My book is just a week from being released into this world, and there are so many I have to thank for my writer's dream come true.
You always hear about the solitary writer's life, but it's equally true that the road to publication isn't possible without a good support system. Along the way, many people have helped. And I owe many thanks.
Some without even realizing it, by simply inspiring me, and some with their encouraging words and guidance.
My writing community friends have offered me comfort when the rejections came, cheered my successes, and helped me keep my dreams alive. Southern Magic, Kiss of Death, FFnP, Authors of Asian Novels and FTHRW -- you've been lifelines.
My beta readers and crit partner have shared honest feed back and kicked me in the behind when I needed it. You all have made me a better writer.
My family & friends have loved and supported me even when they didn't understand my dreams. That's is priceless.
One man, my darling husband, has stood by me through it all. We came from different world -- a quiet, hardworking cotton farmer from West Texas and a spit-fire Asian feminist and writer.
He's been next to me when I almost died giving birth, he's been there when the book of my heart got rejected over and over, and he's been there every step of my writing journey. He's picked me up from my lowest point, and he's celebrated every little success in my life since we met.
I was a journalist when I met him, but thanks to my husband's encouragement I was able to reach for cotton-candy dreams and make them come true. Not only did he keep the kids and gave me writing time, but his steady support gave me the courage to pour my heart out on paper, uncensor my mind and share my deepest thoughts.
None of my stories would be written without him. And here's his latest gift to me:
Yes, my farmer has many talents & a true heart.
Why do I write romance? Because I found out true love is real and I want others to believe in it too.