I guess it’s true: we like our leading men to be handsome. We also like our leading ladies to be beautiful. Or, at the very least, cute. And I have to admit, the main characters in my novels tend to fall into those categories. Maybe it’s because escaping into a make-believe world, we like the people we’re reading about – who we’re living vicariously through – to be above average, shall we say. And, as an author, I’ve largely adhered to that preference. The leading man in “The