One Year Later…

Three years ago, I lost my mother to ovarian cancer.

Two and a half years ago, I traded spreadsheets for writing software.

And nearly one year ago, I published my first book.

It’s been a crazy ride. I’ve learned a lot about the craft of creative writing. At the same time, I’ve learned how to be a smart business woman in an industry still reeling from a massive disruption in the way things are done.

In the beginning, I felt as though I had to justify, even defend my choice of penning romance. I’d been a lifelong reader, but I felt defensive sometimes. People would say things that were insulting possibly without even meaning it.

When, in fact, it’s all very simple.

I chose romance as a reader because I liked the stories, the fantasy, and the emotional payoff of reading a happy ending. In romance, the good guys win. Characters struggle but eventually make it work.

I chose romance as a writer because I wanted to create those happy  endings. Plus, as a good friend and critique partner (and fellow author) pointed out, writing romance is a feminist act.

Well hey, I’m a feminist.

So what does that mean?

Romantic fiction is an entire industry dominated by women. Women write the books. Women read the books. Women buy and sell the books.

As for the stories themselves, the woman always wins. She gets what she wants. Often, she’ll bring a strong man to his knees.

She’s sexually confident, no matter her experience level. And you can bet she’s satisfied too.

On every level. *wink*

Honestly, what’s not to love?

As for me, I’m ridiculously happy. I recognize how tremendously lucky I am to be able to sit in the comfort of my home and make up stories for a living. Every time someone reads one of my books, it’s like a gift.

I’m humbled by and grateful for the life I now lead. Sure, I worry. I fret about finances and earnings and deadlines. But every day is an adventure.

Three years ago, I was grief-stricken by the loss of my mother. Of course, I still miss her. I will always miss her. But grief changed something in me.

It made me fearless.

Two and a half years ago, I traded a life in corporate healthcare to be a full-time author. I’ve been challenged in ways I never thought possible. The learning curve has been steep and sharply uphill.

But, oh, what a view.

And nearly one year ago, I published my first book.

In doing so, I changed my life forever.

If you’re a reader, please accept my heartfelt thanks. If you’re not, I hope you’ll try one of my books someday.

No matter what, my hope for everyone is to experience happiness and joy. Seek it. And when you find it, revel in the moment. Hold on tight.

You may find yourself taking a crazy ride.