My HH (handsome husband) and I celebrated our anniversary in August. 47 years together, and we still like each other. A few of the couples we get together with have already hit the big 5-0. When our friends got married, they signed up for the long haul. It didn’t work out for a couple of them, but it’s not because they didn’t try.
I always say that I’m not an especially romantic person. HH is. He loves to buy me flowers, loves it when he finds jewelry he thinks I’ll like. (I can only wear rings anymore. Metal makes my skin itch and swell.) He buys cards that drip with sentimentality. Me? I love to cook for him, to see him happy. But mushy? It’s not in me. When I wrote romances, though, it was fun watching two people who were drawn to each other work to get it right. There were missteps, of course, and false starts, but by the end of the book, they’d worked things out. And they only had one book to do it in. Each novel had to end with a happy ever after.
Now that I’m writing a mystery series, I can take more time. In Body in the Attic, Jazzi and Ansel work with each other. He has a live-in girlfriend, but when she says Jump, she expects him to ask How high? Ansel’s an easy-going guy, but he has his limits. And Emily pushes them. When she finally pushes him too far, Ansel’s a free man. And a drop dead gorgeous one, too. At six-five with white-blond hair and blue eyes, he’s one of Norway’s best exports. By the end of the book, (and this won’t ruin any great surprise), he and Jazzi move in together. He wants to get married. She wants to wait. She thinks she’s just the rebound girl, and after he licks his wounds for a while, he’ll move on. But, hey, in the meantime, why not have a little fun?
If you’ve read Ilona Andrews’s Kate Daniels series or Patricia Briggs’s Mercy Thompson novels, you know that it takes a few books for the hero and heroine to finally get it together. For a lot of readers, once the protagonist and her love interest make it official–one way or another–the stories get even better. It’s fun to see them working as a couple. But not for everyone. For some readers, making the two a couple takes the edge off both of their personalities. To each, his own. But for me, endless flirting and misunderstandings get on my nerves. I get tired of the mating ritual and want them to get it right or move on. But then, as I said, I’m not a romantic. And I guess I’m not all that patient either:) But throwing Jazzi and Ansel together was fun. And I don’t have to resolve everything in one book. I have more in the series to go . . .
Happy writing, everyone!