My first sale, Blood Bonds, has been languishing on my hard drive since it's original publisher closed their doors. I kept meaning to resubmit it somewhere, and just never got around to it. Yesterday, I forced myself to stop being lazy and sent it to Red Rose Publishing. Last night, I got a contract for it.

I'm very excited about that. To be honest, Blood Bonds was my first foray into the erotic romance market, and I admit, I still blush like a virgin whenever I read it. If people who knew me well read it, they'd think I was joking about being the author.

Since then I've ventured into other areas of erotic romance, but I still feel shocked when I read Blood Bonds. It's strange. Maybe it's like losing your virginity, or your first kiss. No matter how many years later, it seems like a surreal event.