Confessions of a Romance Nerd

I don't remember a time when I haven't loved books.

That's not to say there were some books I didn't prefer to read. But on the whole, I loved books, from fairytales that didn't involve Disney, to the Laura Ingalls Wilder books I devoured one summer, to Sweet Valley High that got me started on romances on to Danielle Steel's melodrama, then Harlequin's happily ever after.

It was the happily ever after bit that hooked me onto big girl romances from that point on.

The public library was THE place for me as a child. It was the place I got my first kiss, the place I snuck to when I was grounded(still can't believe my dad never noticed my bike parked in front of the library doors - almost gave me a heart attack at 13yrs. old) and the place I learned to park & drive the family station wagon.

I don't remember if my first Harlequin Presents was Janet Dailey or Anne Mather. All I know was that I was hooked. Hooked on love, passion, alpha men, faraway places and happily ever after.

After a health scare I vowed to tackle my dream of writing romance. I cleared out a corner of my bedroom and got to it.

I've never looked back. Sometimes I want to bang my head on my desk, talk to myself waaay too much about goals, motivations & conflicts and lose too much sleep, but I love it.

My husband & kids have supported Mommy's dream and have cheered me on through encouraging rejection letters to losses in contests, believing that one day I'll get the call.

And I hope that one day, I will.