An absurdity I've come to appreciate is this photo, one of the few times in recent years I've actually worn makeup. Well, sometimes we all want to be someone else, so sometimes I'd like to be the kind of person who knows how to wear makeup and whose wardrobe isn't frozen in the styles of 1989. Something has to give, and usually it's the hairdo. It's the year my first child was born, the year I decided to leave the gritty, slightly insane world of journalism for the grubbier, slightly more insane world of motherhood. Since then, I've had a second child, gotten a master's degree, taught college writing courses, and published 11 romance novels.
Love is the glue that makes it all work.
I guess that's why I write romance. I love spinning stories that are fun, yet with deeper undercurrents, which is why I especially like historical romance. The tension between the social constrictions of the Regency era, for example, and the urgent yearnings of the human heart provide luscious, fertile ground for some ripping good romance. Humor keeps us all from losing our minds, and my goal as a writer is to make you cry, but not so hard that you can't laugh at the same time. As a journalist, I learned that what makes a good story is the same everywhere.