I'd never read a Danielle Steel before. In the late spring I had this whole thing about reading as many of the WH Smith top ten paperbacks as I could manage. This Danielle Steel was wonderfully good fun - stupid and addictive as a packet of Cheesy Wotsits. It's all about reincarnation and horrible disasters and Armish girls coming to New York City to become literary celebrities. I loved every minute of it and felt wonderfully trashy the whole way through.
I remember reading her as a teenager. You're right, incredibly cheesy, but wonderfully page turning. Now, where did I put "Palomino"?
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