I don't know what issue Harlequin has--that most romance publishers have--with tippy-tapping their keyboards to find out what even motherfucking Wikipedia might have to offer regarding uniform regulations, but I'm done.
I've seen good people, good authors, get handed shitty fucking covers on their military romances, and I've had it.
Wikipedia, industry. You can haz it.
Today, I saw this gem. It's fucking fantastic in so many ways. Yay, Harlequin!
But watch carefully. There are SO many party fouls going on with that uniform, Commander Joe Navy!
Oh, wait. He's not Navy. He's a Marine. This is a book trailer pimping this book:
This book, you guys. THIS MOTHERFUCKING BOOK.
Ms. Morgan, I'm sorry Harlequin fucked up your cover and what should have been a fantastic fucking book trailer. I'll be the first to admit I don't find anything sexy about being married to the military, but nobody deserves this. It's the equivalent of some yahoo in the art department putting a fucking electric pole in the background of your Western historical romance. That's just fucking wrong.
Everyone should read this book just to make it up to the author. And everyone should, meanwhile, mock Harlequin mercilessly for their inability to research military uniforms, like EVER.
Here, Harlequin's art department! Let me help you! Click This Link Right Here, Yes This One That Has Linky Colors On It Yes Right Here, Yes. Here. Yes. Good Job. Now get back to work fucking up more military romance covers because I will very much enjoy mocking you endlessly until you manage to get them right.
PS We also judge you when your editors don't catch wrong shit in the text, too. Just so you know.
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