um, who are you?
Who am I and what am I doing here? Good question!
I’m a writer. A romance writer, to be exact. At that pronouncement a third of you rolled your eyes, a third thought, “Cool” and a third are thinking, “So what?”. What being a writer means to me is that I am an observer. I take in everything, like a sponge I’ve been told by more than one person as I grilled them for details and facts during research for a book. Research? For a romance novel? (There is that eye rolling again.) Yes, research because if my facts aren’t correct, or my setting realistic or my characters believable, that book will crash and burn in the fiery flames of bad reviews. In fact, it was through my research for a book that I found Eat Something Sexy online to begin with.
So yeah, I observe, I sometimes even take notes. I absorb it all. Not surprisingly, I’ve quite a bit to say about all I take in. For better or worse, I plan to lay down my unsolicited, random observations and opinions right here, courtesy of the Eat Something Sexy blogs. A huge thank you to Amy Reiley and the entire Eat Something Sexy team for giving me the opportunity and the forum.
As I gather ideas, jotting down notes for blogs as they hit me while I’m driving and trying to stay in my lane, and solicit ideas from my fellow erotic romance authors online and at book signings (I may have to tone those down to keep the sensors at bay), I plan to appear here a few times a week with topics that may inspire you, hopefully spur conversation and maybe even cause a bit of debate now and then.
Want to know more about me? Check out the official profile I think is somewhere in this Wordpress maize that I am learning to navigate through trial and error. My life sounds pretty interesting when in black and white. I guess it is some days. I’ve gone from cocktails with the former Poet Laureate of the United States and the Rockefellers one day, to an arena to watch live bull riding the next. I’ve run out to the barn to throw a bucket of feed to my horse while wearing my ball gown and heels on the way to a harp gig where I was performing (we won’t discuss what I discovered on my shoe once I reached the venue). I live in what could be called the country, with a barn and farmhouse built in 1734, but I can hop a train and one hour later be in New York City for dinner and a show on Broadway. But most days I’m perfectly happy sitting with my laptop while wearing my pajamas in bed. As long as I have internet, the world is at my fingertips, literally.
So, hello. Nice to meet you, and please, stop by often!
Cat