Stop it. Did you really think I’d add fuel to this fire?
Support the writer next to you with a high-five and a hell yeah. I don’t care if they write dinosaur erotica surrounded by Smurfs posters.
Writers, write what you love. I know I am. And with every word I type, I’m going to hope J.J. Abrams discovers me and can’t think of anything better than turning my novel into a motion picture.
Can we get more men writing romance?