I Love You This Much!

Since today is all about Valentine’s Day and love in general, I thought what better day to talk about love. Not that I don’t talk about whatever I want anyway. It’s my blog so I generally get to do what I want, so there.

But, love is the theme today. True love if we want to get right down to it. True love is complicated on so many levels I don’t even know where to start. Hasn’t stopped me before, so why should it now. Media has given us such a skewed ideal when it comes to love that most people screw it up when love is on the table. Being a romance novelist, I’m somewhat hypocritical for even talking on this subject. Most of all, we paint a picture of love and what should come after that reality can never hope to compete against it.

What is love? Love isn’t the hot and heavy infatuation most people seem to think of as love. It’s not the flames of lust that follow. No infatuation fades or grows into love. Lust isn’t even fit to be considered an emotion. At best it’s an animalistic need. Not saying I have been or ever will be immune to the two because the capacity to love never fades. It expands to include the people who cross your path as you march onward toward whatever awaits you at the blessed end.

So let’s move onto the meat of this blog and the forms of love I think deserve a place at Valentine’s Day’s table.

The purest form of true love is the unconditional bond of love between a child and their parent. I have literally been brought to tears watching my daughter and grandson together. We seldom remember those fragile first years of our lives, but seeing them together gave me a view into how it must have been. As life grows old that bond changes into something different, but in the magic of their young lives we get to become their first valentines. We put their carefully cut out hearts on our fridges with magnets with pride and undying love. Just thinking about it makes me all sniffly. Give me a minute here and move to the next paragraph. Anybody got a tissue or wet nap?

Move it on people! Nothing to see here. Do it now! Don’t mess with emotional authors or you become a corpse in chapter three.

Everyone goes on and on about true love. True love exists but I’m not ready to talk about it just yet, so let’s get back to friends. Over the years I’ve had many acquaintances, but very few true friends. I gather maybe two or so a decade, but when we meet the connection is instant, like finding a part of yourself you never knew you’d lost. Family you are born into — friends are blood without the genetics getting in the way. Who are the first people we turn to when we’ve had crappy days? Our besties. This is where I get a bit out there. People go on and on about soul mates and true love. Sometimes it isn’t about true love but a true and lasting friend. Lovers keep secrets. Friends don’t know the meaning of the word. So when you’re celebrating the day of love, don’t forget those friends who boost you up when you’re sad. Share the joy of everyday living. Grow old with you in ways you can only post memes about on Facebook.

Finally, we get to ”it”. By it, I mean true love. True love is the hardest thing to get a grip on. For one thing, it’s a miracle. Imagine two people finding each other amidst all the billions of wrong combinations out there. If there was a word that meant more than miraculous that’d be what this is. But, what makes true love a viable description for L-O-V-E? Hard work. Love might just happen from a glance and pheromone production but lasting love takes hard work. That’s why true love isn’t for sissies.

My wife and I have spent the last 18 Valentine’s Days together. How have we made the mystical Happily Ever After work? I’m going to be totally honest with you. Happily ever anything isn’t an everyday thing. It is the accumulation of bad days, good days, sad days, and some days that just quite frankly scare the merde out of you. Sorry about the French but it’s the truth. Love is living through life and never giving up on this fragment of perfection we call love.

In today’s throwaway-satisfaction-now world, if things get rough, staying in one piece just doesn’t figure into the equation. So, true love is forgotten in favor of living in the moment. That is sad. When life comes to an end, I wouldn’t trade my lifetime for a million scattered moments. Why? Because my true love is priceless.

I think that’s about all that needs to be said. Well, this too. I wish for each of you a lifetime of true love.

For those of you who say nobody loves you, know that you are loved. Someone cares and cherishes you.

Even if it is just me, J. Morgan, romance novelist and incurable romantic at heart.

Happy Valentine’s Day and Happy Reading!


Love Jasmine Haynes Style


Well, ain’t this a kick in the head. I’ve been kidnapped! And, on my own blog too!


Normally, I’m the one kidnapping people. I hope whoever did it, plans to get a big ransom. I am a self professed world famous romance author. Of course, I seriously doubt world famous romance authors run around in nothing but a diaper. I find it most disconcerting to tell you the truth. I might be fine if it was just a pair of sexy Depends covering my naughty bits, but what was the deal with the wings? Well, this wouldn’t do at all!


“Alright! I’ve had just about enough of this. I suggest you come out and tell me what you want before I go all Sheri Kenyon on your behind!” I didn’t know what that meant, but I meant every word of it.


A figure stepped from the shadows of my imaginary palatial offices, and my mouth just dropped.


“Jasmine Haynes! What are you doing kidnapping me?” I reattached my jaw. “I told you I’d get you on the blog when I had time.” Though I guess turnabout is fair play. I did kidnap her once upon a time.


Jasmine: LOL, with the wings and diaper, you look like Cupid, Jmo! But you’re much cuter! And funnier! Which is why I’ve kidnapped you and your blog (thank you very much!) to talk about Cupid type things (though not sexy Depends, because honestly, Depends just aren’t sexy, though maybe someday in the faraway future I’ll have to change my mind when my own wonderful, darling Cupid/hubby is wearing them!).


Jmo: I guess, as I long as I’m dressed for the part, why don’t you tell us about Love, Valentine Style?


