Rachel Gibson's Blog
July 30, 2020
Romance Readers
A lot of you want to know if I'm going to write romance novels again. I wish I had a clear answer, but it depends ...I love the romance genre. That's why I wrote 20 romance books and 4 novellas. I owe my career and livelihood to romance readers. I am not an author who will ever say that I got tired of writing romance and moved on to bigger things. For one, that's not true, and two, it's dismissive and disrespectful to all the readers who have supported my work for eighteen years.
The truth is that I simply ran out of ideas for romance books--or any books, for that matter. It was not a choice that I made. I did not wake up one day and say, "Hey, I'm going to flush my successful career down the crapper and start all over in another genre."
One of my biggest frustrations is that I only get one story idea at a time. I'd love to have several rattling around in my head. I envy those authors who have lots of ideas to choose from, but that is not my brain. The book I am currently working on is another women's fiction. But . . . I am a romance writer at heart and all of my books will have threads of the genre that I've always loved.
So, will I ever write a romance book again? If I get an idea for another romance novel, I'd love to write it.
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July 10, 2020
How Lulu Lost Her Mind
Dear readers,
In most of the 20 books I've written, many of my characters share my same fears and phobias, i.e., spiders, heights, scat music.
In How Lulu Lost Her Mind, it's alligators.
Page 140 :
"An alligator killed a dog not far from Sutton Hall just last week." Mom and I watched it on the local news. She'd shrugged and said, "It's the circle of Life." I'd gotten on the internet and ordered alligator repellant.
"That happens with animals near waterways," Simon tells me. "Gators like to hide just beneath the surface out in the weeds."
I think of the chest-high grass and weeds at home. "The bayou is practically in my backyard!"
He glances down at me and folds his arms across his chest. "How fast can you run, tee Lou Ann?"
"Me?" I point to myself. I'm five foot one and until recently, I wore at least three-inch heels most days. "Not very fast."
"Gators go for the slow ones. You might want to learn to zig-zag."
On Sale July 21 2020
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In most of the 20 books I've written, many of my characters share my same fears and phobias, i.e., spiders, heights, scat music.
In How Lulu Lost Her Mind, it's alligators.
Page 140 :
"An alligator killed a dog not far from Sutton Hall just last week." Mom and I watched it on the local news. She'd shrugged and said, "It's the circle of Life." I'd gotten on the internet and ordered alligator repellant.
"That happens with animals near waterways," Simon tells me. "Gators like to hide just beneath the surface out in the weeds."
I think of the chest-high grass and weeds at home. "The bayou is practically in my backyard!"
He glances down at me and folds his arms across his chest. "How fast can you run, tee Lou Ann?"
"Me?" I point to myself. I'm five foot one and until recently, I wore at least three-inch heels most days. "Not very fast."
"Gators go for the slow ones. You might want to learn to zig-zag."
On Sale July 21 2020
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