![]() ![]() ![]() I scoured media lists and blogger sites for books that would sweep me off my feet. Walking up and down aisles in Indigo was daunting and stressful without a starting point. I didn’t have anyone in my real life who read romance to seek recommendations from. That’s when I knew there was something deeply special about the romance genre.Īs a contemporary romance newbie, finding my next read was a challenge in such a vast market. Until then, it seemed like main character status and happily ever afters were reserved for white characters. ![]() I still remember the day I saw Lara-Jean on the cover of To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before by Jenny Han, and Esme on the cover of The Bride Test by Helen Hoang. It wasn’t until after I finished grad school that my love for reading romance reignited.Īnd the best part? There were now characters who looked like me on covers in brick and mortar book stores. ![]() Then, I’d walk the vast distance from my desktop computer to my bed and read Meg Cabot into the late hours of the night.īy the time I reached university age, my creative writing and reading life flatlined as my academic responsibilities piled up. As a pre-teen, I’d sit for hours on my family desktop secretly writing angsty teen love triangle romances (which may or may not have been loosely inspired by true events). I’ve written fiction since I was old enough to write full sentences in crayon. ![]()
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