In a recent comment, the lovely Shannon Stacey expressed shock that Sarah is having me read SEPâ€™s Honey Moon as part of our April Bad Book Challenge.
Exceedingly gracious considering, if I remember correctly, I actually told her she was going to hell. **
But lest you think I imagine myself perched upon a pedestal of romance reading righteousness, I’ll make a confession.
I would rather submit to Chinese Battery Acid Torture…nay, even worse–I would rather go naked to my 20th year High School reunion than read Jane Austen. I think Pride and Prejudice is the single most over-rated romance novel in the history of paper.
There. I’ve said it. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be under my bed waiting for Them to show up in their pink SUVs and wrestle my RWA membership card from my clenched fist.
**(Update: In fun. Not a rehash of the moral bankruptcy discussion, thanks.)