses begin to chip away at the bitterness inside his heart and he must choose between revenge on the gang that slaughtered everyone he loved or redemption for saving a women he can never have. 


The quiet frightened her. She was used to buildings, noise and humanity. Used to a kind face if she got lost. Used to law-abiding citizenry, not a landscape full of barbarians.
She took one step and then another. A flash of red in the distance made her freeze. Most of the men sported red bandanas. Effie turned and rushed in a different direction, her blood froze at the close call, remembering the outlaw’s threat of selling her to the highest bidder and the horror the other women endured.
A headache hammered in her skull and dulled her ability to stay focused. Her feet hurt and every step revealed a new pain from her fall from the train. Mouth dry, she longed to find the stream Lefty said existed. She was beginning to think he lied. A quick glance back reveled— nothing. The tight knot in her stomach subsided.
A glare caught her eye, and she quickened her footsteps. Something shimmered in the sunlight. She hurried towards the source. It had to be water, nothing else bright came to mind.
In her haste, Effie tripped over a rock and landed on all fours. She hissed out a cry of pain. Her heart fluttered like a fly trapped in a jar. Had anyone heard her? She glanced up, the silver canteen that Lefty had hung up, swayed from the branch above her. Fingers curled into a fist she punched the air.
Her valiant effort to escape had only led her right back to Lefty. To the man who had ripped her from the comforts of civilization, forced her to wear indecent clothes, and expected free reign of her body when he woke.
Damn. Yes it was rude to think such vulgarities, but not a soul here would be offended by her lapse into crudeness. Now, she had to start all over. Go back into that labyrinth and find a way out. And avoid getting caught.
Effie hauled her aching body upright, brushed the hair from her eyes, and started walking. Dappled sunlight fell across the ground. Something crunched in the stillness and she choked back a cry.
“I tell you I saw someone wandering around.” An angry voice sounded close, too close. Ice crystallized on her skin.
“You’re hallucinating. Ain’t no girl haunting this forest.” The second, deeper voice was filled with disgust.
“Who else would wear bright orange and go in circles?”
“Orange? You fool, that’d be Consuela. Ben will kill you if you bother her.”
“She has on blue now. A real fancy new dress. Probably stole it from one of the captives.”
“Maybe it’s Lefty girl, she’s the only one left. He’ll kill you too. I’ve seen him draw. You don’t want to mess with him.”
“Are you going to tell?”
“Course not.”
“Then let’s go find her. Have some fun and kill her. Lefty won’t know who did it.”
Effie’s stomach crawled up to her throat and strangled her. A layer of sweat slicked her upper lip. How could she avoid these predators? One of them had seen her and now hunted for her. She peered around the tree, only to see them angling directly towards her.

About the Author: 

Steeped in a rich family history, Karen Lopp has always been drawn to the courageous lives of the women who lived through the hardships of the past and triumphed.

A transplant from Oklahoma where she grew up on a farm just one mile away from where her great-grandparents settled in the land run, Karen now lives in the enchanted land of New Mexico and has a running competition with her dad on who can grow the tallest hollyhocks. Books and tales of ancestors were staples in her life and she fell in love with history. Enthralled with the short stories her grandmother wrote and passed down, she took the plunge (with encouragement from hubby and kids) into the world of writing.  Her inspiration comes from research into her family tree and their interesting lives.

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