Archive for August, 2009

Smells Like Romance Spirit: On the super noses of our heroines and heroes

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When I started reading romance, I used to be very jarred by the keen senses of smell our heroes and heroines possess. Apparently, every lover has a bouquet, and our h/hs are always — always – connoisseurs. Like a Master of Wine, they can pick out different aromas and notes, hints of this or that. Over time, I have come to bracket my disbelief, understanding the important role of a unique set of smells to the development of the sexual relationship, and indeed to the full sensory experience romance novels provide.  I now realize why our h/h absolutely never experience a sinus infection or bad allergies — they would not be able to recognize their lover. (Lusty Reader posted recently about a romance novel perfume stick for sale).

Some smells are overused (sandalwood, I’m smelling at you), and some are just lazy (“man”, “woman”. I’m waiting for the truly liberated romance h/h who thinks, “Hmmm. Smells like person!” Or even more inclusively, “Smells like living organic matter!”).

But here’s where I draw the line: the trend of h/h’s being able to smell psychic states. I don’t care how in love or turned on you are. You can not smell states of mind.

Some examples:* (*as per usual, these comments are not meant to imply anything about how much I enjoyed the books. In fact, I really enjoyed almost every book on this list.)

“He smelled, not altogether unpleasantly, of dried sweat, woodsmoke, horse, and fatigue.”

The Sharing Knife, Volume 1 Beguilement, Lois McMaster Bujod

“She walked toward him, and then he could smell her — smell the quiet intensity that always hung in the air around her.”

Hot Under Pressure, Kathleen O’Reilly

“You smell like … heat, Emma”

A Rake’s Guide to Pleasure, Victoria Dahl

“She smelled earthy, like a late summer rain in the forest. Oh, and she smelled really really pissed.”

Desire Unchained: A Demonica Novel, Larissa Ione

“How sweet her sister smelled, like violets and sunshine and wide-eyed naivete.”

Bound By Your Touch, Meredith Duran

“My God, what has he turned you into? I can smell the lust on you.”

Worth Any Price, Lisa Kleypas

“The air was marbled by smoke, and full of the smells of tension, excitement, and fear.”

Tempting Fortune, Jo Beverly

See how authors generally try to stick the non-smellable item in at the end? As if we won’t notice?

Nice try, but I am on to you.

In fairness, some of these are likely shorthand for a group of smellable things. For example, “lust” might =  “sweat + sex secretions + beer + latex.”

And some might be metaphors — “the smell of fear” is certainly used across fiction and is not to be taken literally.

But how does fatigue or anger or naivete smell? At this point we’ve gone beyond a highly developed fifth sense and into a supernatural sixth one (I confess Meljean Brook’s Guardians series throws me for a loop every time “psychic scent” is used — and it’s used often –  but I cut them some paranormal slack.)

Before concluding, I have to make note of one author who wins the Rebel Without a Smell award:

In On Wings Rising, Ann Somerville’s hero has this to think about his lover: “The Angel still stank of the metallic odour of blood, but under that, didn’t have any particular smell.”

I am not sure how this one got by the smell police, but for the sake of variety, I am glad it did.

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Do You Blog For Yourself or Your Readers?

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Lately I’ve been hesitating about posting on certain topics that are already under discussion on other blogs.

I’ve been wondering whether adding my two cents on issues that are already being discussed in several other places is worth it.  Or is my desire to have my say and record my opinion enough?

For example, the topic of race and the cover image of Justine Larbalestier’s Liar has generated controversy across the blogosphere.

Second, the topic of abortion and romance came up over at Dear Author. This inspired Laura Vivanco to post more generally on politics in romance at Teach Me Tonight, but many of the comments touched on the abortion question as well. In that post, Laura linked to a discussion at AAR taking place at the same time about emergency contraception.  Some others decided to post their own thoughts on abortion and romance on their own blogs as well.

A third example is the ad for a book about incest at the Smart Bitches website, first discussed by Karen Scott, and then picked up by others.

I feel like I wear two hats when I blog. One hat is very academic: only say something if no one else has (or if no one has said it your way), i.e. “I’m contributing in some small way to knowledge!”

The other hat is a personal blogger hat where a blog is my mouthpiece, i.e. “I want you to know what I personally think! Even if it’s what everyone else thinks! Even if that other gal said it much earlier and much better!”

As to the latter, another question I ask myself is whether I need to have my say here, or someplace else. I kept mum on the Liar controversy, although I think blogger reaction contributed to a positive outcome (a new cover), so I wonder if I shouldn’t have added my voice to the chorus as a matter of civic duty. I contributed to the good discussion over at Karen’s and feel done with that. But I’ve been holding back a veritable novel of a post on abortion. After a 90 comment thread at DA and discussion several other places, who cares what I think?

I feel this tension with reviewing, too. I want this blog to record what I’ve read (thinking of my own wants), but I’m hesitant to write reviews of books that have just been reviewed from here to Sunday everywhere else (thinking about readers’ desires). Hence, my post on Attitudes Towards Women in Loretta Chase’s Don’t Tempt Me. I felt I had something new to say about that book. But what if I hadn’t? What if I had the same things to say about it that virtually everyone has reached consensus on in Romanceland (not her best, not her worst, characterization of heroine problematic, stereotyping of sisters)?

