You know how you hit that point of the work day when it’s pointless for you to even be sitting at your desk because you’ve got the attention span of a gnat on crack, and all you can think about is chocolate, alcohol, or your Friday night plans? (Possibly all of the above. At ONCE!)
I’m. So. There.
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Seriously. It feels like an hour has passed. :looks at clock: THREE MINUTES.
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My thoughts are super scattered, but those that I’ve managed to catch with a butterfly net are related to the books I like to read–the tropes and…not exactly subgenres (like…paranormal or contemporary would be subgenres of romance)…and not tropes (e.g. second chance romance or friends to lovers romance)…I’m not sure it’s a category either (just because in romance that has a very particular meaning)…hell, there may not be a dedicated word to what I’m thinking about. Romantic themes maybe? I’m talking about, like…cowboy romance. I LOVE THE CRAP out of some cowboy romance. It’s all Candis Terry’s fault. She hooked me with her Sweet, Texas series and then her publishers decided some other stuff would have broader appeal and so far she hasn’t bent to my attempts to ForceMotivate her StarWars style to write more and indie publish it (seriously, Candis, I NEED SMILEY’S STORY).
I’ve read a lot of other cowboy romances since then, though none have captured me quite like the Wilder brothers. And every time I pick one up, I think, “Someday, I wanna write my own spin on cowboy romance.” I don’t know what that would be yet, but it’s hanging out in the back of my mind.
I’ve got a bunch of thoughts like that swirling through my head. Wishful was just such a thought. It’s absolutely my love song to my adoration of small town romance. I’m sure it won’t be the only small town romance I ever write, but it’s likely to be the only one where the town is, in and of itself, almost a character on its own. Or not. I should probably not say never.
Bad boy romances. That’s another romantic theme I love. Whether it’s military/ex-military, spies, warriors, cops, bikers… I love reading about some bad boys. The Sooper Seekrit Project I’m plotting out now that I plan to try to write at the same time as Something’s Gotta Give is going to be my first play with that.
I also want to do something on an island (I have no idea why), something paying homage to female friendship (in the vein of la Nora’s Bride Quartet–I’ve got something in mind for that), and don’t even get me started on the various and sundry concepts I have to explore a steampunk world. So much inspiration. So little time.