Outlaw Love

When I first began reading Romance, I didn’t know where to start. I went to my local UBS and stood amidst the isles, overwhelmed by the 7.56 bazillion titles from which to choose. With a crick in my neck from reading all those titles sideways, and bleary-eyed from all those different-yet-alike pictures of half-naked couples, I was finally able to make out the label “Anthologies” on one of the shelves. So, I picked up a couple of those, going strictly by the cover art and the little blurb on the back as my guide. Frankly my dear, most of the stories were awful, but a few were not bad.

Reading anthologies allowed me to find such authors as Mary Jo Putney, Anne Stuart, Jo Beverley, Christina Dodd, Dara Joy, and Connie Brockway. I’ve continued to pick up anthologies, especially when I’ve just finished reading something very intense and I need a change-of-pace. While most of the anthologies I find are pretty darned crummy, Outlaw Love is not. It’s pretty darned good.