Award-winning author, Jayme H Mansfield, a nearly-native of Colorado, was born in Kansas City, Missouri, but her relatives have been Colorado ranchers and farmers since her early childhood.
While her family “ranched,” Jayme would slip off to capture the beauty of her surroundings and the pioneer spirit of the people and their horses in her sketchbook. She’d not only chronicle them with broad strokes of her brush but with the power of her words, writing short stories “sure to become bestsellers.”
This child-artist and wanna-be author grew up to attain and encompass both of her passions — writing works of historical and contemporary fiction that contain elements of the transforming power of art.
Her latest historical fiction, Rush, which released in November 2017, invites readers to race across the plains of Oklahoma in the 1893 Land Run. It’s a tension-filled tale based on the adventures of her great-great grandmother’s determination to survive as a pioneer woman. Her award-winning debut novel, Chasing the Butterfly, remains a book club favorite and an Amazon bestseller.
Jayme continues to live at the base of the Rocky Mountains in Lakewood, Colorado, with her husband, three boys, and their golden retriever, where she maintains a writing office and teaches art to children and adults in her Piggy Toes Art Studio — “my big-kid playground for the passions I love.”
Her future desire is to continue to develop and pursue her love of painting and writing. “Sometimes the two worlds seem far away from each other and compete for my time and attention. Mostly, they meld together and enrich not only my life, but hopefully the lives of my readers with vivid description and lively and memorable characters.”
Jayme wants to connect with her readers. You can visit her at www.jaymehmansfield.com, purchase her books on her Amazon Author page, and view her vibrant works of art in her Artist Portfolio.
“Determined to make an imprint on my memory, I walked to the top of the small mound to survey the land. Each cluster of trees and bushes grew thicker as my eye traveled toward the creek. Extending my arm and squinting one eye, I turned in a circle, following the curves and plateaus of the land with my hand. Patches of brilliant goldenrod, mixed with swaths of bluish-green, hazy sage and pink prairie rose spotted the landscape as though an artist had taken a brush to canvas, adding dabs of vibrant color. Tipping my face toward the wide-open sky, the prettiest blue, marbled with subtle swipes of white, greeted me. Brushstrokes by the hand of God.” — Mary Louisa Roberts, Rush
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What a great post. Love this! 😊
Thank you, Andrea. Interesting roots.