I have a confession to make…I’m not very romantic.  Shocking isn’t it?  My debut novel, Three Hundred and Sixty Degrees was just released by Red Rose Publishing and will be released in printed form this summer under the category of Romance.

Me… Romance?  I’m the person who runs out on February 13th at midnight looking for a 24 hour Wal-Mart in order to find the perfect, seemingly well thought- out, Valentine’s Day gift for my husband.  And that’s if I’m thinking ahead.  If not, I sneak it into the house on Valentine’s Day.  In busier times, I have even forgotten my husband’s birthday—it’s the same day as mine.

Now, whether my novel, meets the true definition of romance or whether it’s just a love story– I’m way too new to this business to answer that question.  I’ll leave that to the professionals.  But I have noticed that everything I write or plan to write (I have other books in the works), has a definite relationship that takes center stage in the story and has a happily ever after.


So, alright, another confession.   Maybe I’m not romantic in the everyday sense of the word, but I do believe there is something sacred about the bond between a man and a woman.   And, something so inherently beautiful about a man in love.   He’ll do anything to please the object of his affection.  Heroic in his efforts and sacrificial in his dedication.  It truly is a wonderful thing to witness.  Love is a part of who we are.  Even I, who, wouldn’t put rose petals on the bed for fear they would stain the sheets, would curl up in that same bed with a book; my pulse quickening when the hero and heroine meet for the first time, rapidly turning the pages to see what would happen between them and letting the answering machine pick up the phone.  Completely engulfed by the magic that is love.

Will every story I write be considered a true romance novel?  I’m not sure.  But I believe love is one of the most profound experiences we can have as human beings.  It is one of our deepest, most basic desires.   So I am sure you will find in each story I write, a man who loves a woman, sometimes even when she doesn’t love herself- and who is driven, destined, to have her.  And, I’m sure, on some level that makes me romantic.  Thank you very much.  I appreciate the compliment.

Tonya Lampley

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Three Hundred and Sixty Degrees– available at Red Rose Publishing.