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Writing about myself is a lot harder than writing about my characters and their lives. Mine is nowhere as exciting... wait. I take that back, because it is!
No, I don't work for a crime-fighting organisation or a fashion empire. And I don't wrangle cattle on the Texas prairie, or renovate old houses for new uses, but I make my living doing exactly what I want to do. I write.
Though it wasn't always so...
I often read of or hear about authors who knew they were meant to tell stories from the time they left the crib. Me? I didn't decide what I wanted to be when I grew up until I was thirty years old – and then sold my first book at thirty-four. Still, it was obvious that I was going places.
Like so many other authors, I was a voracious reader from day one, devouring everything from Nancy Drew to My Friend Flicka, which I remember reading while I sat hovered over the heater vent in the kitchen floor, while my father made his coffee.
I moved on to my mother's Phyllis Whitney, Dorothy Eden, and Mary Stewart gothics before discovering my first true romances written by Lucy Walker and set in the Australian Outback. And then, at last, when I was eighteen I found The Flame and the Flower. (My son almost spent his life as Brandon because of that, but I spared him and named him Casey instead!)
Why write romance? Because love stories have always been a major part of the books I've loved. Father Ralph and Meggie Cleary. (I did name my daughter Megan after reading The Thorn Birds! Do you see a trend here?) The aforementioned Brandon Birmingham and Heather Simmons. Wolf Mackenzie and Mary Potter.
Even more so, it's because I love writing romance heroes. The men who sweep both heroines and readers off their feet – not to mention their authors, too!
I have spent several years happily writing action-adventure romance for Kensington Brava, along with hot and sexy series romances for Harlequin Blaze.