Legendary ladybook publishing company Harlequin is doing its darnedest not to be upstaged by online erotica, Zane ("Gettin' Buck Wild: The Sex Chronicles 2"!), and about eleven million other publishing trends that seem destined to put the Canadian company into a fatal swoon eventually. Their latest sally: A website, HarlequinRomanceReport.com, where readers are encouraged to anonymously post their dirtiest fantasies! It's like PostSecret without all the ones about molestation.

Planted in the print version of this month's Vanity Fair along with James Wolcott's broadside versus red states is mention of a Harlequin romance sub-series we had no idea existed, and yet instantly approve of. This series is "set against the backdrop of the thrill-a-minute world of NASCAR." Titles include On the Edge, Dangerous Curves, and (chuckle) In the Groove. Sadly lacking are Killed in a Flaming Ball of Wreckage and Swabbing the Black Crud Out of Your Nostrils After a Day at the Track. Anyway, VF takes aim at the latest title, A NASCAR Holiday: