When I complained of being bored the summer before 7th grade, my mother (who worked at a boookstore at the time) handed me a stripped copy of Victoria Holt's The Shivering Sands—and I was hooked. I became a voracious reader, bringing home stacks of romantic novels from the library every few days. At 14, I tried to write my first two romances. The first was about a federal agent masquerading as a bank robber, and a smart-mouthed customer who drove a custom baby blue Trans Am named Shark. He stole Shark as his getaway vehicle and she dove in beside him. That was as far as I got—I could never see beyond their flying down the highway bickering as they were chased by bad guys. The second was a hot mess of a Gothic paranormal erotic involving an 18yo governess and the 16yo eldest son of the house, who made quite innappropriate advances toward her via astral projection while she slept. I wrote 100 pages front and back IN PENCIL before I hit the I HATE point and shoved it under my bed. When I retrieved it 2 years later, the lead was so smeared I couldn't read it. The End. It took finding my own hero to reignite my passion for romance writing. More than 25 years later, I bought a used laptop on eBay and wrote my first erotic romance. I'm just about to release my tenth at Samhain Publishing. Mr Robin and I have been married for 18 years; we live on a farm and have three wonderful kids. I love to hear from readers, so don't be timid about saying hi!