By day, I'm a domestic violence prosecutor. By night, I read romance to restore my faith in love, relationships, and humanity in general.
I just checked out the Goodreads Semifinalists for Best Romance of 2013, and oh, boy, am I ever out of step with "popular opinion," if that list is anything to go by. I managed to read only one of the nominees cover to cover -- Emma Chase's Tangled, which I hated and wrote a feminist rage fueled one star review about. Two others I DNF'd because it was clear so early on that I would have nothing good to say about either book: Beautiful Bastard and Real. I did not even try to read Sylvia Day's Entwined With You because I hated the first Crossfire book and quit the series (and it's hard for me to break up with a series), and I've never liked anything by Nicholas Sparks so I've got no interest in The Longest Ride.
So, of twenty semifinalists, the only five I know anything about I have extremely negative feelings about, which does not lead me to believe that the other fifteen choices would appeal to me at all. Am I really so out of step? If this is truly the direction in which the genre is heading, stop the world, I want to get off!