So admittedly, we dropped off the face of the earth a few months ago, but we're back.....well I am at least, I might have to drag Meg kicking and screaming! Somewhere in the past three months life went haywire. Between joining a traveling circus, breaking a lot of things, attempting to uproot my entire life and the fact that I have to go to work at 6:45 every morning, I just lost the time to blog. Not to fear my lovely readers, I am here to stay, or until life gets to hectic and I lose another 3 months, but who's counting.
Me the Reader. I love to read. At 17 I would have bet my entire life that I would never say those 4 words, but here I am a fan of the gushy, smutty, romantic novels. I adore good authors like Jill Shalvis and Kristin Higgins, who give me witty banter, steamy courting and the "happily ever after" over and over again. Let's be real, woman love the chase, the adoration and the perfect ending. And since I have my happily ever after already, well there are books and chick flicks.....I mean, what woman can resist a good ole chick flick with a hot actor? I will spend my days, well nights, reading away every great love story ever written, but I often wonder where authors come up with this stuff...............and then it hit me, LITERALLY, the perfect novel for me to write........
Enjoying one of my few Friday mornings off, I set off to grab some breakfast and run some errands. After leaving the cafe, I hit the banks....unfortunately giving them money instead of receiving.....ran to the post office and then headed to the credit union for one more deposit. After taking care of all my business, I said my goodbyes to the teller and headed out the door. And that's when it hit me, the perfect story. By hit, I mean literally HE hit me, okay so I walked in to him in my lack of watching where I was going, but there stood the perfect novel; in his military dress uniform, clearly toned body, dark hair, gorgeous eyes, towering over me (Sorry honey.....I was totally picturing you). True to every novel I have read, I was the fumbling idiot of a girl that gave the perfect apology "ummmm.....yeah.....hi........sorry......excuse me.......ok....." and walked out the door. Crossing the parking lot I could see the plot unfolding in my head and story line building. This is going to be a great story one day. Sliding in my car, I switched on the AC and sent a quick message to Meg about my great idea, because if there is one thing in life a girl needs, it's a partner in crime. And who better then my partner in "all things smutty" Meg!
Granted, I am not a great writer, although I love to write. Let's just say grammar is not my strong suit, so I am going to need a really good (and nice, forgiving and willing) editor one day.
You've got an editor! Oh wait you said a nice one...nevermind! *too and *women by the way :)
ReplyDeleteI can always count on you when spell check fails me! And maybe I don't need totally nice, you will be my first proof reader.
ReplyDeleteGet your proof reading skills ready. It's nearing the end....I am almost finished with the book.
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