Once upon a time, there was a little boy named David. He had one sister who was fourteen years older than him, and his best friend was an imaginary pink rabbit. The rabbit is not surprising if you consider that the little boy’s grandmother is a writer. The child had to get his imagination from somewhere, right? David was Grandma’s biggest fan, probably because he admired her book video trailers.
Time passed and David’s sister got married. The little boy soon idolized Josh, mostly because Josh owned a gym and taught people how to wrestle WWE style. The boy’s sister thought she’d give wrestling a try too, but she didn’t like getting flipped around and hurt so she gave it up in a hurry.
Grandma thought that wrestling was too violent for little David, but his father let him watch it anyway. After one exciting match, the little boy demanded, “Grandma, write me a book about wrestlers.”
Grandma resisted. Wrestling was not her cup of tea, but like all good grandmas, she caved and said she’d do it. She consulted with Josh and soon started her first romantic comedy, which she called Fortuna. Not wishing to have all the action in a wrestling ring, Grandma had one match in chapter one, and then her wrestlers retired to West Virginia where the adventures just wouldn’t stop coming.
And that, dear friends, is where Grandma got the idea for Fortuna.