So, if this goes live it means a) I’m away and b) I’ve had no internet connection. This likely also means c) I’m a twitchy mess, and also d) EXTREMELY UNHAPPY*. I will have my phone with me, but there’s only so much a phone can do. You know what makes me happy though? Discussion.

[In case you were asking/wondering? No, no I’m not above blatant pandering. Maybe that’s where my latent lawyer tendencies/characteristics can be found… ba dum bump]

Anyway – I submit to you all.

Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier. The ultimate Harlequin Presents. If it weren’t 3:21 AM I’d google to see when the first was written/published. (Which might completely destroy my theory.) But I have to drive 15 hours today. And did I mention driving makes me sleepy? And sleepy means falling asleep at the wheel? So… the faster I get done with this post the better.

But I have to say it.

Hear me out. Young (extremely, although not really. She’s… ack I haven’t read it all in too long. In her mid 20s right? 24? I say not really because some HP heroines are 19 which… *gag+shudders*) – naive, gauche. Awkward, shy, socially inept. And yet the über hero loves her. Maxim! De Winter! He who owns Manderley. Oh and did we mention he has/d an evil ex? And he’s all bitter now?

So… rich, entitled alphahole hero. Who decides he’s going to marry the heroine – never tells her he loves her, and calls her a “little idiot.” And they get married and it’s all miserable. Then the shit hits the fan and he’s all “I luuuurve you!!” And she’s all “well now! That’s awesome!” and then… stuff and happy ending.

I know, cliffs notes is just this close –> <– to beating down my door right now to get me to write for them.

Just wait until you hear me summarize history.

Back to the topic at hand. (Hahaha as if there’s anything to be off topic about…) Before the rock throwing begins – I like Rebecca. A lot. Sometimes I’m not even sure why. (But maybe next time I’ll share some of its amazing quotes.) And I also enjoy Harlequin Presents. Even some that make me roll my eyes so hard I almost hurt myself. (Ok so those I like less, but sometimes I can enjoy them if the TSTL is wiped out.)

It’s also 3:26 AM which means shut up time. Hope you’re all having a wonderful weekend!

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Unless you’re at RT. Then I hope you trip on something.

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Unless you got me something. Then I heart you.

[I don’t expect anyone there has though, so eff ’em.]

And if you’ve stuck with me this far… if you answer my questions – or whatever – chime in on the topic you can win a book by Maggie Robinson. Because she’s awesome.

*Extremely Unhappy allcaps means I’m fucking pissed off and looking to shank someone. Will be resourceful and make weapons out of items in my purse even. Snapped off lip gloss wand (possibly sharpened) would do some damage. Especially to the face. By which I mean the eyes. <– Don’t piss off Lime.