A Night Below New York. The topic today? I hope you love it! (It is the month for love after all.) Here it is...
The Unexpected Romance
I'm an unabashed romantic, in every sense of the word. And what really gets me going (and has since childhood) is the unexpected romance. A romance between two people who have no business being together, but get together anyway, usually in spite of themselves.
To get an idea what I mean, imagine a romance between the school quarterback and head cheerleader.
But now imagine the quarterback and a bookworm, or the cheerleader and the class punk; and, all of a sudden, it becomes interesting.
In almost every book I've planned there's an unexpected romance. It may not be what the story is about per se, but it's always there, just underneath the surface, looking for any reason to show itself.
This is true for my current book, A Night Below New York, a modern-day Arabian Nights tale. In this story, Sahara is kind of an introverted and awkward girl, who graduates high school a year early and goes off to college, where she meets Rex, who's handsome and extroverted and popular. They have nothing in common but their majors, which they have chosen for completely different reasons, but still, there's a spark from the moment their eyes meet. A spark they fight, and one that causes lots of conflict. But the spark refuses to go away nonetheless.
Perhaps you yourself have been involved in an unexpected romance. I know I almost always fall for the least likely person, who is usually someone I really shouldn't be falling for; and, even though the results haven't, up until now, been the stuff of forever after, I can't imagine changing.
What would be the point?
Anyway, thanks for giving me a little piece of your time.
C. Jayee Cohen