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Several months ago, in a fit of boredom, or perhaps inspiration, I googled “random holidays.” I found a website dedicated to such things and I put one or two (or 50) dates into my phone of holidays that I found interesting. Because, you know, maybe I wanted to do themed Instagram photos (that was a real thought in my brain). But, also because the celebration of everyday and arbitrary is my favorite bit of magic.

 I’ve gone a few months without much acknowledgement of these holidays, but today I noticed it was “Make up Your Own Holiday.” Day. I looked and my phone and said, “Ok, I’ll do that,” and Book Character Crush Day was born. Then I added an International to make it seem more legitimate and International Book Character Crush Day was born.


International Book Character Crush Day is a day to honor the crème de la crème of book characters – the ones that make you swoon, the ones that make you want to be best friends. Whoever it is that makes you feel all the feels. The ones that you think about and talk about for the rest of your live long days.

I won’t be talking about Mr. Darcy. He’s great. I have actually fallen in love with every man I have ever seen play Mr. Darcy, and I tell you this so you will know that my love is deep, but Mr. Darcy is not my first Book Love.

Shiloh Irons is.


Who is Shiloh Irons? He is a 6’4’’ blond nurse circa early 1880s. Orphaned as a baby, raised by three German sisters, boxer and Confederate soldier – until an injury brought him to a field hospital where he found a natural talent as a nurse. In the first book, he comes along side our independent and smart heroine Cheney Duvall (who is a DOCTOR) as her nurse and I think that basically makes him a feminist.

I cannot possibly see how you are not also already in love with Shiloh Irons, so I will say this. This eight book series that features Shiloh is the Cheney Duvall, MD series by Gilbert and Lynn Morris, and they are my most reread books of all time. I hold them dear to my heart and have for many, many, many years. I know they are slightly ridiculous (is there a way to make Christian Historical Fiction not at least slightly ridiculous?) but these books and their characters taught me about love and friendship and God and family and, in their own strange way, feminism.


So, even though my older sister mercilessly made fun of me for these books, I’ll share them proudly. Because like so many things that seem so little and insignificant, they are actually running through my veins like oxygen changing my blood from blue to red and most of all keeping me alive.

The real conclusion to this is that we are all real lucky they have never made a film version of any of these novels because, if my reaction to Mr. Darcy is any indication, I would surely be stalking the man who played Shiloh Irons.


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