I didn't set out to write a love story. (Not that I don't love a sweet romance, because I assure you, I do.) I honestly wanted nothing more than to write a story that looked deeply into the issues of slavery. Little did I realize, I was allowed about two hours of daydreaming where this story was leading, and then I heard one simple song on the radio. And...my characters took full control from that point on.
This story is complicated. I get it. It doesn't wrap up nicely. The characters make decisions that maybe you don't agree with, or you wouldn't suggest someone else choose the same path.
All I can tell you is that...I felt completely driven to let them be themselves. I wrote them as I felt them. I let them have skin, and I let them teach me a little about what I thought I wanted to say. I absolutely love them. They have given me a new take on love, freedom, and forgiveness.