At some point along the line, local author Renee Blare got tired of reading smut. A pharmacist by trade, she’d spent her entire life reading. As an adult, she got hooked on exotic romances for an escape, if nothing else. The stories started to get to her, though, with all the gratuitous sex and foul language.
“Nothing in these books was helping me,” she said, “and I just got tired of reading trash.”
A devout Christian, Blare wanted a more spiritual message without being preached at, so she turned to Christian fiction to try to find more meaningful stories to read. Amazon was pretty good at labeling books and giving good recommendations, so she took a chance on one that sounded good, only to realize it was laden with as much smut and coarse language as the books she’d just given up.