Jasmine: You might be shocked, but Love, Valentine Style is a collection of sweet Valentine’s stories. Although there is one story which has a love consummation, which, I’m told, means that the anthology can’t be officially called “sweet.” And I bet you think it’s MY story that has the consummation, considering that I write erotic romance most of the time. And even when I’m not penning erotic romances, my alter ego Jennifer Skully certainly doesn’t hold much back in her love scenes either. But I’ve fooled you with this one. Because it’s not MY story! I won’t do a spoiler by telling you whose story it is, but they’re all fun tales from a variety of genres including paranormal, time travel, and contemporary romance. And all about Valentine’s Day! Here’s a brief blurb with the line-up of fabulous authors (other than me, because I’m not describing myself as fabulous, I let other people do that!).


Fulfilling a dying woman’s last request brings two lonely hearts together in Be My Other Valentine by Jasmine Haynes.


An enchanted island and the magic of Valentine’s Day help reunite a reluctant groom with his jilted bride in Hotel Amore by Pamela Fryer.


Magic in donated historical valentines lead a museum curator to a mysterious soldier in Civil War Valentine by Haley Whitehall.


A Valentine’s journey to return a lost ring gives Miranda and Ian a second chance at romance in Forever My Valentine by Raine English.


Finding Mr. Right by Lois Winston, the novella sequel to Romcom award-winning Hooking Mr. Right, is now part of Love, Valentine Style anthology.


Randy Farrell wants to date Twitter’s sweet @GlitterfrostGem. What’ll he think of her prickly alter ego, Gemma Kent? Valentine Rules by Mel Curtis.


Jmo: Some amazing sounding stories. I know as Romance authors we’re all about the love, but what inspired you to tackle the most romantic holiday of the year?


Jasmine: One of my godmothers (I had 3) was named Valentine. And I always wondered what it would be like to have a day named especially for me! She received flowers and candy and cards. It was marvelous! So when a friend of mine asked me to be part of an anthology, that’s what I wanted to write about, one little girl’s special day which brings together a lonely baker and the child’s widowed father in search of the perfect cake. Of course, romance must ensue!


Jmo: Aw, grandmothers are just the best. So how long are these Depends good for? I just drank a bottle of Cranberry Sprite. Never mind, doesn’t matter. Anyway, not counting this, what was your most romantic Valentine’s Day?


Jasmine: Well, I guess it depends. (Sorry couldn’t help the pun!) But stop it, you silly man, Depends just don’t do anything for a romantic mood (even if it does make me laugh hysterically!). My most romantic Valentine’s Day. That’s actually pretty easy. My husband took me to a spa resort that had a Jacuzzi tub in the room. Fizzy bath salts in the water, champagne cocktails, lots of chocolate, some of it on chocolate-dipped strawberries, room service for when we needed sustenance after…well, you know after what I mean! I didn’t even need a spa treatment to feel pampered!


Jmo: Hardy har har. Everyone likes to crack jokes on the guy dressed like cupid. Oh Well, such is my life, apparently. Unfortunately, since we’ve all had them. What was your worst?


Jasmine: The worst was what should have been a romantic dinner with hubby at our favorite restaurant. Unfortunately there was a family with unruly children and as the waiter was removing a bowl of muscles I’d just finished, one of the children ran into him. He spilled all the juice from the bowl into my lap. My dress was ruined and I had to ride home all wet and covered in muscle juice. Ick. But then I had a very nice bath my husband ran for me and a nice champagne cocktail (do you see a theme here?). And things definitely improved after that! So it wasn’t all bad!


Jmo: You do have the greatest cupid ever! If you could be cupid for one day, what would you do to make the world a more loving place? Then again, as a huge fan of your books, I think you might already have that covered.


Jasmine: Aw, thanks, Jmo/Cupid! Read romance, that’ll make everyone feel better, because there’s always a happy ending! That’s the definition of romance! But seriously, I’d give the world a little tolerance. Tolerance would go a long way to making this world a more loving and peaceful place.


Jmo: It so would. Uh, do you mind if we cut this short. This diaper is riding up something awful and I think you Super Glued these wings to my back because my shoulders are itching like crazy.


Jasmine: OMG, don’t take off the diaper! I’ll remove the wings, I promise, just don’t take off that diaper! But thank you so much for letting me kidnap you and your blog!


Jmo: It was my pleasure, but before you rush me to the ER to have these wings removed, could you tell my readers where they can find you on the internet and buy Love, Valentine Style and all your books?


Jasmine: Love, Valentine Style is available exclusively on Amazon and for only .99! http://amzn.to/1afja7K. And here are all the places readers can find me:


Website: www.jasminehaynes.com

Blog: www.jasminehaynes.blogspot.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/jasminehaynesauthor

Twitter: https://twitter.com/jasminehaynes1

Amazon page: http://amzn.com/e/B001IR3N76

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/130583.Jasmine_Haynes


And before I forget, She’s Gotta Be Mine, a sexy romantic comedy with a big dose of mystery by my alter ego Jennifer Skully, is free through the end of the month on Kindle http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00688GE7Q Apple iBooks http://bit.ly/19DdMi5 Nook http://bit.ly/1bWT2hv And all other major ebook retailers!


Jmo: I have that one and it is simply amazing! Good bye everyone and don’t forget to check out Jasmine and Jennifer’s books. I so do love an author with split personalities! Happy Reading!