Helluo librorum
Long time no post! Mea maxima culpa! *wink* Real Life ™ has been insane and it’s become one of those things where Real Life ™ and Writer Life ™ has blurred into one! Which is exciting and scary at the same time, lol! I’ve finally admitted to friends and family that I read romance novels. Say it loud, say it proud. It horrified a professor that I do this and not something weighter like immersing myself in Forester or Woolf. While I do appreciate Woolf and Forester and numerous classics and modern novels, there’s times when nothing beats a good romance novel (or a bad one if you’re in a mood for a laugh). That said… do you feel any writing is art or just elevated forms, as the nabobs say?

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