Meet All About Romance Reviewer
One of my first reading memories is being told that I was not allowed to take out so many books from the library (I could barely hold them all) because I couldnt possibly read them all in one week. That librarian was wrong. I discovered Georgette Heyer in my parents library – a euphemism for a room where there were books everywhere – on the floor, double-stacked on shelves, seeping into the hallway, and was delighted by her way with language and a good romp. The romance didnt hurt, either. I moved on to historicals (Anya Setons Katherine stands out in particular), gleaning a lot of history while feeding my romantic passion until college, my budget and the newer romances formulaic prose got in the way. It also did not help that I was an English major, so carrying around books that featured ladies with swirling hair and muscular men with bigger chests than I had was too big an embarrassment.
Some fifteen years after graduation, I realized that I am no longer embarrassed by enjoying a good read, no matter what the cover looks like, and I have been devouring books at a rare clip since that epiphany. I live in Brooklyn with my husband, the editor-in-chief of a consumer music magazine, and my son, a precocious four year-old named Rhys.
Personal Reading Tastes
What I’m a sucker for in a book:
First-person point of view, alpha males, bluestockings, physical imperfections, marriages of convenience, and reformed rakes.
What drives me absolutely nuts in a book:
Regency spies, foolhardy heroines, and “titian” hair or “emerald-green” eyes.