Yes, I admit I like a good cheesy romance novel every once in while, especially after I read something serious and heavy. Particularly since I can usually whip through these in a day which gives me a true sense of accomplishment.
But maybe this was too big a transition from serious to fluffy...or maybe I am completely unable to relate to cute, wealthy (but not the least bit snobby) 24 year olds who move to New York city and can afford antique persian rugs and one bedroom apartments, whose father sends over a brand new steinway grand piano which fits perfectly in that nook with the big bay window, and while she has no apparent formal education or previous job experience, is so talented as a lyricist that she is immediately tapped to work on the score for the next Broadway hit, starring the biggest Broadway star of the day, who just happens to be friends of the family...and oh yeah, her composer partner is the guy she's been in love with since she was a kid, only he doesn't realize it. And of course, he has a checkered past, which he can't possibly subject her to, Sigh, yeah. I was looking for candy, but this hurts my teeth.
I did finish it in a day though, so there is that.