Having a very vivid imagination is a bit of a two-sided coin. Side A: it’s how I come up with book idea after book idea.  Side B: it’s why I worry about things that will probably never happen. I can imagine pretty much anything, and it’s never the best case scenario…

When plotting a story, it’s very useful to have a morbid imagination. When you think, “What if it all went horribly, horribly wrong?”, that’s the beginning of a great plot! Vladamir Nabokov said, “It is the writer’s job to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them.” However, this morbid imagination is also the beginning of an ulcer, if you’re thinking about your own life and not that of a fictional character.

Writing is my therapy. It allows me to channel all that creativity into something useful, because if I don’t channel it, it’s going to keep pouring out anyway, and that’s how you flood your kitchen… Not a good idea.

So instead of worrying myself into digestive issues, I use my vivid imagination for good, and bring you romance novels for your reading pleasure. 🙂

It’s a win-win!