love is irrational

A few months ago a pretty well known agent read and liked my book. She called the story original, praised my writing, and then just when I thought she was going to represent me, passed on the project.

Want to know why she decided to pass? She felt that the hero didn’t act rationally. He did things that didn’t make sense, said things he shouldn’t have, and seemed incapable of thinking through the consequences of his actions.

Um…that pretty much describes my entire romantic life.

don’t judge me

i like romance novels. so what? i like the beautiful women, the even more beautiful men, and the boiling passion that spills over into unbridled, mind-blowing, sheet ruining sex; i like the coy words romance writer’s use to describe the female genitalia and their casual use of the word cock; i like the easily surmounted insurmountable differences that threaten to keep the hero from the heroine; and i like how after dealing with any lingering abusive ex-boyfriends / crushing  intimacy issues / vampires, everyone lives happily ever after.

what’s not to like?