We are not each other’s first loves. We don’t know if we will be our last loves. We are confident that we can be counted as a great love, maybe even THE great love of each other’s life. But is our long and mutually committed relationship a match made in heaven? Were we destined to be each other’s true loves? We don’t know, but it’s a question we find fascinating; so fascinating, in fact, that we wrote a romantic novel on the subject.
This weekend we are completing the final proof for The Valentine’s Game. Our protagonist, Charli, is a love-jinxed twenty-one-year-old desperate for romance. Her prayers appear to be answered when Cupid shoots her with a love arrow on Valentine’s Day. However, instead of landing the man of her dreams, Charli lands in the middle of the Valentine’s Game where she must contend for true love, participating in games like Blind Luck, Four Play, and Five Hundred Kisses. The book is a fun ride on the romantic side that even guys (so long as they aren’t afraid of affection) will enjoy reading.
Writing this book not only brought back memories of our challenges together when we first started out, but it also made us examine our core beliefs on this universal subject. Luckily for our readers, it’s easy to learn what we’ve discovered about love. Our philosophical view point is presented by the angels in charge of helping Charli and the other contestants on their quest for true love. Some of you who’ve been counseled by Lynn on your interpersonal relationships might find the angel Crescent’s description of “like, love, and lust” very familiar. Anyone who has ever been to a peer counseling retreat will undoubtedly imagine the innocent games played there in a different light.
The eBook should be available in a couple of weeks. We will, of course, let you know where and when you can get it. In the meantime, you might think about your own ideas of love and relationships so, when you read ours, you can let us know how close we came to uncovering true love in The Valentine’s Game.
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