Writing romance wasn’t my calling. I swear it. But that’s what most of my published books are: romance.
Sweet romance paved the way for me. Now most of my published titles are Christian romance. I certainly wouldn’t consider my dream to write romantic comedy.
Not because I’m not funny. I think I’m funny. But my children roll their eyes at my jokes. And yet I’ve written a romantic comedy…and it’s coming your way soon.
I must be crazy. Who do I think I am to write a genre with such high expectations?
I’m a first round draft pick.
Sweet Promise Press opens submissions for all their series. Authors submit pages (mine were actually from LOVE’S LATE ARRIVAL, which is in NO WAY funny), and the series lead author and publisher read them. They make their “top picks” list for each series (and an author can only submit to ONE series at a time).
When the picks for MOMMY’S LITTLE MATCHMAKER were announced, I was chosen first.
I danced. I glowed. It was a moment of satisfaction for me.
And then reality set in.
Smiles instead of Tears
In nearly every book I write, there is one tear-jerking scene.
Not because a dog dies. Or a person dies. Usually, it’s a dark soul moment for one of my characters. They come face-to-face with the truth…and it’s heart-wrenching.
At least it is for me when I write it.
Reviewers have said I address “gritty” subjects, and my plots are life-like.
Yes, I want my characters to BE real to the readers. I want total immersion in my story world.
And when I deliver the happy ending, I hope readers walk away feeling empowered, as if they can slay the dragons in their lives.
That doesn’t sound like a ton of laughs.
Although I try to have some catchy dialogue, and scenes of irony are my favorite.
I’ve given Meredith an interesting quirk. She struggles with self-image (something I know about first-hand) and feeling like a failure. As a grandmother, she’s thrown into the “baseball mothers” mob and found to be a misfit.
One early reader said those moments made her sad. Another said they resounded with authenticity. Neither one of them were laughing.
So…I might be a little worried that I didn’t pull off the comedic voice.
Another “Mature” Romance
My shero in MOMMY LOVES THE BANKER is 45. Which makes her younger than me, and I’m NOT a senior citizen (but I guess I am mature…some days anyway). Don’t you have to be at least 55 before you’re considered a “senior”?
And still, I have reviewers saying they appreciated having “more mature” couples in the First Street Church romance series. Well, guess what? The series lead for MOMMY’S LITTLE MATCHMAKERS was excited about the “silver fox” in my story.
That would be Donavan. He’s all of 50, but like my own husband, his hair turned gray early, so he does have silver hair. And, somehow, he has a granddaughter the same age as my 45-year-old Mimi.
Both of them have been married before. Neither wants to do it again, but for completely opposite reasons. That’s enough to add conflict when they find themselves attracted to each other.
And, yes, Aunt B, we still feel attraction at 50. We might be sweating for no apparent reason, but we can still get butterflies when our handsome man gives us a smoldering glance.
Have you pre-ordered the entire set? You can grab all six of these stories for less than $12. Best of all, you’ll get all of them the day the first one releases.
Do you read romantic comedies? Who’s your favorite author in that genre? Or maybe you can list your favorite romcom movie instead.