Ren Benton’s talent for perceiving disaster in every situation is most productively applied to tormenting the characters she writes. She began devouring romance novels at an inappropriately young age because she was a voracious reader, the nearest library was far, and a quarter at any yard sale bought a brown paper bag stuffed with Harlequins and Silhouettes. She currently writes contemporary romance in which the protagonists are the greatest obstacle to their own happiness.
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