As the temperature and the leaves begin to fall, a young woman’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of…no, not love. The beach.
Warm water. Sunshine. And lots and lots of golden sand. At least, that’s where this young(ish) woman’s thoughts are. But maybe that has more to do with two blog posts that showed up in my inbox the other day.
The first was a review of Dance with Me from Romance Novels for the Beach.
If you’re a romance reader and you don’t follow Lauren’s blog, honey, you are missing out. Not only does she recommend romance reads for every taste, her reviews are honest, thoughtful and not be read while drinking coffee. (Snorting hot liquid through your nose because you’re laughing so hard is not as fun as it sounds.)
Here are some choice quotes. Or click the link above to read it all.
“This book has a lot going for it, from a sexy male lead, to some journalistic intrigue, and even a few interesting family dynamics thrown in as well.”
“A sexy read to be sure!”
“Alexi’s mother tongue might not be English, but that doesn’t mean the man doesn’t know how to talk dirty. Let’s say he’s rather obsessed with Sherry’s “petals”.”
The second was romance writer Cameron Allie’s blog post about her writing sandbox.
You may think a sandbox is a far cry from the beach, but not where we writers are concerned.
A sandbox is a place to play. With ideas. With characters. Have them go down the path not taken. Mess around with other points of view. It’s a place to get messy and have fun in a public sphere.
(Check out Cameron’s post for a more thorough explanation and an example.)
It’s a good idea, and one I’m going to borrow in the future for sure, so look for some sandbox posts here in the next little while as I finish up my draft of Tease, the follow up to Please.
But not today. I’ve got important things to do. Like scour the internet for cheap flights and hotels. Keywords: Sun. Sand. Beach.