Welcome to my Second Acts Series!
Today, we have June Kearns entertaining us with her take on romance and romance writing.
One of my earliest memories is being under the kitchen table, hidden by fringes of the chenille cloth and listening to the chink of teacups, laughter and whispered secrets between my mum and her sisters.
They all read romances – the quest to find the one person you were destined to spend your life with, that impulse buried deep in the natural world. Apparently, when you least expected it – zing would go the strings of your heart (or something like that!)
Without fail, the heroines in these stories were head-turning, heart-stopping beauties. One look, and the hero would be smitten.
At 13, I’d already decided that no-one would ever fall in love with me. Small, sturdy and self-conscious, I had hair that frizzed in…
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