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.

Thus, everytime I encounter the trope in romance, it irks me. I dislike the there’s only one person for me contention. It seems depressing–what if your soulmate dies from leukemia or moves away forever?  Part of what I love about romance is the belief that everyone deserve a happy ending–somehow the idea that you are destined for just one other soul puts that at risk.

How about you? Do you believe in kismet? Do you like destiny in your love stories? And if so, what are some romances that do that well?

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