The second book I’ll honor is from a genre I never understood. The romance genre. Here in this post, it is the historical romance genre. Granted, many people enjoy this type of reading. I tried to, but just couldn’t. Sorry if this selection offends anyone, but this is just my eulogy for a tree that gave its life for the arts.
Today I’m honoring the trees that gave their lives so the world could better know, “His at Night” by Sherry Thomas. A Bantam Books Mass Market Original. Published in 2010. This is a work of fiction.
Good gracious, I’m blushing already! I think the plot of the story is right here. The biggest clue to a historical romance is the clothing the people are wearing (or losing!) on the front cover of the book.
“Bum pinching”? “Watering of the beer”? “Saintly patience”? “Not altogether right upstairs”? Am I putting the question marks in the right spot outside of the quotes, or should they be within the quotes? Will the questions ever end? I am dizzy with historical-hysteria, you see. A nail-biter for sure. Looks like I’ve lost some nail polish on my page-turning hand!
All I can say is “no comment here.” I think I’ve read enough.
Thank you, trees. We will always remember your shade and quiet beauty.