Since my novels are primarily about women, I sometimes refer to them as chicklit, although that genre really doesn’t cover it. These stories do qualify in some respects, being chock-full of girly issues such as glass ceilings at work, jerky and clueless significant others, work-life balance issues, raging hormones, cliques, catfights, gynecological issues, etc. Like most women, my heroines pursue that one great love that will satisfy them in every way for the rest of their lives. But real life has a way of intruding and bringing out their cynical sides. In the end they’re prepared to settle for intermittent contentment-ever-after. There are no clear-cut resolutions in my made-up worlds. The most my heroines can hope for is a small island of peace and security in between the traumas of their youth and the even greater challenges that are sure to come in the future—assuming there are sequels on the horizon.
My fictional worlds don’t wrap up neatly on the last page. Numerous issues, both personal and political, hang in the air. Some fodder for those sequels might include:
— Miriam of Secretarial Wars has blasted her way out of her ordinary job by landing a White House gig. Will she be able to keep her ideals and her investigative ambitions intact, or will she end up getting corrupted by the job?
— Imogene of The Rock Star’s Homecoming has succeeded by various heroic measures in snaring her sometimes reluctant boyfriend Steve for their final college Homecoming dance. Does it follow that she’ll be able to lure him to the altar after graduation—or will she even want to?
— The fraternal twin sisters of Let’s Play Ball, Miranda and Jessica, have done their part to solve the kidnapping of Jessica’s ballplayer fiancé and welcome him safely home. Will they persevere in solving the riddle of the embittered ex-wife who was ultimately behind the crime—and who still lurks in the distance?
So stay tuned … maybe. And in the meantime, here’s a chicklit-style trailer featuring the feisty secretaries: