You ever want to be a Princess or a Knight? Well, who didn’t? I did. Disney had me hooked from the first time I saw Snow White. After that…well I looked for Prince Charming and found, frogs.

That first Disney Princess movie turned me into a hopeless romantic. So much so, my journey into reading romance started at the tender age of …13yrs old. No, I didn’t look for kiddie stuff. I went straight to the adult section. Harlequin Romance was the first ever romance series I started to read. Yep, I started reading them a bit younger than I was supposed to, but truth was, even then teens had sex. I didn’t, but I sure knew the sordid details about it. To me, at the time, harlequin was just plain PG.

This makes me wonder how many kids today pick up adult romance novels, horror novels and scifi novels. So…..I went on an undercover investigation. To my disbelief, lots of teens were in the YA section. Truthfully though, there were still a bit of high school kids picking through the adult fiction and romance isle.


Well I totally blame that darn Cinderella, for giving girls this unrealistic view of what the man they will marry will be like. Heck, even the guy they date. Talk about picky, and I was picky when I was younger. Nothing is wrong with being picky, but I just wasn’t looking for a regular guy – I wanted my Prince darnit! After years of a reality check, I finally settled for a cute, funny, supportive, loving – regular guy. To me…he is a Prince.


My son never wanted to be a knight. He wanted to be Superman. It could happen you know…just not with the powers thing right away. Yet, just like his mom, he found a way to get superpowers. He did it by writing. Writing does have a way of turning you into anything, anyone you may ever want to be.

Try it out…just for fun…I dare you. Be a Princess, a Prince, a Knight, a Super Hero. How? Write it.

~ by LM Preston on May 6, 2010.


  1. I never wanted to be a superhero, even as a kid. Wilson Fisk? Sure. Lex Luthor? Absolutely. Ming the Merciless? In a heartbeat. The heroes – at least across most fiction – were too wet, predictable, and utterly boring to be of any aspirational value to me. There was never anything I could relate to, and that (more than their dire lack of style and do-gooding tendencies) was the clincher. The villains got the best lines, the best moves, and the hottest girls.

    Yes, once again I miss the point entirely. I know… But the fact remains – some kids don’t want to be Superman – they want to be the guy putting the smack-down on the overgrown boy scout.

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