I have been thinking about what caused the urge to write romance novels. It wasn’t a choice as much as the story itself was laid out that way. And the more I wrote the more my mind generated more story lines. I have a passion for passion. Even though Glimmer of Hope is based on Becki, from the beginning I saw Eric in my mind. I could see images of his face, hear the sound of his voice and that forced my hand to put him to paper.
I’m in love with being in love. The feeling is so strong, so pure and exhilarating that by writing each story, I relive the feeling through the characters. The laughs, the tears, the embarrassing moments and surges of insane anger/jealousy, etc. Life is a roller-coaster without throwing a romantic interest in the mix but that is when things get really interesting. 🙂