I love to read about imaginary worlds, and most nights my dreams are so vivid I feel as if I’ve crossed over into a parallel universe. It looks an awful lot like the world I see when I’m awake, but things are just . . . different.
When I write, I imagine my characters in a world that is also just like ours, but — as in my dreams — it’s as if our world is reflected in a slightly warped mirror. Earth is still Earth, and people are still people. Just . . . different.
In WOLF’S MOON, an ancient thread of genetic material, long dormant, is jolted back to life, with deadly results. In WING MAN, Earth is invaded by angelic-looking aliens who bring peace, at a price.
All of my stories have romance at the heart, and all lead to a happy ending. Because, even in a reimagined world, love is all you need.