Stand by Your Man by Nancy Bartholomew
From that book to this thing? What happened?
From that book to this thing? What happened?
Horribly sappy and formulaic, and yet, it’s so easy to enjoy.
Beware the nice ones with golf clubs and poisonous wine…
The author seems to have bounded back from the doldrums.
Oh god, all the dumb drama and histrionics in this story make me want to jump off a ledge.
Does the author even know what she is doing here? This is ghastly.
Great title, not very memorable story.
Is this the most boring country music ever?
Here;s a tired-ass comeback that doesn’t break any new grounds whatsoever. How disappointing.
Making fun of obvious dolts can get tiring after a while.