LRT: That second cover? That's what the first man was like in my dream.

Shit's rough when you're a romantic and Romance reader with sexual trauma. Even the cover art of books acts as a visual reminder of the thin line between violence and intimacy.

If I were a Romance writer and I had some magically impossible control over what my cover art would be, it would always be some variation of a woman screaming, clutching at her hair, her expression not unlike Saint Teresa of Avila's in the Ecstasy.

I don't have a joke to end this thread and make you less uncomfortable.