Go to an island, my publisher said. Reclaim your writing mojo, he added. Be inspired, he suggested. Oh, sexy shenanigans, was I inspired. Drew Carolla would do that to a woman. Reclusive and brooding, an ex-pilot-come-sexy-woodcutter-come-luxury-wedding-venue-owner-come...here. Writing romance doesn't come easy when you don't have a muse, and I was on a deadline. Four weeks to write my next bestseller or face being dropped by my publisher. Thankfully,...