One of the toughest parts about putting together a themed multi-author event is that authors need time to write. I never even heard back from some of the authors I approached and others had to decline because of deadlines. Would I ever whine about that? Heck no! As I told them 'I'd rather have you writing books for me to read than writing a guestpost for my blog!'. I hope you all agree with me there. ;)
But being the awesome gal she is, Meljean Brook offered to let me do a BIG paperback giveaway for her Iron Seas series! So essentially she's sponsoring my chance to tell you my own Lucky-in-Love story. Thanks Meljean!
And they lived geek-ily ever after...
I don't really remember what it was like to be cool. I have a vague impression that from kindergarten until I moved to another school between 3rd and 4th grade I was one of the popular kids. In lots of plays, gifted learning classes, invited to lots of birthday parties, had tons of friends in my large Girl Scout troop, and was never without a 'boyfriend'. I even had two at the same time in 3rd grade. Oh, yeah... I wasn't just cool, I was a tramp. lol
But when we moved that first time everything in my life changed, not just the city or the house. In the 4th grade I learned what it was like to be essentially mother-less and about as outcast as one could get. I didn't have the Esprit outfits, New Kids on the Block lunchboxes, soccer trophies, and pet rabbits that made the popular girls cool. My obsession with dance and making jewelry, riding my first bike and reading books were very uncool. They didn't so much pick on me as ignore me other than the occasional sneers at my uncombed hair and the cold lunches I had to make for myself.
Even still, finding a guy to love me kind of became an obsession from about 8th grade on. Looking back I know a lot of it was 'daddy issues' and a desperate desire to be 'rescued' from an unhappy childhood. I never crushed on attainable guys and the guys who expressed any interest in me never did so at a time when I was available for whatever reason. How is it once you're off the market you suddenly get lots of male attention you never had before? lol
When I met Adam we were both in difficult situations of our own and in some way I believe we found refuge in one another. I never would have expected him to be attracted to me, let alone ask me out. We went out and saw Blade after working a very long day of retail on Black Friday and shared post-movie snacks at a nearby restaurant. Our childhoods only had one thing in common... a lot of moving. But we both liked hockey, were Star Wars geeks, and wanted to attend the Art Institute of Seattle.
They say that the perfect person for you will love you 'warts and all'. But if there's one thing Adam has taught me about being truly lucky in love, it's that the right person will love you for your warts and wouldn't ever want you to stop being you.
And if you're really lucky and your husband gives you shit about being Irish for thirteen years and thanks to Ancestry.com finds out he's just as Irish as you are... harass the hell out of him the way I'm going to be teasing my rotten husband all day!
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