Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same…Maybe you want her, maybe you need her, maybe you had her, maybe you lost her to another…
The book I’m working on now isn’t as hard as the one before it was and way easier than the one before that; but not quite as easy as the one before that.
It’s going to some places I didn’t expect.
How do you make someone loveable when he won’t act worthy of love? When he won’t, maybe, believe himself worthy of it? When he acts like an asshole over and over again, how do I convince you, the reader, that she, the heroine, could find something inside him to love without making her seem like an ass herself?
We all know people who love people who are buttheads, though, I mean, you don’t get to CHOOSE who you love. Do you? Do you think you can set yourself up to love someone, or not?
I know for a fact you can choose NOT to love someone. I think that’s easier than choosing to love someone. I’m not sure you can choose to love someone who doesn’t “do it” for you. But I know for damnsure you can choose not to love someone who does all of it for you, over and over, in every way possible but who, in the end, doesn’t make you happy…who makes you doubt yourself…who isn’t good for you, or you for that person. Loving someone doesn’t make everything else all better, or make it right. I really do not believe that love makes everything else all magically work out.
So that’s my challenge. Make you, the reader, believe and see why Bess could possibly love Nick even though he makes her doubt herself, without making her seem like the biggest dork and doormat, EVAR. And since you’re never in Nick’s POV all I have is Bess’s feelings to go on.
Sometimes lust overwhelms everything else and makes you forget everything else. It makes you act stupid. It really does.
I don’t want her to be stupid, but if someone who reads her has never experienced that overwhelming burn of yearning and ache and lust, they might think she is. Anyone who has ever felt it will understand.
I just have to hope there are a whole lot of lust-riddled readers out there. 
M
