In honor of the release of my third book, my daughter wrote her own romance novel. She figured she’d learned a lot reading over my shoulder despite my protests.
I have warned you that she is precocious.
She wanted me to share it with you here. I think we may have another budding writer in the family.
Love of the Romance
Layla’s first day at preschool, she met a nice boy named Mig. She and he fell in love.
She met him in K5. She loved him a lot.
Layla is a secretary at school. She fell in love, unlike yesterday. The boy’s name is Mig.
(Four Years Later) Layla’s first day, she met him again. She liked him more.
Today they date. They want to kiss. So they do. They play Princess of the Dragon World.
When they were twenty-five years old, they married. They had fun at the wedding.
Thirteen weeks after they were married, they had a baby! They love it.
For a child more interested in Wings of Fire than anything else right now, she has an amazing grasp of the romance genre. Now, to keep feeding her Wings of Fire books and keep her out of my “open door” romance novel stash for as long as possible!