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Why do you write cringe - worthy romance?

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I have been asked time and time again, why I write cringe-worthy/mushy romance/love stories. Hehehehe!! The reasons are quite simple. First, because I believe most love stories are mushy/cringe-worthy ---- when you take away the hustle and bustle, the friends opinion, the exes, the family interference and the economic situation. For instance, I know of a lady whose husband threatened to shoot the brother when he refused to support their intention to get married, when they were still dating. He said he would kill any family member who tried to deter them from getting married. That's cringe-worthy. It's love at it's most dramatic, most obsessive (most perfect if you ask me). I would stop at the wedding that everyone was forced to consent to, and not tell you that six years and two kids into the marriage, people are forced to ask if this is the same man who wanted to wipe out the world just to marry the wife, so that you can assume that they lived happily ever after. Second...

I liked his voice!

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It was Friday, it was a beautiful day. I had just #400 with me, it wasn't enough to get me to where I was headed, but every time I look back to that day, it remains beautiful, like it had been specially blessed by God for me. I had borrowed #1000 from a friend to get me to where I was headed. I was to go for an interview for a position I thought was beneath me, but since I had no money to even feed, my friend told me quite bluntly that I was not really in a position to choose. I arrived the company premises, sat down for some minutes, before I was escorted to a consulting room. I entered and saw a man, light skinned, seated. He pointed me to a seat. He was the interviewer. I was nervous, no, not nervous, embarrassed to be in this position because of money. He asked questions that were necessary for an interview and others that I felt were very unnecessary. But then I thought, "ah, he's trying to get me to relax" because even a blind man could see that I wanted to be a...