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Wicked Valentine’s Day

I live in a community of avid readers. You would think this wonderful news for a romance author but my community does not embrace romance novels. If you could see the eye rolls when I say I write romance novels, you’d be amazed. I had a librarian tell me her boss would look down on library personnel for reading romance. What?

Our local library was hosting author appreciation days recently and my two emails to participate went unanswered. The movie theater in town has great advertising rates and they’ve also refused to respond to my emails. Three to be exact and no reply whatsoever.

The thing is… we’re all here because of romance. Gone are the days (in the US) when women are mere prizes and sold into marriage. That crazy thing that starts the baby making process is called romance. We meet the person of our dreams, fall in love, start a life together, and continue the romantic story. Romance is life.

So why the snub and especially from a library? I don’t have an answer but if people wonder why a library isn’t used as much as it should be, look for the number one selling book genre in America to be absent the shelves.

When my husband witnesses the eye roll behavior he always says, “I’m glad I’m not married to her.” This makes me smile. I’m a romantic and proud of it. Romance isn’t just one day a year. It’s part of our life every day. If you love someone it’s part of yours. I don’t expect everyone to read romance books or to read them all the time. But to disrespect romance is to pretend the birds and bees is for only birds and bees. We know that isn’t so.

I will continue writing what I love and continue loving who I love. I’ll watch, read, and dream romance because I’m proud that I have a romantic heart and I’m unashamed to show it or speak of it. Call it what you want… Smut, sex, whatever. It’s two hearts beating as one that makes the world go round.

Have a delightfully wicked Valentine’s Day and may LOVE be with you always!

For the Love of Jack Miller

I write steamy romance and from time to time expect the crazies to come out of the woodwork. Many women on social media who don’t write romance also attract the odd personalities. We’ve come to expect it which is truly sad. Most of these I can handle and they’re completely harmless. Some, I file away in my “If I ever go missing folder.” Yes, the retired detective in me thinks every woman should keep track of some of the not so nice ones for safety sake.

But sometimes… just sometimes… it’s so hard to resist. Here’s a recent private message I received on social media copied and pasted in its entirety without edits which about killed me.

jack miller

JACK MILLER 3 days ago

Hello Dear,How are you doing today? i will be glad if you consider this words of mine with passion and love,I saw your name and i get fascinated with it. I’m General Jack Miller, I live in London City in England. I’m a British Army and I’m working under United Nation.I am now in Pakistan waging war against terrorism and maintaining peace to humanity. I’m seeking for an honest and sincere woman for a meaningful relationship which will lead to marriage a woman whom i will call my wife. A good, and a caring woman. A woman that will take care of my son and Home for good and for better. This is my mail box: jack.miller1234@yahoo.com Send me a mail so that i will send you more of my pictures and tell you more about myself. Take good care of yourself and have a wonderful day. I hope to hear from you soon. Thanks. Jack Miller

Okay Jack, lets break it down. Your punctuation, grammar, and verbiage are not English. Of course neither is mine. I’m American and suck at the King’s proper English. So do you Jack from London! I find it intriguing that you are fascinated with my name. Which one? I have four and even for me it gets confusing.

Next; you’re a British Army. I know they have more than one soldier but as a General you must think quite highly of yourself and consider yourself their army of one.

I also see you work under the United Nation in Pakistan waging war against terrorism. You sure are stuck on that number “one, as in nation” and I’m sure humanity strongly needs your super human power of one to defeat terrorism. Please take care of Isis first, they’re in your neck of the woods and shouldn’t be too hard to find.

Now please don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t dare call you dishonest, but really… an honest and sincere woman for a meaningful relationship which will lead to marriage so I may call you wife??? I have been called many names in my life but in this case I think wife might not have the same meaning I’ve become accustomed to. In your context it signifies possession. Maybe you need to watch the Exorcist. You kind of remind me of that evil demon who possessed that little girl but alas, that was fiction.

“A woman to take care of your son and home for good and for better.” Is this in the context of, “For better or for worse?” I have a feeling that caring for your son who most likely takes after his father, and also caring for your home, go into the “worse” category. But, that’s just me.

Just so you know Jack, I’m a fifty-three year old married, grandmother of ten and a retired police detective. During my law enforcement years I trained, and became certified as a Terrorist Liaison Officer. Boy could I have had a field day with your proposal if I had time to waste back then.

In short… I must decline your sincere offer. My husband is aware I’ve written a few ménage books but two men just isn’t his thing. I told him you were good looking in your picture and it still didn’t change his mind. I’ll dream of you though. I’m really good with a Glock, holy water, and sarcasm. Peace Jack Miller, I hope you find the perfect robot, and no, you can’t have my Roomba.