Carolyn McSparren here, and if I can manage to get this posted, it will be a miracle. I live in
the country, and the only Internet service I can get is Wildblue.net.
Very nice people, but not as big as AT&T. Every time we have a storm,
I get kicked off. I also get kicked off at some other times that I
can’t figure out at all. Now, Google is telling me they can’t hook me
up with this blog, and I am not sufficiently Internet savvy to gainsay
them. Once we get the bugs worked out, however, I am up for Sunday,
the same day I do my Storybroads.com blog.
I write romance and romantic suspense for Harlequin Superromance, and
have just finished my third cozy mystery for Belle Books. I live in
the country outside of Memphis, Tennessee, and at present have four
big horses, three indoor cats, and a number of barn cats.
When my editor at Harlequin suggested I write for Heartwarming, she
said, “I’m sorry, but you won’t be able to write any erotic sex scenes
or overt violence.”
I write cozyish violence anyway. I bump off characters nobody likes,
and never do violence to children or animals. I won’t go to see War
Horse, and I hated Turner and Hooch. Sobbing uncontrollably in public
My friend Pat Potter writes wonderful sex/love scenes. Me—not so much.
Heaven knows I believe in long life love and great sex—George and I
just celebrated our forty-fifth anniversary—but finding creative ways
to handle sex scenes is difficult for me. What matters to me, and I
hope to you, is that two damaged people find one another, and through
their love, change so that they deserve to love for a lifetime.
My first book for Heartwarming is about a group of wounded veterans
trying to find new careers by learning to drive draft horses. They
don’t simply find careers. They find new lives and new love. I hope
you like it.