Janette Kenny

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Janette Kenny

I read and I write emotionally driven romances where finding real love is the prevalent theme.  But finding love usually isn’t my characters main goal.  In fact, love is usually the last thing either wants, especially from the other.

Of course, I never make it easy on my characters.  I heap internal conflicts on them, mix it with a good does of lust and toss them into a world of emotional chaos.  I don’t give them easy avenues out – they have to stick together to the bitter end, dragging their baggage through mud with the hope both will recognize that they complete each other – that they can have true love after they’ve lightened their burdens by tossing away the old beliefs and fears that have chained their hearts all this time.

From one who’s been in that dark camp for too long, I know it isn’t easy to break out.  Opening your heart to possible hurt again is terrifying.  Experiencing only conditional love – the pat on the head, you done good feeling – is a poor substitute for finding somebody who loves and accepts you for who you are, who doesn’t judge, doesn’t try to change you.

Typically my heroines are similar to me – looking for the real thing but just haven’t found The One.  They aren’t going to settle for conditional love – it’s all or nothing for them.

My heroes tend to be jaded.  They either don’t believe in love, have been burned to a crisp by the emotion before and avoid it now, or just don’t know what love is.

And really, what is love?

That’s a question I’ve asked myself a lot of times.

Love is invisible.  Felt not seen.  Elusive.  The precious gem to find amid a sea of sand.

True love is unconditional.  That’s the love that fills us, warms us, makes us whole.  Unconditional love completes us.

It is as much the giving of deep emotional support as much as it is receiving the same from that someone special. It’s the companionable silence of two hearts watching the same sun set and feeling happy to share such a moment together.

Each time I start writing a new story, I face the challenge of finding the right way to show how two people can find real love and finally experience that blissful happiness that comes out of such a deep abiding love.  I love writing about their journey as they find a way to cast off their fears and embrace a new tomorrow with that one special love.  And when I’m not writing them, I love reading about them.  Because really, what’s more satisfying than watching two people fall in love?

Why do you read romances?  What made you know your wife or husband or lover was the real love to last for all time?

 

 

 

 

 


7 thoughts on “True love

  1. I read for that emotional punch in the gut that you get at the black moment when things look really bleak. :)

    I knew my love with Rob was real not during the first blush when everything was rosy and great but during the three years we spent courting each other through some difficult life events.

  2. I love when the heroine and hero know for a fact that this is it. There’s something thrilling about the dancing around until kablammy! They’re in it. And sure, I like the heartbreak parts too. Cathartic, I guess.

  3. Shana Galen Shana Galen says:

    I like when one is in love with the other and they know it can never, ever work out and is a totally hopeless thing. Then I have to figure out how to make it work.

  4. RobynDeHart RobynDeHart says:

    Why do I read romance? Wow, that feels like a loaded question for some reason. I read it for a hundred reasons it seems, and write it for a hundred more. I love the enduring testament to love, I love to watch characters face their fears and come out better for it on the other side. It’s just awesome, that’s why. :grin:

    As for how I knew The Professor was the one, I think it was a combination of how every time we had a date, I went home wondering when I would get to see him again, and then when I realized that if I was having a bad day (or a good day for that matter) I wanted to share it with him.

  5. Great post, Jan. I read and write romance because I love to experience the heady feeling of falling in love. I love that butterflies-in-the-stomach rush of longing to see that special someone and the anticipation of the first kiss and, of course, the happy ending.

  6. Elise Rome says:

    I read romance for all the parts of the journey to love–the meet, the obstacles to overcome, the moment when the hero and heroine finally commit to one another and are a team from there on out. I don’t think I can pinpoint a moment when I knew my husband was “the one”, but I remember being convinced of that pretty early on. =)

  7. You are by far a fabulous group of authors and friends. My apologies for not replying sooner. I am flying out early tomorrow for a reader conference, the day job sucked ever second of my time today, and my last evening at home was spent with someone very special. :) Yes, we read romance to relive that magic of falling of love, of knowing love triumphs. My fingers are crossed that it does for me as well personally.

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