The urge to work on my romance novel, rather than se, is getting stronger. So far, like almost any heroine, I am resisting, but my resolve is weakening.
Aisircul, my hero, is starting to take shape. So far, so good, but in my mind’s eye, his hair is black, which seems to be the standard for romance novel men. I would rather he have a different color. For one thing, given who he is, black seems a little…cliched.