This Blogger Was Swallowed By A Dairy Cow!

Well, not quite but I had to try and come up with something dramatic.

I apologise for a) not keeping up to date with all my blog reading and b) not blogging myself, especially since Tamara gave me an award and issued a rave review.

You see, it’s like this.  I have a little secret to share.  Despite what my English teachers at school wrote on my essay papers and the marks they gave me, I love writing.  While I was waiting in anticipation of Nano 2008 I realised that I’m a bit daft.  Why do I have to wait for November to write a book?

So, that’s what I have been doing, I’ve been writing a book.

And I am loving it.  Writer’s block has been a myth and I struggle with too much content instead of a lack thereof.  For the first time in a very long time I don’t have to be nagged to do something, I honestly look forward to the moment I sit down in front of the laptop and I’m transported into another world.  I really feel like I have found my space in life.

Having said that, I am by no means under any illusions that what I am writing is any good.  The one person I have tortured with the rough draft of the first few chapters was impressed.  Seeing as he is male and I am writing romance fiction (you are given permission to laugh/puke as you see fit) maybe, just maybe there is a teeny tiny bit of hope for me.

Of course, being me, I have to complicate things for myself.  I am trying very hard to write romance fiction that a man would actually consider reading.  Yes, I am creating a world of ‘realistic’ romance for myself and staying away from the ‘bodice rippers’ and impossibly perfect men and women who star in most of the romance novels floating around in the literosphere.

So, if I am not around for the next month and a bit, it is because I am busy researching things like what the range of a Cessna 182 with full tanks is and wading through a 51 page document of aviation search and rescue procedures.

I know, it doesn’t sound very romantic but that’s the whole point.