Meet Senior Reviewer Abi Bishop
I live in Trinidad in the West Indies where there are no large bookstore chains like Barnes & Noble or Borders which carry large romance selections. I grew up reading Mills & Boon romances because those were the books my friends and I could get in the cupboards and shelves of older family members. They in turn would have gotten them from grocery checkout counters and those twirling racks that you find in most bookshops.
Now, I have found a secondhand bookshop that pretends it focuses on mystery but has a smaller but thriving romance section where romance book-loving Trinidadian women like myself can get our fixes. Also, I couldnt be happier about ebooks (even if it means I have to sit in front of my computer to read them) because its another avenue where I can stay relatively au courant with new releases.
My favourite ever category romance from my childhood was a book that never had a front cover and whose name I have long since forgotten. It was about three friends who live together, purely platonically. The man, I think, gets a girlfriend and the heroine woman gets jealous and realizes her feelings for him. Everything else is hazy but I remember them going on a camping trip and making sweet lurve (to which we giggled along during lunch times) by joining up their sleeping bags (wowee!!!) When they returned home, things are strained and the man thinks she doesnt really love him and she thinks he doesnt really love her and Im not sure but maybe she gets pregnant?
The more I think about it, she does get pregnant, I remember a scene in the bathroom where she is crying and this makes for a very touching final scene out on their house patio.
If this story strikes a bell with anyone, please let me know! I will be indebted to you for life. I say for life, because Im not actually going to repay you in any tangible form other than thanks for making my day/week/month/year.
And this hazy recollection of a story forms part of my bio, because by and large, this is how I remember romance novels even my favourite ones by bits and pieces of scenes that may have struck chords with me. I rarely remember titles and worse yet character names. So this makes filling out my reviewer profile a hard job!
Rules of Engagement by Christina Dodd
This Heart of Mine by Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas
Touch of Enchantment by Teresa Medeiros
Mr. Impossible by Loretta Chase
The Viscount Who Loved Me by Julia Quinn
Untie My Heart
Black Silk (Whose hero was so very bad! Not faux-bad, or criminal-bad, but just morally depraved and not just in a sexual way bad. I loved him so much and the heroine was so weird.) all by Judith Ivory
Flowers from the Storm by Laura Kinsale (Ditto my comments about Black Silk!)
Simply Irresistible by Rachel Gibson (Cryin all night!)
Yours Until Dawn by Teresa Medeiros (Its not my favourite romance in the round but it has one of my favourite scenes when theyre playing blind mans bluff or something like that and he smells her on the breeze – she smells nice – and finds her.)
That story with the girl (shes young but I got over it) who is a witch and she marries a guy who doesnt believe in witches and when they make love, rose petals rain down from the sky.
I dont have one favourite romance! These are different styles for different moods.
Persuasion by Jane Austen
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