Pretty boys, pretty...castles

Magnet #1181 - The Consort

Whoa. Probably should have labeled this one NSFW, though really, it's not all that bad. Really.

It's another one of the magnets my friend brought back from the Romantic Times convention last month.

I know, right?

I think I've said it before, but it's one of the reasons I miss publishing. Or, really, my little Loveswept cube, where behind me sat stacks and stacks of manuscripts and galleys full of happy endings.

And everywhere else, were pictures of the cutest cuteboys of the cute, the models we were using for our cover art. Best part of the job, sifting through lookbooks and cuteboy collections looking for appropriate pretty boys to adorn our covers.

I know. Terrible objectification of men. I won't lie, it was a bit like Playboy (Playgirl?) without the full-on nudity or the articles. We didn't even get to learn if they liked long walks in the rain or reading sociology in their spare time. We just matched the boys up to the manuscript description, picked 'em for their pretty looks, and moved on to the next month's covers. (Mind you, I also had to pick pretty girls, too, but honestly, it was not nearly as engaging.)

Fun stuff. A far cry from all the business-to-business corporate stuff I deal with nowadays.

Still, I would definitely think twice about reading this book in the subway - truth be told, I tend not to read my romance books on the train to begin with, when they show even the slightest of skin. I did it a few times, but man, it's awkward when you're reading a love scene and realize that the dude next to you is reading it, too. Ewwwwwww.

Of course, now, I'll be wondering exactly what books those people are reading on their secretive eReaders across from me on the train. Hmmmm.

And possibly, ewwwwww.