How Romance Books Saved My Life

Something you might not know about me — I currently live in what is (in my opinion) the best city in the world, New Orleans.

If you’ve been watching the news, you’ll know that New Orleans just got hit by a Cat 4 hurricane, Ida.

I wasn’t able to evacuate, so my wife and our two dogs were forced to hunker down for the storm. It was scary, and we had to set up at the bottom of our stairs with water, lamps, and supplies.

We were one of the lucky ones; we were unharmed and didn’t have any damage to our house. But while the storm was pounding, the wind roaring, and the panels of the house creaking like an old ship, I did what I do best; I escaped into a book.

I’ve been catching up on the classics, and I read “The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty”, an erotic novel by Anne Rice written under the pen name A. N. Roquelaure.

It’s a spicy book and I was a bundle of anxiety and not in that “mood”, but Anne Rice has a special ability to weave words together in a way that completely transports you to another world.

And that’s where I wanted to be. Somewhere else.

Books have always been my portal to escape. If ever I was uncomfortable or anxious or scared, my first means of defense has always been to pick up a book.

During Ida, I escaped into Anne Rice’s world. When I was in New York for 9/11, I sat under my father’s desk and read Lemony Snicket. As I navigated my awkward middle school years, I spent free periods devouring Brian Jacques’ entire Redwall series.

Books have, quite literally, saved my life in so many situations. When I write my own books, I hope that I can give the reader that same feeling of being transported to a different life, no matter what you’re going through.

If you’re an avid reader too, you can click here access my own books. Take a look, browse the digital shelves, and give yourself the freedom to step into someone else’s shoes.

Take care and stay safe!


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