The first Read Around the Rainbow post of the year!!! 🥳 On the last Friday of every month, we’re a group of authors who blog on the same topic and today’s topic is:
How to Romance a Romance Writer
Ha! We’re just a couple of days away from February, and soon the hysteria of Valentine’s Day will set in. It might already have, I don’t know. I hardly leave my home these days 😅
I’m one of the least romantic people you’ve ever come across. Obvious romantic gestures just make me uncomfortable, so I do my utter best to avoid them. I’d say that in our marriage, my husband is more romantic than I am. If we’re talking love language, I think both my husband and I are in the acts of service category. We suck at all the others. Though he might sneak me a bar of chocolate or a bag of Djungelvrål now and then, sometimes he even buys me a plant for the garden.
I’m bad at reciprocating, and I should do better.
But if you want to know how to romance a romance author – more specifically, how to romance this romance author, there is this game…
It’s called forget your wedding day, year after year.
Both my husband and I are pros of this game. We got married on January 9th, 2010. We didn’t want to get married but felt the pressure of society – bureaucracy can kill you. My son was born on December 9th, 2009, so it should be easy to remember, right? December 9th birthday, January 9th wedding day.
Well, it’s not.
Then some years later, we got our fourth child. She was born on January 8th, so it should make it easier to remember, right? Birthday on January 8th, wedding day on January 9th.
I think the key to a happy marriage is to forget that you’re married. I love my husband, but to this day, the only wedding day we’ve ever celebrated was when we’d been married for ten years. Then we left the kids in Mum’s hands and stayed at a hotel for a weekend. But it was a mutual decision to acknowledge that we were in fact married that year 😆
I realise both Holly and I talk about marriage. Romance is so much more than marriage, but in my relationship, there are no candlelit dinners, romantic retreats, or love letters (though there were when he left me to go to Liberia for ten months). What there is, is that I can look across the room, over the chaos of kids and animals, toys and laundry, homework and dishes, and see the man I know will always have my back. No matter what.
If you want to read about ‘real’ romance, I’m sure the others (not Holly since she’s in the same relationship and has the same brain as I do) have something to say about it.
Follow the rose petals to:
K. L. Noone