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Ughh! My husband just handed me a gift and I realized I just forgot Sweetest Day!
I have a confession to make…I’m not very romantic. Shocking isn’t it? As a woman and since my debut novel, A Taste of Love is listed under the category of romance.
Me… Romance? Not so much. 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. Wipe the sweat off my face and casually leave it on the table as if I’d planned the whole thing. In busier times, I have even forgotten my husband’s birthday—it’s the same day as mine.
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? No. 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.
Life…one chapter at a time