Dear Author,

       How could you do this to me?  How could you make me fall in love with a guy who has so much testosterone that it’s hardened his heart?  What the hell were you thinking?  This is a romance novel.  I’m supposed to get my guy.  I’m supposed to have a happily-ever-after!  If you’re going to pull a coup, or somehow take charge once again, I would appreciate it if you would hurry up.  My nerves can’t take much more of this.    And if I’m not pregnant and on the road to having a big family in the epilogue, heads are gonna roll, sister.  Get crackin’, dammit.  Make him fall in love with me!

     Humph!

     Annoyed but hopeful,

     The Heroine