WHY IS ROMANCE SO POPULAR?

        No matter how you look at it, the average woman wants a “real” man … a man who truly loves her to the point of adoration … a man who is a good provider … who understands what a woman needs and wants … a protector … a man who is strong for her but would never use that strength to abuse her.

        At the same time, we like to read about strong, brave women who match those strong men … women who appreciate their lover and protector. Even though they are brave in their own right, women in romances realize that they need and want a man by their side, and they love him in all the right ways. And I find it so much fun to write about a woman who has that strong man wrapped around her little finger … AND HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW IT!

        I am smiling as I write this. Jake and Randy in my Outlaw series, and Zeke and Abbie from Savage Destiny are my favorite couples. They perfectly fit the kind of men and women I mentioned above. Most of the couples I write about also fit that description, but I guess because the man and woman in the two series above spend so many years together and go through so much together, they have become my favorites.

        To me, romance isn’t always about hopping into bed and having hot sex, although that is also enjoyable reading. But there is sex that is the result of true love, and gratuitous sex that is the result of lust, not love. I prefer writing the true love sex … the kind that brings a couple together in a deep, abiding need to please each other … the kind of love that encompasses all emotions and is many times more fulfilling.

         I received what I felt was a great compliment not long ago from a reader. She praised my love scenes, telling me they were the best she’d ever read. That really warmed my heart because romance writers do often wrestle with just how far to go in their sex scenes. They are not always as easy to write as readers might think. I have never liked reading lustful love scenes that are gratuitous and written only to throw some hot sex into a story. Nor do I care for sexual encounters between strangers just because they want to feel good and have dirty sex. My number one goal is to write a good love story about a couple whose love for each other helps them face the challenges and conflict that is bound to come between two people who spend years together.

        Sex should be very emotional. It should come from a desire to give pleasure to the partner because they adore each other, and to receive pleasure in return. Sex should be the result of sharing bodies right down to the core, both mentally and physically … to share pleasure that lasts long after the actual sexual encounter.

        We all know that a lot of men don’t understand what women really want, and it’s not even always the sexual act itself. Sometimes we just want to be adored, to be held close, to be respected and protected. I always try to write heroes who do understand that. Sometimes they don’t at the beginning of my story, but they end up falling so deeply in love that the understanding just comes naturally.

        Sometimes the hero has to be taught what true love is all about. That would be Jake, who never understood the meaning of love until Miranda walked into his life. And sometimes the hero has to be taught that a woman can cure his loneliness. That would be Zeke. And both men, along with many of my other heroes, have to be taught that they become stronger and braver, and they can control their anger and live with a tragic past when they have a woman by their side who understands them and can help them reason with their lawless urges. Nearly all men have those urges and need to learn to control them. Having a woman and children to provide for and protect helps them make the right decisions.

 

        Jake, of course, and Zeke, too, are unique in their desire to avenge wrongs against those they care about. Still, the very loved ones who drive that need are the same people who help them see the wrong of it. Men like the strong, brave, capable men who live in a lawless land are not easy to reason with, so I try to write heroines who can stand right up to such men and fearlessly demand that they control their wild side.

        Still, my heroines can usually do a pretty good job of taking care of themselves and their families on their own if they have to. They are brave and capable. No fainting flowers in my stories. But down deep inside, they love a man who makes them feel safe, a man who they know would stand in front of a train if it meant saving their life or the lives of their children. When I continue Jake and Randy’s story in my next Outlaw book, I am thinking of calling the book SAFE IN HIS ARMS. Isn’t that a wonderful feeling? Randy mentions that several times throughout the OUTLAW HEARTS series. “I feel safe in your arms” – or – “Nothing can hurt me when I am here in your arms.”

        Reading about heroic men and women, and reading about true love has to be the number one reason romance is so popular. Don’t you think? I have always told men that if they really want to know what women want, READ A ROMANCE!

 

 

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Happy 2025!

