Lover of love. When you read my book, you are reading more than a story. You are reading numerous hours, days of errors, rewrites, edits and proofreads. You are reading the outcome of sheer frustration, hair pulling moments, cries, laughter, joy, anger, angst and midnight writing. You are reading something I delight in sharing, a piece of my heart, a piece of my soul. A tiny piece of my life.