Yeah, I know it's a cliche... I almost cringed as I typed it, but cliches are such for a reason, and it really fits my thoughts right now.
Writing itself is a labor of love. It's all I've ever wanted to do. I wrote stories for as long as I can remember, filled up notebook after notebook with my scribbling. And I was always drawn to the romance of it all. :-D Writing about two people falling in love, exploring their relationship, trying to figure out how they can overcome their differences and other obstacles to find their happily ever after. Le sigh...
I'm lucky enough to write full-time. I get to spend my days with some fascinating characters - vampires, faeries, and hot guys. And I get to experience the excitement of a first kiss, the building tension of being with someone so desirable it makes you ache, the joy of finding the person worthy of eternity with over and over again. Not too shabby. :-)
My most recent contract is truly a labor of love - one years in the making! My novel, Coming Home, will come out with Resplendence Publishing in April. I started this book when I was preggers with my oldest daughter. That was...wait for it...over ten years ago. When I pulled it out recently, Devon Rhodes affectionately dubbed it 10YOM (10 yr-old manuscript) LOLOL
The characters of this story - hero and heroine and secondary characters - have lived in my head as long as I can remember. I'd pull the manuscript out periodically and read through the thousands of words I'd written. I'd always think, I should finish this. Then I'd close the file and move on to something else. Recently, though, the story was always there in my head. I even started dreaming about it. I figure Kate and Gabe were sick of waiting for me to finish their story and decided to take over. LOL
And I'm so glad they did. I love this story as much as I did when I first started it. It was funny to go through the existing pages. I realized how much I've changed/grown as an author. My voice is very different. In a good way, I think! Then there were the things that had me chuckling. Like when one of the characters pulled over to use a payphone. At first, I actually wondered why on earth she was doing that, why she didn't use her cell phone. Of course, when I wrote it 10+ years ago, cell phones weren't the constant they are today. LOL
To give you a glimpse of what has lived in my head for so very long, here is the blurb for Coming Home...
Coming home for Gabe Monroe isn’t a joyous occasion. He returns to say goodbye to his father, and he stays to honor his father’s final request—take care of the family. He’s completely unprepared for the attraction he feels for his sister’s best friend and blames his grief when he gives in to it. Gabe tries to put things right. Kate is practically family, and he promised his father he’d take care of her. However, Gabe is pretty sure taking Kate hard and fast against any ready surface wasn’t what his dad had in mind.
Kate Pearson thought she was over her childhood crush on Gabe, but his return has all those feelings rushing back. Add in the toe-curling, mind-blowing sex…and Kate is well on her way beyond just a crush. Despite his constant meddling and insistence that they need to keep things platonic, he makes her tremble with desire and yearn for forever with him.
Even as Gabe begins to accept their blossoming relationship, Kate's past casts a shadow over their future as they realize he isn't the only one who’s come home.
I think it's fitting that the ol' 10YOM will be my 10th published book. :-)
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