 

        Well, dear readers, we have reached a new year. 2025 is a year I never dreamed in my youth that I would ever see. I also never dreamed I would be 80 years old! That seems so impossible at 18 or 20, when your whole life is in front of you. I could write a book about all my mistakes, all my successes, all my regrets and all the things I celebrate, all my bad decisions and all the good ones I made, all my sorrows and all my joy, all the places I’ve been to, and all the places I would still like to go.

       I could preach to young people about what you learn over the years that is truly important in life, and what has no value at all; the importance of using money wisely and not trying to impress others with it; the true value and true meaning of love, and how to let love get you through the rough times; and oh my, you see plenty of those rough times over 80 years of living. I would tell them good health is more important than anything else in life, and that everything they put in their mouths or breathe in or do to their bodies can affect that health, not always right away but years and years later.

       Most young people think they will live forever. They think it doesn’t matter if they eat or drink or smoke something wrong because they believe they will always recover and/or heal … that months or years later it will all go away. I would tell them that it doesn’t, and that the worst thing in the world that can happen to them is to live with regrets in old age and have to think about the “what if’s” … “What if I had never used drugs?” “What if I never drank or smoked?” “What if I hadn’t thought it was so important to get a tan?” “What if I had paid attention to eating better?” “What if I had saved all the money I spent on frivolous things that have no importance?”

       I’m not saying I have done any of those things. I feel pretty good about my own life, but I see so many mistakes young people make today. Yes, or course I have a few regrets and “what if’s,” but I guess it takes getting older to become wiser, and the old adage is that we have to let young people make their own mistakes. That’s how they learn what is important. But when it is young people you love whom you see making those mistakes, it’s so hurtful and worrisome.

       I suppose thinking this way is common when we get older. I remember when I was in my teens that older people thought rock ‘n roll was going to destroy our youth and they would all end up slovenly criminals. I remember when girls had to always wear dresses and nylons to school. Pants and jeans were considered sloppy and embarrassing clothing never to be worn in public. (Gosh, now I practically live in jeans!) Makeup was frowned upon, and shaking the wrong body parts when dancing would destroy a girl’s reputation. I guess Elvis Presley changed all that, didn’t he?

        I see and hear myself thinking and saying things my grandmother and mother used to say to me. What goes around, comes around. It’s just that we learn so much over the years that we know what can truly hurt and what we can be happy about. And we love our children and grandchildren so much that we do everything we can to protect, defend and teach them, hoping they won’t live to regret anything they have done, hoping they won’t get hurt and won’t know sorrow or bad health or poverty or heartbreak. But try as we might, that’s impossible. They are going to do what they are going to do, and we can’t stop it. We can only sit and watch, and pray they make good decisions based on actually listening to grandma and grandpa’s advice.

       I am so grateful to still be healthy, and overall, I am happy with how life has turned out for me. I am especially grateful to God for my gift of writing and for all the 75(+) books I have had published over these many years. I have been published for 42 years and actually writing books for about 46 years, not counting the poems and articles I wrote over many years before I tried books. I am grateful for all my readers who have kept me going, grateful my brain and fingers still work just fine so I can write a few more books, and I am so grateful that so many of my stories have been reissued and are still selling after all these years. I am grateful that, through my books, my name will go on for quite a while after I leave this earth, and yes, crazy me still believes I will meet some of my characters in the hereafter because they are so real to me that I feel as though their spirits are what inspire me to write their stories, as though they whisper them to me.

       And so comes a new year, and another God-given chance to change what we feel needs to be changed, to spend time with our loved ones, to go forward, leaving regrets behind and using lessons learned to enjoy whatever years still lie ahead. I wish there was a way to meet every single one of my readers. I am so grateful for all of you, and so I say with true sincerity …

       HAPPY NEW YEAR 2025 TO EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!!!

        AND HAPPY NEW YEAR 2025 TO YOUR SPOUSES, YOUR CHILDREN, GRANDCHILDREN, THE REST OF YOUR FAMILY AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS!!!!! TREASURE THEM ALL, AND TREASURE THE YEARS GOD HAS BLESSED YOU WITH.