It is odd, the way life works out. It is as if things within a child’s life directly impact, if not define, the pathway of their future. As a little girl I always had thoughts in my head, stories if you will, and those thoughts became my friends. Having been an only child I spent a lot of time talking to the imaginary people I’d created within my mind. Those conversations however, weren’t with invisible people in my life as I carried on a normal day. In fact, my imagination carried me to a far away land, and usually into the presence of famous people. As a teenager my best friend and I attended separate schools and often wrote lengthy letters (stories) to share with each other about the football jocks or the guys in the local rock band. When I became an adult however, I realized that the stories were still there, but with greater detail. It was the death, of someone very special that helped me realize that those stories which had helped me escape loneliness as a child could do the same as an adult. With a pen in hand I drifted away to a land that my hero was still very much alive, and death could never take him away. As time progressed the need to “let go” of the pain and move forward had me migrating toward the creation of other heroes much like the one I’d lost. It was the beginning of the creation of the Alpha-males from my books. The men bigger than life, stronger than nails but with a soft spot that only one woman ever finds.
Obviously we are all made by the same pattern, yet are so very different in comparison. Through the years I’ve learned that it is impossible to please every reader out there. Inevitably, someone will read my books that simply do not like them. I sincerely thank those individuals for taking the time to read my work, but I cannot allow those opinions to alter my path in writing. I’ve identified my target groups, and those are the people I hope to please. Those people who see the world with many of the same views as I. Those people who are willing to explore the wild side of life, vicariously through my books. An editor once gave me some very valuable advice, “Never defend the reason you wrote what you wrote. If it is already in print you couldn’t change it, even if you wanted to.” If you don’t like strong willed women and Alpha-males then my writing style isn’t for you. I pride myself in my strength, and being totally honest I don’t know how to create a weak female character. Perhaps I don’t want to know.
Will there ever be a time when erotic romance readers don’t want Alpha-males? Well I’m no psychic, but I certainly hope not. I for one can’t imagine life without those characters. Be it a fireman, a karate instructor, or a lumberjack, the world needs Alpha-males.
As women continue to evolve, and become inherently stronger, we may become our own heroes. We may even become the heroes of men. Regardless of what the future holds however, I’m thankful for the release that creating Alpha-males has given me. Through my stories I’ve learned to let go of the past, and to share the love that was so full and vibrant in my own life.