Rebecca Abbot’s life has just gone from vintage feather
boas to boring office casual. Thanks to Sylvie Arnaud’s
heart attack, she’s out of a job. But it’s Sylvie’s
French, vaguely famous name on Rebecca’s creatively
embellished resume that lands her an associate editor
position at romance heavyweight Candlelight Books. Editing
is a far cry from scouting out exotic groceries, which is
pretty much all Rebecca did for Sylvie, but Candelight is
offering an actual salary to go with her position’s actual
workload, and the rent is way overdue on the railroad flat
she shares with her friend Wendy and her mooching ex,
wanna-be writer Fleishman.
Working for Candlelight is nothing like the plots of their
syrupy novels, though. In fact, it’s a lot like being
stuck in an estrogen-heavy Fellini film. Between
protecting her back from rival editor Cassie’s repeated
stabs, attempting a relationship with a sexy literary
agent, wondering about Fleishman’s new secret “project,”
and discovering her first truly talented author, Rebecca’s
learning that the business of romance is hardly a nine-to-
five thing—and that editing out all her mistakes will
never lead her to “happily ever after…”