time to confess. i write trashy romances. you’ve seen them, perhaps even (gasp) read them. hence the name, bodice-ripper, slang for the goods i put out. i do use a pen name, thankfully. i didn’t intend to start in this genre, but did it nonetheless to prove to myself i could put out a finished product. i am working on my third one, which hopefully will be my last. i am more interested in creating a historical mystery. we’ll see what happens.
incidentally, i had only ever read one trashy romance before i wrote one. i had (i admit it!) disdain for the genre, being an academic type and all. money has softened my opinion, but just a wee bit.