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First, let me say I’m a man, and I write romances. I also read them—a lot. I love nothing better than a great love story with a happy ending. My little sister calls me a helpless romantic. One step down, I suppose, from a hopeless romantic.  Unfortunately (or some might say fortunately), there aren’t many of us guys writing romance, and I think I may have an inkling why.

Writing stories is a gift. It’s a calling and a joy. It comes complete with characters and problems, conflict and excitement. It may slowly wind itself through your subconscious until a story is fully formed. Or, it may crash into your head then stubbornly wait for you to pry the particulars out and find the prize in the recesses of your soul.

Young Adult, or "YA", fiction has become hugely popular in the last decade, to the point that many readers will exclusively read YA Fantasy, Dystopian, Historical, Contemporary, and Science Fiction. But what is YA fiction? How does it differ from Adult fiction, and what does it have in common? Young Adult Fiction in the Past

When I was a kid, I was horse crazy. Pictures of horses on my wall, charm bracelets with horses, little horse statues all over the dresser, a stick horse to gallop around the back yard, you name it, I had it. Although I never actually got a horse of my own, I still love them, so I write about them. And not only horses, but animals in general.

Candy Cane and Cookie Crumb attended my high school in suburban Pennsylvania. The girls spelled their names with more flourish than the letters I used here, and Candy’s legal name was Candice, but the consequences of their too-sweet identities remained the same—no one took them seriously.