So Totally Not About Me
I love kissing books.
Period. Full stop.
What else you want to know?
Whether you breeze in and out of rom coms on Netflix or burn through three or four paranormal romances a week or just love to sink your teeth into that dashing, swashbuckling hunk from Regency England, you’re in the right place.
I’m all about it. Romance stories, in all their glory, are the very stuff of life. They’re about the only thing that really matters. Love.
The genre is weird, wacky and wonderfully expansive. There are studly Amish vampires. There are chiseled, six-packed aliens. And maybe even a gargoyle or two. Nicholas Sparks sets his books in North Carolina. Kevin Kwan set Crazy Rich Asians in Singapore. And that’s two guys. So right off the bat. No. The genre isn’t just about us ladies. (Although female writers do dominate the genre—and have from the start.)