No talk about football, today I am gonna share a secret with you. It’s very personal and kinda embarrassing, so don’t tell others about this. I have an addiction. It’s not big or injuring my health but it IS an addiction. And the worst thing is: I don’t want to quit it!
Though I have a masters-degree and a shelf filled with literature, I really need a Harlequin book every now and again. I love to immerse myself in historic romance: knights and ladies, witches and lords, captains at sea and female stowaways… *sighs*… Depending on my mood and presence of my Love, it can be one Johanna Lindsey per month or a daily dose of Kathleen Woodiwiss… Am I the only one or do others share this “problem”?