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I used to be a sucker for a good romantic tale with a hero, usually a complete prick, who treats the heroine, a beautiful young nubile wide eyed innocent, like shit all the way through to the end where he declares he's loved her all along and she falls into his arms. Yes the good old mills and boon, sillouette, or as we used to call them, the love book.
I've also always thought I could write one, easily, as I'd read hundreds of them in my lifetime. "Paperback Crack" is w...
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Kia ora everyone, I am Olivia, I am a writer, and an artist, welcome to my hectic mad world.
