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"Feel the Wild, See the Art, Embrace the Storm, and Live the Story."

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About Me

Behind Saddle Storms is a sixth-generation Wyoming rancher, storyteller, and solo creator who has called 20+ Wyoming communities home. That life — the land, the livestock, the wide open spaces and the people who work them — is woven into everything built here: western romance novels written under the pen name Quilla Saddles, original outlaw country music, hand-painted acrylic art, and the occasional blog that'll make you laugh more than it probably should. Everything sold here comes from a real place, made by someone who actually lives this life, not someone writing about it from the outside. If that sounds like your kind of place, you're already home.

The Wild West of Wyoming and Beyond

Life In Wyoming: The Charm of the Equality State
A completely unbiased, totally objective guide to Life in Wyoming The state where the wind is free and everything else costs more than it should. The natural splendor of Wyoming Wyoming covers over 97,000 square miles, which sounds impressive until ...
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The Cowboy Way in Wyoming: Tradition, Resilience, and Community
Wyoming is synonymous with the cowboy way—a lifestyle rooted in hard work, self-reliance, and a deep connection to the land. Known as the Cowboy State, Wyoming celebrates its Western heritage in every corner, from its sprawling ranches to its legend...
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Reins, Rhymes and Rabbit Holes

The Legend Of Socks
This is a poem I wrote many years ago when my children were still little and money was tight. That year for Christmas they received a ton of socks, and they weren't exactly excited about it.  Socks come in pairs - may you always have someone to sha...
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Caught Hook, Line, and Sinker: A Cowboy’s Tale of “Fishing” Gone Wrong
Now, let me paint you a picture of Hank, a classic cowboy in a black hat, boots worn down from years of dancing around trouble, and a talent for spinning tales so tall you’d need a ladder to poke holes in them. One fine Saturday morning, Hank kissed...
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Cowboy Boots and Bull Honks
Jed McCallister considered himself a master of cowboy shenanigans. He’d pulled off some legendary pranks—swapping out a fella’s saddle with a rocking horse, sneaking jalapeños into the chuckwagon biscuits, and even replacing the town sheriff’s coffe...
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Peanuts, Pride, and a Polished Floor
Spurs jingled like tiny alarm clocks as the doors of the Dusty Comet Saloon swung wide and in swaggered Hank “sure-thing” Mallory. He had a haircut that suggested confidence and boots that suggested poor decision-making. He tipped his black hat...
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The Day I Became a Human Soda Fountain
A few years back, I was living the dream as a store manager at a well-known convenience store chain. If you’ve never worked one of these temples of chaos, let me give you the lay of the land: candy racks stacked from waist-high to floor-level, aisle...
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