Summer is hot and the best way to cool off is in the pool, at the beach, or by the lake which means swimsuits and swimsuits show off our svelte bodies.
For me, the romance of summer can be found in the locales which only summer can offer. They include the lake, the beach, even a vineyard. A field or a forest is a perfect place for a picnic lunch. How about going for a horseback ride before that picnic?
If you're the adventurous sort, there's always romance to be found in the "adventure." You could share a 2 person kayak, parasailing, snorkeling, or a zip line.
The "heart" of these activities and locales is that you can enjoy them with the one you're falling in love with and making wonderful memories that will last a lifetime. Heck, I remember when I was falling for my husband, racquetball was our game.
Writing the Romantic Formula:
The formula is a "core" element to all romance stories: Developing a relationship between a man and woman. Plot elements to keep in mind when you write: An external conflict (a problem the hero/heroine have to work on) brings them together, but it's the internal conflict that they struggle with which makes falling in love that much more rewarding.
QUESTION: If you were going on a romantic summer picnic, what type of food would you pack?
My latest romance is a short 99 cent dime novel, Journey of the Heart.
Blurb: Set in Sonoma, CA in 1946, can James help Rachel save her winery or will he drift out of her life the same way he drifted in?
Review: 5 Stars, AngelE, Amazon Reader:
The story was compelling and not boring, which is often a stereotype of sweet romances. I would recommend this short sweetie of a story. Good job, author.
Excerpt:
"Your case threatened to run away, so I bribed it." Her sweet expression was an arrow through his heart.
"Really? What did you bribe it with?" He wiped the sweat off his brow with a handkerchief, caused from a combination of the summer heat and lifting the heavy cases.
"A job."
He hooked his thumb toward his chest. "Are you offering me a job, Miss Santori?"
BUY LINK: http://amzn.com/B008G1JI6C
The first picnic I shared with my now-husband was many years ago in Denmark. I made Cornish pasties but the homemade crust was hard as a rock. He ate the whole thing and pronounced it delicious - so I married him!
ReplyDeleteAngela Britnell