I have a confession, also. I downright dread Valentine's Day. But that's only because I'm currently single. Those of us who are without a significant other are bombarded with reminders about this "holiday" everywhere we go. I looked for a birthday card yesterday and almost gave up due to the larger-than-life presence of Valentine cards in the card section of Walgreens. Sheesh. How can a single person not notice the barrage of newspaper ads around this time of year each promising the best romantic evening in town. Or the heart-shaped mylar balloons over-taking the floral sections of the grocery stores. Red this, pink that. OK. I get it.
But!
I am a heckuva romantic at heart. I love love. In fact, I dream of writing a classic love story - every word by unrequited word. The Bridges of Madison County of the new millennium perhaps, or another Anna Karenina. The Thorn Birds, The Notebook, Wuthering Heights - ahhhh it's nice to at least fantasize about greatness!
There's a touch of romance in my upcoming novel, Whistlin' Dixie In A Nor'easter. In fact, my favorite scene in the book involves a long-awaited slow dance that gets interrupted after only two turns. My forthcoming sequel to Dixie will have much more romance. It's aching to come out of me and I can't wait to find out what happens to my main character, Leelee. Her love life is out of sorts for sure and book two will bring even more conflict.
But what's love without conflict anyway? At least in this Novel Girl's experience.
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Can't wait to read the dance scene! And the sequel, too!!
I love reading a good love story! Can't wait to read both the books :-)
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