… ever closed the cover on your gazillionth ‘rescue me from the stalker’ romance and thought to yourself either
(a) there’s a heck of a lot more psychos in the
US world than you originally thought, or
(b) you’ve miscalculated the percentage of authors who are unconsciously using this plot device to express their own deep-seated desire to be the object/ee of obsessive love in a Ladyhawke-if-I-can’t-have-you-no-one-shall kind of a way??
Just a little something I’ve been pondering.