Chapter One
Love Story or Lovely Satire? In High School, I was obsessed with romance novels. I'm not into anything explicit so they were all very clean. They were also terribly predictable. Think lifetime movies but in the form of books. There were only ever two or three plot lines that were reused in every romance novel. Nothing was ever original. As I was lamenting to my best friend, I came up with the idea to write my own love story. Instead of trying to write a good one, I decided it would be more fun to write one as ridiculously cheesy as I could. And it turned out so fantastically awful that it was great. It's titled Hunky Hotstuff Cowboy. If you are terribly curious as to just how good (awful) it is, here is the first installment: (You're welcome) HOOOOOONNNKK! Traffic couldn't get any worse as Ted McCarthy slowly lost the last little patience he had left in his body. At six feet, with a well toned torso and muscly calves, he cut an imposing figure. Though many p...