Why I Write and Read Romance…
Romance has many killers, maimers, wounders, torturers. Divorce, death, adultery, addiction, alcoholism, pornography, work, money, the list goes on and on.
No matter which way you look at it, anything that tears apart that happy-ending is death – to romance. And I don’t know about you, but I like a happy ending. I need a happily-ever-after. In this day and age, romance stories seem to be the only constant source of utopic endings on supply which wasn’t always the case.
I started reading romance at the age of 8. Found my mom’s Fabio-covered book folded open to save her spot. It was a Viking one. You know, one where Fabio’s leather covered legs rode the stern of a ship while in his arms he held the woman whose clothes kept falling off. I loved those books. Still love them.
Growing up, I looked for my own “Fabio”. I never really dated anyone because, let’s face it, what 16-year-old boy holds up to a hero written about by an older woman? I wanted the “man” who was going to whisk me off my feet. But they all fell short.
When I met my husband, I expected the sweep me off my feet, fall in love right away, never to have problems, happy ending. But instead I married my best friend who I fight with, yell with, dirt bike ride with, have children with, eat with, cook with, shower with (another story), play with, and do everything in between with. We’ve been married 10 years. Ten. That’s crazy. Especially since I’m only 21. *wink*
We hear all the time, as authors, to write what we know. Well, romance is what I know. The ups, downs, ins and outs. Drama around every corner but love prevailing.
Today at the fridge, I reached for the pickles and hubby pinned me against the wall for a smooch and a half. Hello! Our oldest of 4 kids pointed and laughed and the other 3 ignored us. Normal oddities at my house.
Romance is what I know, in all its guts and glory, with the shrapnel and stitches. I read what I like and write what I love. Nothing better than that.
**SPOILER** When Maggie, in Breathe Again (08/22/2011 Carina Press) finds her happy ending, I wiped the tears away I’d cried along her journey. It’s a romance, so how much did I really spoil? Brodan has a bit of my hubby in him. When you read him, let me know if you like him. I fell hard and so did Maggie.
Breathe Again releases August 22, 2010.