I started writing stories when I was a kid, continued sporadically through college, and carved out more time in adulthood. But I didn\u2019t finish anything, besides some short stories for classes and that one teenage fanfic about a boy band (so embarrassing). The ideas were there, though not fully formed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally, when I was in graduate school, I broke through. I finished a novel! I call it my masterpiece, not in that it was some fantastic work (it was not), but more in the traditional apprentice\/journeyman\/master system. I produced something. And it was like popping a cork.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Since then I\u2019ve written various genres, but my heart is definitely in romance. I love watching relationships develop and grow. Seeing flawed people learn about themselves and learning to trust someone else is catnip to me. The guarantee of a happily ever after, or at least a happy for now, ending is important to my reading enjoyment. The world is hard enough. I don\u2019t need to add pain and misery. Well, maybe a little angst.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I\u2019ve written what I wanted to read, I haven\u2019t felt the push to share it with others. Maybe it\u2019s been fear holding me back. It\u2019s hard putting something of yourself into the world for others to see and judge. But my life has changed in the last few years. Maybe I\u2019m finally growing up. If I must. Maturing, then, perhaps. The fear is still there, but love plays its part.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I love my characters. I want to introduce them to people. To see them live in someone else\u2019s mind for a few hours. And, so, I must also put myself into the world. It\u2019s a new adventure. The process may be slow, but I have to start somewhere.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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