Who do you love?

My latest novel, Ditching Melody, is a dramatic family life love story. No surprise there, that’s what I write. So far I have received two reviews on Amazon. The one star review states “Listed in lesbian section, but love story is between a man and a woman.”  I’m not sure whether they actually read the book or not. The 5 star review is glowing about how relatable the main character is, and demonstrates an understanding of this being about love not a sexual persuasion. They clearly read the book.

The main character, despite not wanting to be labelled, is a lesbian. She is sexually attracted to women and has had relationships with women. The feelings she develops for her male friend are confusing. They don’t make sense to her. One bisexual friend suggests she’s bisexual, but she’s not attracted to men just a man. Her homosexual friend suggests she is pansexual, but this never really sinks in.

In case you don’t know what pansexual means, it means not limited in sexual choice by biological sex, gender or gender identity. This can cause some debate as to whether they are actually bisexual but it’s not the point here.

In Ditching Melody, I am furthering the concept (explored in my other books) of love not knowing gender or race or superficial things, but being between people who care deeply and want to be there for each other in every way they can.

Who do you love? Maybe it’s one person, maybe it’s a handful of people, maybe it’s so many people in so many ways. I guarantee you that the way you love each person is different, but it wears the label of love.

A romantic and sexual love between consenting adults is exactly that, between them. If no one is being hurt, then why does it impact on other people?

It clearly does. Theresa, the main character in Ditching Melody, usually hides her sexuality from her employers. She also hides it from her own child. Why? Because it’s wrong? Because it’s amoral? Because she’s ashamed of herself? No. Because she’s scared of a hate crime, because she doesn’t want to be labelled, because she’s tired of judgemental people thinking they have a right to tell her what she can do with her own body. That’s societal pressure.

I hope that when you read this book, you enjoy the story. I hope you feel for Theresa like the five star reviewer did, as opposed to judging her for not wearing a label that suits like the one star reviewer did.

Thank you.



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