Fuzzy is Brilliant

Fuzzy: I studied the books people read and I have figured out everything that discerning, intelligent readers want in a book. I shall now write that book. It will be called Harry Da Vinci's Rings. It will follow Young Harry, a Hogwart's Symbologist, as he fights Orcs in the Hills of New Zealand.
Satchel: I don't want to read that.
Fuzzy: I said it was for discerning, intelligent readers.
Rob: Yeah, I wouldn't read it either.
Fuzzy: OK, again, it's not for you two.

I think this might work. I've decided to change my WIP: A Southern Belle, Harlot, meets our roguish hero, Gent, at the verge of the Civil War. It's instant attraction, enough sparks flying to light up the darkest of nights, or maybe it's just the bright pink glow-in-the-dark vibrator. One night, they discover a body in the wine cellar and instantly suspect the butler, who keeps running around the plantation yelling about birthin' babies. The mystery takes them to Ireland, where they meet a leprachaun and a ghost, who teaches Harlot how to make drapes out of a ball gown. After fighting the Banshees and solving the murder, Harlot exclaims that she will never go to Hungary again, at which point Gent points out that she's never been there at all. Thinking that they made quite a pair, Gent asks Harlot to be his forever, at which point Harlot turns to him and says "Bite Me."

I think I'll call it Gone to Get a Clue in the Heart of the Sea

I've even got a new pen name: Margaret Jill Roberts