Stories fill my head which I am fortunate enough to be able to transcribe so others can read them.
Romance is my genre. Whether I’m writing historical, contemporary, fantasy or science fiction novels, there will be a thread of romance passing through all of them. There is too much misery in the world as it is, so, I try to compensate by writing stories with humour and happy endings.
I also try to step away from the usual themes involving billionaires, young single mothers meeting up years later with the man who fathered their child and all those handsome virile men who are tripping over themselves to get into a novel. If one is to believe all one reads, there are more billionaires, handsome men and single mothers than any other type of person.
My Regency novel Appearances is about a widower (with two children) who is not particularly attractive. His business as a roofer has aged him before his time. Lillian wonders if she would be better off remaining a spinster rather than marrying someone she does not find appealing.
Constance tells the story of an independent, Regency woman who falls for a man missing half a leg, while The Insignificance of Being a Spy tells the tale of a man who is blatantly insignificant.
I have just finished writing a novella, The Christmas Ball, for an up-coming Christmas collection in which the Regency heroine is plump.
I try to include all types and sizes in my books, because, isn’t it the inner person who counts?