The first thing I remember writing was a Viking romance.
I had to be about thirteen or fourteen and didn’t know a darn thing about romance, but I’d read enough novels to think I could.
I remember it was about a captive woman pretending to be a man and her Lordship finding out.
I don’t remember how it ended, but I do remember the cheap school journal I wrote it in.
Throughout the story, I felt uncomfortable because as I know now, I wasn’t actually seeing MYSELF in the book. I was writing something else.
Just a story.
Nothing I was bound to or really passionate about.
I’m still a historical romance fanatic.
As I grew up and got ahold of Beverly Jenkins, I knew where I had to be in terms of what I wanted to write.
In my lane. A lane that I know.
I could only write what I know and I knew that.
Now I do mix a little suspense, a tiny bit of exoticness and a whole lot of contemporary romance to my mix, but that’s just what I know.
I do hope you as readers like what I write! Because I really love what I’m writing and I’ve found out through my life and literary journeys, that’s how I can bring a good book to life.