Michael Levi

When he closed the door, he instantly took me by the waist and pushed me closer to his. Our bodies connected, and I felt that the link was much more than physical. His eyes stared at mine and drew my mind to follow his. I could feel and understand every thought he had. I could not even move or do anything while he stayed close to me. I felt that he was mine and that I was his. I didn’t have anything else to worry about at that moment, even though part of my mind tried to sabotage me even during those prolonged seconds. Yes, there were tests to take, bills to pay and unpleasant people to deal soon, but being there in that apartment, with silence accompanying us every step of the way, made me realize that all those things were just problems that tried to make me fail. I knew that, deep down, I didn’t care about what people had to say about the two of us being together. Why can’t two men live happily and enjoy fulfilling lives? Why did they think I needed to be with a woman? It was

Well, it happened. I was happy sharing my covers and snippets of my story, but someone there decided I was a spammer. Yup, me, someone who didn't post more than once a week there was considered a spammer. I had no idea someone would think I was a spammer. I think the only problem within my posts were the links to my books on Amazon. But I thought that self promotion was okay there. Guess not. Since that is the case, I don't have any reason to spend time on DeviantArt. Too bad because I was actually getting a following there. I was never sure that said following was actually translating to more readers, though. But any visibility is good, so I kept spending time there. I am going to remove links to my Patreon account as well since it's enough to ask people to buy my works.

So yeah, I finally ventured into the world of romance, hoping that I could have some of its riches as well. But my first romance novel was a failure, and here I am thinking that maybe I should not have even tried making it. I spent so much time making the cover and checking to make sure that everything about it looked good. And it did look good, but just the cover and the blurb were not enough to make people want to read my book. For romance, it's imperative that you have two things: previous reviews (called ARCs) and ads. If you don't do any of both, as it was the case with my book, nobody will even give a chance to your book. It's very ridiculous, but it is what it is. I decided to try and test if the claim that romance is pay to win is true, and I ended up finding out that it is so. I am not going to write another romance novel without money for ads, which I don't have. But yeah, the competition is so high for romance you can't even make pe

So,  I have found myself into this discussion. Apparently, some people think romance stories need to have good endings where the lovers end up together. I don't agree with that at all. Where is the writer's imagination and quality of the story in all that? Does that mean that as long as the story has a happy ending it doesn't need to have quality writing? Isn't all that very silly and entitled at the very least. Because, for me, a romance story is just a love story. Not every love story out there ends with a good ending. Maybe the partners find that they were not really made for one another. That is okay. I have seen many stories where the lovers find themselves distant at the end, and in all those cases the stories ended up being good. Why do these people feel so entitled to think that every story needs to end the way they want? It doesn't make any sense, unless we are talking about a certain kind of demographic. Yes, let's involve the entitled p