I read this book:
And then this one:
And I couldn't help but compare them to books like this:
In our society, we've taken movie stars or rock stars and made them into the the nobility of Europe from centuries past. Dating a star is every bit as impossible for the everyday Jane as it was for a maid to rise from her station to marry a Lord. I would even guess that the odds are the same then as it is today. And now, just as then, we have novels about it to tell us how wonderful it would be to marry a star.
Even the novels that point out the hardships of superstardom do it in such a way that make the stars themselves untouchable by the common person. Every common person except one. It just makes me wonder.
And then I think, "Who cares! It's a story I'll read over and over and over."