Today, I wanted to write a few happy scenes. You know, the kind where the hero and heroine fall deeper and deeper in love and everything’s just SO NICE. The kind of scene that makes readers say “Awww!” and sigh happily and all that.
But because I’m an evil author, I ended up writing a scene in which I make my hero and heroine really, really, REALLY unhappy (which is a nice euphemism for “I demolished them”) and which will probably make readers cry because it’s all really, really sad.
Yup. I’m short and evil.