The Bull Rider's Manager, my contemporary romance with a Vegas wedding, is on sale until December 22nd for 99 cents on Amazon.
Which got me thinking about why I like Vegas so much.
When my husband (The Cowboy) and I got together, we played a lot of darts. And went to a lot of tournaments. Vegas's NDA shoot was a week long, filled with days of darts, either watching or playing. But we took some time to play tourists as well.
One night we hit all the big stops - Fremont street, Treasure Island, The Bellagio, Paris, and The Venetian. Walking through some of these large casinos, I realized the fantasy that Vegas sells is a lot like the story promise of a book.
Chapter one in a book take the wide eyed country bumpkin who walks through the door into the marble lined entrance and changes their world. Or that should be our job as an author. I love the Lotus Palace in the Percy Jackson series. A place where all your wants and desires are granted, but, at at cost. That's how Vegas feels to me. Filled with promises of glitz and glory.
Barb Carico, the heroine in The Bull Rider's Manager, isn't a wide eyed country girl. She's been around the block and made her mistakes. Yet when she's confronted with a handsome prince willing to sweep her off her feet, she falls for the promise. But what happens when the reality of life comes the next morning?
I've been married twice now. Once in the small church on my university campus. And five year ago at The Stained Glass Chapel in Las Vegas. I loved the fact that the new chapel had stained glass recovered from an abandoned church in my new home state of Missouri. Redemption and renewal.
I'm sure the pull of Vegas will keep being a subject I explore in my writings. And in my own life. But now it's your turn. Are you a Vegas wedding kind or do you want a more traditional ceremony?