Tears
Happy Monday, All!
I’m only a little bit behind today. Apologies this is going up late. I’ve got a book due in about 8 days and I spent the weekend away writing. Got home late last night but the good news is I’m two pages away from THE END. After that, I have to cut about 10,000 words (Oy, I tend to be long winded) but I’d much rather cut than add. So I figure I’m doing good.
Which brings me to the topic of tears. Why tears, you ask? Because I shed quite a few over the weekend and it’s been on my mind. You see, I’m not a big crier. In fact, I rarely cry unless I’m really upset or hurt. Oh, I get emotional watching a Hallmark commercial like the next woman, but real tears? Doesn’t happen here very often. The last time I cried was probably when I got out of the hospital last summer after having Toxic Shock. Cried a lot when I got home because real life was just so much harder than I’d remembered. (Who knew just walking up the stairs could turn me into a puddle of goo?) So to wring some tears out of me takes quite a bit.

Books rarely make me cry. I think it’s because I generally only read things that end well and even when the situation is dire and things look impossible for the main characters, I know the happy ending is right around the corner. As a writer, I love it when people say I made them cry reading one of my books. (Yes, this is me being a hypocrit here), but I have never EVER cried while writing one of my own books. Until this weekend.
TEMPTED is the third book in my new Eternal Guardians Series. The hero is dark, tortured, cruel and angsty. He shows up in MARKED (book 1) and ENTWINED (book 2) but book 3 (his book) is really where you get to know why he does the (awful) things he does. The heroine is rather mousy at the beginning of the series but does a total 180 by the end of the third book, and what made me cry most (I think) was the shift from his being in control of everything for so long in the first three books, to her doing it by the end. I love it when a heroine comes into who she is meant to be. That whole empowerment of women thing gets me every time. And when she was the one who’d had to overcome so much and still ends up saving the day? Yeah. It got to me. As the author, *I* knew the happy ending was coming, and yet I still cried. A lot. First time ever for me.
To you cry reading books? Do you cry even reading a romance when you know the happy ending is coming? What does it take to wrench some tears out of you?












































Since things are quiet here this week with everyone at RT (not me…sob!), I’ve decided I’m going to let you in on a little secret. In case you didn’t already hear,