No, I (Elizabeth) didn’t have any specific goal in mind when I started out on this project except to publish myself. Yes, yes. It’s true. I am Moriah Jovan. JOvin. Not joVAHN. I hate the name, by the way, but I’ve been going by Mojo/Mojeaux online since 1998, people call me that in real life, and I’m used to it. So I chose a name that would give me the Mo and the jo.

(I wish I’d remembered Jovan Musk cologne before I committed to it, though. I really hate musk. Plus, the packaging is just way too 1970s orange shag rug. Makes me think of swinging. Don’t ask me why. It’s a long story.)

What you need to know now is that Peculiar Pages has always had a vision, while B10 had a vague ambition beyond publishing Moriah Jovan that is now forming into something solid.

Gradually, though, with my continuing involvement in the genre romance community, early encouragement from Eva Gale (romance author), my friendships with Sabrina Darby (romance author) and RJ Keller (women’s fiction author), increasing participation in the Mormon writer scene, with Eric’s friendship and encouragement, along with Tyler Chadwick (poet) and William Morris (brand dude), I am forming up some sort of direction.

I’ll let you know what that is when I figure out how to say it.