...who happens to be me in this particular novel. After all, should one get to be the heroine of one's own life? Me: a twenty-six year-old hopeless romantic. Even when I've been hit with a fresh wave of cynicism, I've always kept an eye out for love. Often hoping the best, even with the most undesirable of candidates, some would call me a little too optimistic. Ruthlessly forging on through many funny, bittersweet often short chapters on the quest of finding Mr. Right.
Fortunately for me, I found him! (At least for now.) I met the man that makes me hot with passion, melt with need, and all that good stuff one wants in a modern-day Prince Charming, like a job. He prefers to keep a low profile, so for all intents and purposes, let's call him Dream Boat, 'cause that's what he is and people say he looks a little like Doctor McDreamy from Grey's.
But real-life romance novels have a main difference from their fiction counterparts: Namely, they don't end, offering me plenty of material from which to draw. Hopefully, you'll find these little chapters amusing and worth sharing with a friend. Keep in mind, I am a fiction writer, so take all these musings with a grain of salt, and a lot of chocolate, (Why the hell not? Chocolate goes with everything.) because I have been known to get carried away. That's right, Queen of Hyperbole at your service.

Love it. Brilliant idea! Our cousins have blogspots as do I. Kisses.
ReplyDeleteyou're a very entertaining writer! can't wait to read more. ;)
ReplyDeleteYou're all over the internet today! Yay! :)
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consider me your rating system - we're still safely PG! Whew.
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