Summer Romance Challenge

I have been in a reading-for-pleasure slump, mostly because of the spring cleaning but also because lately I never know what I want to read. I know what I don't want to read, which is anything dark, violent, current politics or depressing, which is most of what is on the bestseller list these days. I also blazed through the two new books I bought this month, so I'm back to square one.

To cure this malady I thrifted a box of vintage Harlequin romances for the minimum bid. They arrived in remarkable condition, looking as new and smelling as pristine as they did when they were published. These were much loved by a reader who took good care of them. I love people who cherish their paperbacks.

I know writers mostly turn their nose up at these type novels, but I enjoy them a lot. They're usually well-written, have an interesting storyline and aren't too graphic (I have nothing against graphic romances, btw; they're just not what I read for pleasure in my old lady days.) A lot of talented, prolific romance authors like Anne Stuart got their start writing for publishers like Harlequin. She probably typed this one on a typewriter.

I'm hoping to read all 25 books this summer, starting with this one. I'll post about the best books in the lot, and then do a big wrap-up of all of them once I finish the pile. As for what I paid for them, I bid the minimum and won the entire lot for $9.99. The books retailed new for $4.99 back in the eighties and nineties, when it would have cost me $124.75 to buy them new, so it's an excellent value.

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