Three-Zero!!??
My good friend, Debbie Macomber, emailed me the other day to congratulate the both of us. She said "Do you know it's been thirty years since we both sold our first books?"
Seriously? Thirty? OMG—I thought about one of the first book signings I attended in the early 80's when another young author, a man, upon learning I wrote romance novels, said, "Oh, you're like the new Violet Winspear." I about died . . . I thought that Violet and the others of her generation, who had successfully written tons of romance novels, were ancient and moldy and totally unhip.
So—that was then.
Flash forward thirty years and, Oops. Tuns out he was right. Another generation of writers has appeared on the scene. (For quite a while now.) Debbie and I along with the rest of our generation? Yep, you guessed it: We are the (not so new) Violet Winspears!
Seriously? Thirty? OMG—I thought about one of the first book signings I attended in the early 80's when another young author, a man, upon learning I wrote romance novels, said, "Oh, you're like the new Violet Winspear." I about died . . . I thought that Violet and the others of her generation, who had successfully written tons of romance novels, were ancient and moldy and totally unhip.
So—that was then.
Flash forward thirty years and, Oops. Tuns out he was right. Another generation of writers has appeared on the scene. (For quite a while now.) Debbie and I along with the rest of our generation? Yep, you guessed it: We are the (not so new) Violet Winspears!
No comments have been added yet.
