Good Mystery Gone Bad

Why is it a bitter disappointment when good mystery writers try to pen a romance novel with the name Sunday in the title? Blech! I had a similar feeling when Mary Higgins Clark wrote My Gal Sunday.  Blech! I don't recommend it even if it sports a snazzy blue "adult bestseller" sticker on the cover. Its absurdity promises only to make you gag. And, it will cure you of being a romantic forever. It wouldn't surprise me if it gets made into a movie though.