I do not watch and never have watched the news on TV. I’ve never watched 60 Minutes, The Daily Show, or the nightly news. This isn’t because I think it’s evil but rather because it’s not a good way for me personally to learn. I am a reading learner–hearing things just isn’t as successful for me as reading them. I’m also addicted to getting more than one take on an issue and it’s more time efficient for me to read the headlines in four different newspapers–The NYT, The Washington Post, The Wall Street Journal, and Slate–than it is for me to listen to one channel for an hour. Sometimes, if there’s a hurricane or a national disaster–I am forever grateful a friend called me at 8:50am on September 11, 2001 and said “TURN ON YOUR TV RIGHT NOW.”–but those times are very far and few in between. This no TV news thing often makes me feel like a weirdo–it feels […]
Peeps–I’ve been a bit blue lately. I’m on crutches for six weeks–months after that with a cane–due to a soft tissue hip repair. Covid continues to threaten so many things. I have a neighbor who is as nasty as he can be and that just bums me out. My lovely sister-in-law suggested I read one of her favorite self-help books and I am considering it. But… I’ve never read a self-help book. When I first had kids, people gave me several parenting books and I just decided that they weren’t for me–I used this book instead–probably because I hate to be told what to do. (It’s a failing.) […]
There is chatter in Romancelandia about Helen Hoang’s The Heart Principle. Where her first two books were romances, this novel–and I haven’t read it so I’m just repeating what I’ve heard–is more women’s fiction. Readers, at least romance readers, are upset because the book is far heavier than they thought it would be. There are cries that the book was poorly marketed. […]
From Sarah saying NO to Derek not listening and the portrayal of the villainess, I won’t be reading it again. And I don’t understand why I loved it so much in the first place.
This is an experience we’ve all had. There are romances we loved back in the day that now make us shudder or, at the very least, wonder what on earth we were thinking.
Earlier this year, I tried and failed to reread Devil’s Bride by Stephanie Laurens. The prose was absurdly purple, Devil is kind of a dick, and Honoria is just plain silly a great deal of the time. Today, it is a hard pass and yet, when I look at Goodreads, I see that in 2013 I gave it four stars which, for me, […]
This week on Twitter, a famous historical romance author made the point that there are good reasons authors of historical romance break with convention. She argued authors do so not because they’re lazy or stupid but because they are deliberately making choices they feel better serve the stories they tell. I think she’s right. Authors write what they believe will best tell their specific story. Perhaps that’s why I’m not fussed when titles are wrong or language is off or characters behave in ways that seem at best unlikely. I read romance for plot, character, and believable HEAs . As long as a book has those, I enjoy it. […]
I’ve just finished reading Pachinko which I loved. It’s a multigenerational tale of Koreans living in Japan during the 20th and 21st centuries. One of the themes the novel explores is whether or not your nationality/race/ancestors define who you are. Lee, the author, makes a strong case that in places of great prejudice, it does. This I feel is true. I do not, however, believe in kismet or mystical destiny. […]
I am on my yearly week long vacation with my extended family of 21 and almost all the women in the group are reading books set in or around WWII. My daughter and I are reading Pachinko, which begins in the early 30s, my mom is reading a book about female code breakers in Britain, and on of my sister in laws is reading The Nightingale. […]
As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve spent the last year listening to the Harry Potter books. I am currently at the end of book six, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, and have just sobbed my way through the death of a beloved character.
My daughter has a romance book club–this makes me so happy–and the next book they’re discussing is Anne Calhoun’s Uncommon Passion. After reading it, she said she liked it but she was distracted by all the sex scenes. (The book was written in 2013.) Calhoun always went–wonderfully in this reader’s opinion–heavy on the sex scenes unlike many of her contemporaries (Shalvis, Milan, Kantra, Mayberry for example). Today, however, sex scenes in romance novels are often more plentiful and more detailed. Many readers expect to know exactly what happens behind closed doors (or in carriages, public buildings, convertibles, and alleyways….) […]
Peeps–my kids are driving me just a little bit nuts. Two of my adult children are temporarily living with us in our three bedroom condo–and one of them has an extremely energetic dog. And while both are, in general, lovely young men, it’s abundantly clear to me that parents in their 60s should not share living quarters with their 20 something children. I confess I’ve found myself occasionally dreaming about all those Regency heroes who were forced out of their homes by stern fathers for… reasons. […]