Mean Pete--Head Honcho of Mean Pete Publishing

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Yakima Henry is Stirring


If you walk about a quarter-mile above my house, you get a great view of where Yakima Henry, the character I write under my Frank Leslie name, is right now holed up with a beautiful Indian gal.  Her name is Quiet Bird.  She resembles an otherworldly hypbrid of Claudia Cardinale, Sharon Tate, and Raquel Welch.  Those hump-backed mountains in the far distance are the Mummy Range, and that's where Yakima is holed up in a little log cabin surrounded by mossy rocks and pines and a little, frozen creek...with Quiet Bird.



Only, Quiet Bird is not so quiet anymore.  Yakima is getting tired of the girl.  It was fun for the first few days, but she's becoming a harpy, as they so often do.  She wants him to split more wood, pick up his beer cans, and use the privy.  She's tired of all the yellow snow around the stoop.

Yakima is getting restless.  He needs another adventure.  He told me so last night in a dream.  "Hey, partner," he said, nudging my shoulder.  "Get me out of here, will you?  Let's hit the trail.  Hey, why don't you take me down to Mexico again?  How about an adventure amongst the balmy breezes on the Sea of Cortez?  Why don't you bring a ruthless band of cutthroats in here to kill Quiet Bird and I'll go crazy and track 'em south to warmer country?  How'd that be?"

Me:  "All right.  Just let me finish up this house book I'm still hammering on, and then I'll see what I can do come the first of January.  I already got a title, the first of three more in the planning.  But I sorta wanted to set it in Dakota Territory during a January snowstorm.  You're out there in the subzero temps trudging through snow and fighting wolves of both the human and animal brand?  How's that sound?"

Silence.

"Yakima?  Hey, Yakima!  How does Thunder in the Snow sound?!"


4 comments:

  1. Thunder in the Snow? If I was Yakima, I'd be suggesting Piss in the Wind. If you think freezing his a** off fighting wolves (human and/or otherwise) in the snow is a good time, please remember those of us who will be reading that stuff when it is -32 outside will not be amused, no matter how much Irish coffee we drink.

    Give the guy a break. Besides, think of all the hot-blooded senoritas with those low cut blouses and abundants cha-chas who could help him forget Quiet Bird.

    Well, I suppose if he was freezing to death in your blizzard, he could hallucinate about the desert, just before his...fingertips...turn blue and fall off.

    Wait a minute. You actually have conversations with Yakima? And he answers back?

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  2. Of course I do and of course he does. Why wouldn't I/he?

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  3. Reports have been circulating that Yakima Henry has resurfaced and has been sighted all the way from the Hi-Line as far south as the Superstition Range, but not all of these reports come in from reputable sources.

    If you see that ole' 'breed within range of your '73 refrain from cutting down on him and have a telegram dispatched to U.S. Marshal Flagg care of Denver office? We have need of finding him.

    Timothy "Turbulent" Timmons
    U.S. Deputy Marshall
    Somewhere West of the Pecos

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  4. So that's the way it works, eh?
    What the heck, it beats talking to yourself and Yakima certainly would be an interesting fellow to converse with, right? ... That is, of course, if you don't piss him off too bad by sending him out to get his 'nads frozen blue in a Dakota blizzard ... Conversation might sorta "dry up" and turn into something less pleasant when he returns for his next visit.

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