It's been five years since I sat down at the computer, still damp from a shower and wrote out a scene that had just popped into my head. It was a futuristic mail-order bride story.*
Frustrated with how badly it translated from my head to the page, I realized that all my previous experience in writing articles and papers for school didn't count for anything when writing fiction. So I googled "How to write a romance novel." I wasn't looking for a formula, but that's what I wanted to write.
I found e-Harlequin and never looked back. I still count the Struggling Writers and the Brit Pack among my best buddies and I've been extremely fortunate to meet several of them over the years. And I will forever maintain that I honestly didn't mean to flash the BM!
Since then, I've found other groups, such as the incomparable Romance Divas, but I hope I never forget the group of folks who taught me so much those first couple of years.
*Strangely enough, the Steampunk that's simmering at the back of my head right now is also a mail-order bride story. Plus ça change, plus ça reste même.
And a happy day it was when you joined us. Love you, babe.
I love you too pumpkin!! Miss you :-(
Great minds think alike.
My first published e-book involved a mail-order bride in a futuristic world. The Miner's Wife.
Four years ago last month was when I delved into the writing gig by buying a laptop. The first scene I ever wrote involved a passionate kiss in a parking lot after work and the heroine bent backwards over the hood of a Jaguar. :)
That book is collecting dust somewhere.
As it probably should be.
Congrats on your stick-to-it-tiveness.
Or however you spell that.