I don't mean eating a pint of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia in the closet...I mean the one thing about myself that's really embarrassing: romance novel addiction!!!!!
Oh no!! ...you can't possibly tell your friends that you spend a couple of hours a day reading about how the cold, heartless duke falls head over heels for an innocent, independent lass and they have a passionate encounter with manhoods rising and breasts heaving and eyes flaming!....huh-uh...nope.
It started innocently enough...Betty came home for spring break one year with one of her friends (Tereasa). T. gave me an anthology of short stories containing one by Jayne Krentz. I loved it and bought my first ...you always remember your first! I had spent years reading good literature: Tolstoy, Jane Austen, Faulkner, et al...I was such a literary snob!...but, alas, I fell from grace!!!!....I know: once in grace, always in grace... but in my case it didn't work out. I moved from Jayne Krentz to Amanda Quick and then....oh no!!... Johanna Lindsey! My bookshelves overflowed ... though I hid them in the basement ...they made their ways upstairs and into (gasp!) the bedroom!
Tex asks: "Can't you get rid of some of these ...(sneer)...books?" "No, " I shout. "I might want to read them again!"...and I do ....read them again and again and again!!!! And I buy more and more and more! Can someone out there help me? or should I just say not to rehab??? luv ya amy!
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This ain't no exageration. Our shelves are overflowing with romance novels.
Tex
You might like to read Pamela Clare, who lives in Boulder and whose novels are set in Denver.
Hey Anonymous: Who are you? and I will try Pamela Clare...
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