I was a reader before I was a writer. I always wanted to write what I read. That means romance. These days, I read to escape the crazy world I live in for another one less confusing, at least for a short time. I write for escape too. I hope what I write helps you put aside what stresses you’re coping with, at least for a time.
I can’t remember a time when I didn’t write. It was poetry when I was a kid: Shakespearean-style sonnets. I still have them, awful things, but very passionate. Later I thought fairy tales were the thing, and then short stories, except I didn’t know that was what they were called.
Only as an adult did I take a stab at writing novel-length. In each one I started my style came through, but I had no idea how to organize it so it would make sense to anyone…even me. I had no idea what made a story flow in the right direction: the hero’s goals, what made her do what she did, and what kept her from doing it. On some level I knew there had to be a beginning, a middle, and an end. But how to pull them all together? And before you ask why I didn’t take a class, there was no way I was going to do that. I might have had confirmation for what I already knew, that I was the only one who thought she had talent.
All that work I wrote so painstakingly and painfully? I threw it away. Then I immersed myself in the business of raising children. No matter, I couldn’t rid myself of the itch to write. I tried. I kept asking myself why I was trying to do something I sucked at.
It took me years to realize the itch was never going to go away. When I finally did, and an opportunity to learn about goals and story flow came up, I was smart enough to grab it and I became a writer!
The happy result? The publication of my first book FOR THE LOVE OF THE DAME. My second book A DUKE FOR DESSERT, followed. It’s the first in a series of three books featuring modern day billionaire English dukes and the American women who drive them crazy.
These days I write all the time. 5:30 in the morning. 11 at night and any and every time in between. I write everywhere. At home. At Starbucks and Panera. At the office during lunch. In doctor’s offices, waiting for an appointment. On the bus, on the train. I dragged my lap top to a wedding we went to in Helsinki and worked in the hotel!
It’s clear to me now, as long as I can hit the keys on my lap top, as long as the ideas I dream up keep coming, I’ll continue to write. The good thing? I don’t fill my brain with all that negativity I let myself wallow in before. Is writing easy these days? Not always. But I love it. The fact is, I’ve always loved it, even if I couldn’t admit it, then. I imagine I’ll always love it.
My husband, Andy, and I live in northern New Jersey, just off the Garden State Parkway, which means I can get anywhere from there.
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