Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Lori L. Clark talks about Older Women-Younger Men



Today, I have Lori L. Clark talking about
Older Women/Younger Men

In THE HEART KNOWS WHAT THE HEART WANTS the main character, Star, is a thirty-year-old woman who finds herself attracted to a twenty-one-year-old man. He couldn't care less about the age difference, but it weighs heavily on her mind. I love younger men, so it only seemed natural that I should write about a younger man, older woman relationship.

I've always been a bit of an "ageist." I married a man ten years my junior. It didn't last, but the reason we didn't stay together had nothing to do with the age difference!

I am an active, over fifty woman who believes in taking care of herself by eating healthy (mostly) and exercising. I ran my first half marathon at the age of 50, and have run two more since then. I'm very independent, and don't need a man to take care of me. (I don't want to take care of them, either.)

I'm not opposed to dating someone my own age, if they are fit and active as well. Sadly, I've found that men my age who are fit and active, are seeking women to wear on their arm like a trophy and aren't really interested in a woman my age.

I am surrounded by younger men where I work and live. I often find myself attracted to younger men and many of them have been attracted to me. I am a fit 50+ year old woman who is independent, attractive, I own my own home and I drive a nice car.

A lot of men my age seem intimidated by my independence, while a lot of younger men find it "hot." I take care of myself and am in better shape now than I was when I was 10 years younger. Why would I even want to settle for a man whose idea of exercise is getting off the couch to grab another beer during the commercial?

When an older man says: "She's got to be beautiful, well-preserved and other men need to be envious of me. There needs to be chemistry between us." What he's really saying is: "Even though my skin looks like a prune, my stomach hangs over my belt, and there's more hair on my back than on my head, SHE needs to be beautiful, thin, and young. After all, I'm a man, and society says I'm entitled to youth and beauty, even though I have neither."

If it's okay for a man in his fifties (or older) to want a woman half his age, then by God, it should be okay for a woman to be with a younger man!

I get a lot of comments from people who assume the reason I'm attracted to younger men is because of their sexual prowess. I'm not going to even get into that argument... All I'm going to say about that subject is: If you can keep up with me and run a half marathon, keep me mentally stimulated, and be my best friend as well as lover, I don't care what age you are!




 Title: The Heart Knows What The Heart Wants
Author: Lori L. Clark
Genre: Contemporary / Adult/New Adult Romance
Expected Release: March 6, 2014



Estelle "Star" Falconé, a thirty-year-old tattooed bartender, was once a free-spirited dreamer who dabbled in astrology for fun and secretly dreamed of becoming a rock-star some day.
Twenty-one-year-old Shane Harper was once the star of his high school basketball team. With a full ride scholarship, his dream was to play college basketball and study planetary science. When a tragic car accident permanently sidelines his basketball career, college is out of the question.

Sparks fly when their two worlds collide.

Can a relationship survive between a thirty-year-old starry-eyed woman who's on the run from an extremely dangerous man, and a twenty-one-year-old science guy who's hell-bent on protecting her at all cost?

***Caution*** for mature readers. Contains graphic violence including rape. This is a complete, standalone novel.



"What did you dream about becoming when you grew up?" he asked as he studied her face intently. "You know, like a ballerina, or nurse, or something?"

Without hesitation she replied, "A singer."

"You're a good singer?"

She snorted, "Oh God no. I can't carry a tune...which is probably why I never became a famous rock star. What about you, what did you want to be?" she asked. Besides hot.

All traces of happy drained from his face and he sighed. "A rocket scientist." Star's eyes widened. His flippant answer wasn't a joke -- his face was void of humor. "Actually, I was supposed to go to college to study planetary science."

"What happened? Why didn't you go?" she asked.

He stared silently for a few seconds. "Skip. Besides, it's my turn. You aren't allowed to ask two in a row."

She picked up her pen and added that question to the bottom of the list. "Okay, next," she told him.

"How many tattoos do you have?" he asked.

"Two," she said. She pushed up her shirt sleeve and pointed to the blue planet on the back of her hand. "You've seen Neptune."

"Okay, look. This doesn't count as one of my questions. But I'm dying here. What's the other tattoo, and where is it?" he asked leaning forward, resting his elbows on the table.

"It's over my heart and it's just a saying," she said, patting her chest with her right hand.

"What saying?"

She bit her lip and replied, "The heart knows what the heart wants."



"Beautiful." He spoke the word so softly, she wasn't sure he'd said it at all. He pushed back his chair and stood. He rubbed the back of his neck. She fascinated him and he couldn't get enough of her. "I've got to go home and clean my apartment. I've got company coming over later, and I don't want her to think I'm a complete slob."

Star felt as though she'd taken a sucker punch to the stomach. "Oh. Well yeah. You wouldn't want her to think that," she said. She hoped the disappointment she felt over him having some other female in his apartment didn't show on her face.

He reached out, cupped her cheek with his hand, and brushed the pad of his thumb across her skin. "What time should I expect you?" he asked.

Pleased with his response, she raised her eyes to meet his, and smiled. "Six?"

He nodded. "Six it is." He smiled and dropped his hand to his side before turning to leave.



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Lori L. Clark was born in Iowa, where she spent the first forty-six years of her life. In 2007, she loaded up a moving van and relocated to Missouri, where she currently resides. Lori's only child is a very spoiled Min Pin named Barkley. When not writing, she reads and runs. She completed her first half marathon at the age of fifty.

In 2009, after participating in NANOWRIMO, she began to take seriously the voices in her head. Two New Adult contemporary romance novels, Different Roads, and I Breathe You, were published in 2013, and showed early success. The Heart Knows What the Heart Wants is set to release in March 2014, and has her venturing into the realms of Romantic Suspense.

Lori is a member of Savvy Authors, the St. Louis Writers Guild, and Romance Writers of America.


9 comments:

  1. Very nice post today! Thanks for hosting Lori!!

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  2. Thank you very much for hosting me today!

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    1. Glad to have you. Hopefully, you'll check this again, and discover peeps did come to visit.. :)

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  3. Love, love, love younger men! Although I'm married to one a year older than me. I have written two younger men stories, planning a third! Rock on!

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    1. And does this fetish worry your husband?

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  4. I haven't been with someone younger than me...I've never had the chance, but I would love to find out. I ran my first obstacle course and 5K just this past year. I keep thinking that I'm getting younger and better!

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    1. If you weren't happily married, you'd be prime choice for snaring a younger man, since people mistake you for a teenager.... Just don't go that young or you'll be arrested and I don't think they let you have a laptop in your cell room. So how would you write your fabulous books?

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  5. I've seen several older woman/young man relationships, and they work until the woman decides she's not hot enough or young enough. Tweeted.

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    1. Yeah, I'd find the pressure to beautiful all the time brutal. I had originally planned to be a newscaster, but realized I really didn't want to be beautiful every day. So I became a strategist instead. No one cares what they look like. They just need to be consistently insightful.

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