Bonanza Fan Fiction by “Southplains”

Marie’s background.  The part of the Cartwright saga that has always been hidden in swirling mists of obscurity, of dropped hints and half-told secrets.  Bonanza writers told us just enough to give us a sense of lost innocence and veiled shame, and perhaps not even that—or perhaps more than that, depending on which clues you [...]

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My most recent story is a What-Happened-Next for the episode “My Brother’s Keeper”.  Yeah, I can hear you groaning, “OMG, another one?”  Believe me, I tried to talk myself out of doing it, because that episode has to be one of the top contenders for having the most WHNs done for it.  The Bonanza fan [...]

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Little Joe Cartwright was a Texan.
 
Huh? 
 
Yes, you heard me correctly.  Little Joe Cartwright was born in Texas.  
 
Bet you didn’t know that, did you?  Oh, my, I hear the shouts of dissent resounding around the globe from Bonanza fandoms everywhere.  What the heck are you talking about?  Everyone knows that Little Joe was born in [...]

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I wrote ‘A World of Hurt’ for one very shallow reason—to satisfy my own craving for a hurt/suffering Joe story.  (There’s a bit of suffering Adam included as well, but this story does center around Little Joe.)  I think that’s why most fanfic writers write what they write—self-satisfaction.  Otherwise there would be no point, since [...]

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Some people may find this picture upsetting; after all, it is a poor, dead little creature who was minding his own business when a car mowed him down.  (So I warn you, don’t look at the photo below.) But those of you who are familiar with armadillos know that 99% of the ones you see on [...]

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I was surfing on an online book site this morning, (the authors there were expounding upon the use of Little Joe Cartwright as a pattern for the romance heroes in their books) and while looking at various book covers it occurred to me that seeing your story in book form must be an incredible thrill.  [...]

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Cracks in the ground a foot deep and as wide as a man’s arm.  Edges of asphalted roads actually cracking and falling off into the ditch in chunks the width of a sheet of paper.  Grass in mid-summer as brown and crispy as if it was January.  Temperatures well over 100 degrees starting in early [...]

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