Kevin is a really hard book to write. The romance, the action, the darker themes, and its title. Funny thing about Kevin was that I accidentally used one of my uncle’s names for it. It didn’t even occur to me at the time while I was writing Sebastian why one of the independent brothers who likes tinkering with things had to be named that. The light bulb didn’t come on until I was explaining more about the characters to my mom when Sebastian was published and she started laughing. She was like, “You named the blacksmith Kevin?” I remember smacking myself on the head because, yes, my very independent uncle who worked on cars would obviously be on my mind while creating that character. Luckily, they only share a name and have very different personalities/physical attributes, or this would have been hella awkward.

When my grandpa died in December, my Uncle Kevin made it easier to get through the funeral by just being his lively self. And we really needed that because losing our Paw Paw was rough. He was a giant personality you couldn’t forget ten years later after meeting him only once. Unfortunately, there wasn’t a proper grieving period to get used to that loss because in February my uncle Kevin died of a heart attack.

So yeah…it was a while before I could even look at the Book Kevin’s file without crying. Honestly, if my uncle and the character had been more similar, it would have been years before I could seriously work on it again. Being too emotionally and physically drained is why this blog hasn’t been updated since September. Now, I am finally all right and enjoying writing like I used to.