Never mind that I've been married to the same man since 1979 and never even dated anyone else, I've fallen in love at least a thousand times. Actors, singers, the guy next to me in math class... You name the type, and I've fallen for him.
The euphoria and excitement I feel from simply from thinking about my current love is addicting, and I'm fairly certain I'm not the only one who has experienced that rush of emotion. After all, it's what every romance reader craves and what every romance writer does their best to convey. I remember the cold hands, the racing pulse, the quivering excitement of being near that person, or imagining being near him. And that imagination is what finally made me a romance writer.
I've been told I'm rather fickle, soon tiring of one man and going in search of the next. Sometimes, my infatuation would last for years, but sometimes only for a few months, which is perfect for a romance writer. I can write a new story and experience the joy of falling in love again and again. It's been said that this fickle tendency is typical of all humans, and that the "in love" phase only lasts the length of time it takes to conceive a child and allow that child to be born and grow into a toddler. After that, the biological need to remain together becomes less crucial to the child's survival, and the passion wanes. If we're lucky, it becomes something more enduring--the kind of "happily ever after" love that we all wish for, and what we all want our heroes and heroines to have, whether they think they want it or not.
It's a given that in a romance novel, someone will fall in love, and usually with the wrong person. The story evolves around Mr. or Ms. Wrong becoming Mr. or Ms Right. If the two characters are perfect for one another and face no obstacles, there is no story. As romance writers, it's our job to take the impossible connection and make the reader believe that it could really happen. And I love my job!