Jane Austen received a letter today from the Prince Regent, the future King George IV. Considering its royal stamp, she probably opened it right away.
“Why don’t you write a historic romance?” He wrote.
She quickly responded, “I could not sit down to write a serious romance under any other motive than to save my life.”
I image her then muttering, “idiot,” and continuing on her way, disappointing the fool.
Moral of the story, ladies? Write what you want.
And happy April Fools Day!