Erotic romance writer, traveler, journalist, reader. Lover of dark chocolate, female protagonists, yoga, and sexy stories.
It was a big contest too. There was pomp and circumstance and flowers and a big prize package to work with a self-publishing house. My first instinct was 'this is amazing.' My second instinct was, 'what did I just get myself into?'
If there was ever a truth I struggled with, it was this. Being busy doesn’t necessarily mean being productive.
To imagine what might come next is impossible. There really was no way to predict the internet, the cell phone, or the autonomous car. But, as a writer, here’s a few inventions I wish I had at my fingertips--just to make the job a little easier.
I’ve definitely considered my options on more than one occasion, and there are a few places and times that call to me time and again--the Classical Greece, the Renaissance, and the Enlightenment Period.
I don’t have blind faith in myself. I’ve failed and changed course far too many times for that. But I have to believe, have to assume, that I am going to make it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even try.
I have been given a lot of advice. And while a great deal of it has been good (and, naturally, a great deal has been truly terrible as well,) nothing has yet come to claim the crown as these simple words from my grandfather.
What do I do when I’m not writing? The things that will inspire me. The things that make me happy.
