Fiorella just finished judging historicals in a romance writing contest, and never before has she encountered so many breathtakingly beautiful (virgin) heroines and devastatingly handsome (wicked) heroes, all of whom were sizing up each other's breasts and biceps within minutes of their first meetings.
For Fio, the manuscripts were more hysterical than historical. Anachronisms abounded and settings, for the most part, consisted of announcements at the top of the work, like "Rome, 53AD."
But it's all in the eye of the beholder. Another judge might see the same manuscripts as works of genius. And Fio's spotted a lot of the same ilk on bookstore shelves.