I remember the first romance novel I read. It was
the early '80s, I was in sixth grade, and I was into historical
fiction, Indians and horses.
One day when I was looking for a new book to read, I found an historical novel with an Indian on the cover. Perfect.
I had no idea what "Defiant Ecstasy" meant, I just knew I was hooked.
Scores
of books and a couple years later, this love affair with historical
romance turned into a new career goal: I would become a romance
writer.
So I drafted a few first chapters using an old
typewriter. The first was set on the American frontier, the second in
Scotland. Then I ran into a problem: I was only 13, I had no
idea where to start the historical research, and I couldn't conceive
of the perfect heroes for my heroines. So I packed away the chapters
and pursued a career in journalism.
A decade later, while I
was working as a reporter at a community newspaper, I covered the
Romance Writers of America conference in Chicago. That conference was a
reawakening that rekindled my desire to write romance.
Time
passed, I became engaged to her high-school sweetheart, Dave, and
continued to be busy in my journalism career. I joined RWA and
started plotting a novel. It would be a time-travel, the heroine would
be a reporter, and there would be horses and Indians in the story.
But
my life persisted with all its pleasant distractions. I married
Dave, switched fields to technical writing, adopted two dogs, had a baby, then became a stay-at-home mom.
But
that romance novel never left me; it turned into my first manuscript
"Prairie Fire," set on the 1832 American frontier, and the start of my
second manuscript, "Witch's Fire," set in 16th century Scotland.
Hmmm. Books set on the American frontier and in Scotland?
It seems that more than 20 years after I discovered romance novels, I'd figured
out the historical research and can finally conceive of the perfect
heroes for my heroines. Those books I started writing while in
junior high school never really left me.
1/15/2010