Someone will comment “It’s your blog, you can say whatever I want.”

But,  “It’s your blog, you can say whatever you want”, while true, doesn’t really help, if I want two things that are sometimes inconsistent: both to keep a personal record at RRR of my thoughts about certain books and controversies in Romanceland, and to maintain and grow an audience.

So, tell me, do you ever not post things you might enjoy or get something out of writing because you think no one else will enjoy or get anything out of reading them?

And how do you decide where to have your say — in the comments of another blog, or your own blog, or not at all?

Winner of the Blogversary contest — Christine

I had 34 entrants to the contest and the Winner was the 13th entrant — Christine from The Happily Ever After! Christine, send me an email at jessica@racyromancereviews.com with your address and the two books you’ve chosen from my review list.

This is most excellent, as Christine was the very first person to leave a comment on this blog!

If you haven’t checked out her blog you must do so. Christine manages to combine personal posts with insightful book reviews like few can. When I was writing a review for Larissa Ione’s first Demonica book, after I read Christine’s review, I thought, “what’s the point? Nobody can add anything now!” I knew she was an awesome blogger when I found myself reading and enjoying her posts about her home renovations, not normally my favorite topic. She has also just read and blogged about her first audiobook experience, to which my reply is, “what took you so long?” — but be sure to check it out for a first timer’s  account of listening to romance.

Thanks to everyone for your comments on my blogversary post.

Ways to minimize stress for parents on the tenure track

Doing some desktop housekeeping, I found this list I wrote for a faculty seminar a few years ago. I was asked to provide insight on how to minimize stress on the tenure track with children. Thought I’d share it. (I did not follow the last one until after I got tenure. Bad me.)

1. Work when you are working and do not work when you are not working. (Zen version: be here now.)

2. Be efficient. Make every project do double and triple duty. One written article (research) can provide the basis for a class meeting (teaching) as well as a lecture on campus (service).

3. On teaching: if it ain’t broke don’t fix it. Resist the urge to make-over courses that are performing adequately. Create the minimum amount of new courses your department will be satisfied with.

4. On teaching enhancement: experiment with/adopt one substantial innovative technique, preferably funded by a small grant.

5. On service: Default answer to service requests should be “That sounds like an interesting committee/project/idea. Let me give it some thought.” Don’t allow your ego (they want me!!) push a hasty “sure” past your lips. Choose few but substantial/high profile commitments with minimal time-commitments at the various levels (dept., college, univ, community). For fortitude, repeat this mantra: No one is denied turned tenure for lack of service.

6. Be very clear about what your peer committee expects. Peer committee letters are not sufficient for this. Read your tenure document, and sit down with individual members one at a time for coffee/lunch and asking “What exactly should I do to strengthen my tenure case in the next [12/24/36] months?”

7. Listen to your inner voice on child care/babysitting issues. If it doesn’t seem like it’s working out, it probably isn’t. (If you don’t believe me, I have a harrowing story about a heroin addict and my infant son to share with you.)

8. Doing your best work is doing your best work in the time you have. Say it over and over until it sinks in.

9. On your imperfect but finished article: Send it out. Now.

10. Academics tend to be self-important, which creates stress. Constantly remind yourself how comparatively unimportant your obsession with career success is compared to, say, world peace. Props can help: put a globe on your desk and try to find yourself on it.

11. To relieve anxiety about not getting tenure, envision the aftermath in your mind, of failure. Will you vanish in a puff of smoke? Unless you’re a chemist, probably not.  Practically outlining your post tenure rejection options and recognizing that life will go on either way can diminish the giant black cloud of terror.

12. Don’t be afraid to ask your department for what you need (earlier department meetings, a later return to work than you had planned, skipping the trip to the national meeting to search for a new colleague). No big windups or explanations. Just be frank and honest. The worst they can say is no.

13. Find a way to recharge the batteries. If you are parenting or working, no matter how much you love it, you are putting out. Taking some time out for yourself pays itself back in much more productive and/or engaged parenting and working.

Help!! Emergency Romance Syllabus Dilemma!!

I decided to assign a romance novel this fall in my ethics and literature course. My choice was Gaffney’s To Have and to Hold, which is out of print.I just got a call from the bookstore telling me they can’t find enough used copies.

I have two options:

1. I can make students go online and buy them (Amazon.com has several used copies through their independent booksellers). Thanks to the course being cross listed with English, I have 25 students enrolled.

Problem: I like having the book available at the bookstore for students. I worry they won’t buy it if they have to fend for themselves. On the other hand, they’re seniors and master’s level students, so they should know what to do, right?

2. I can find another book. (weeping)

Problem: I need a really well written book, on a par with a Gaffney or Kinsale, and I want it to contain elements that a feminist reading will find potentially ethically problematic, such as forced seduction or rape. Any ideas???

What do you think? Any suggestions?

Thank you!!

Blogversary Contest (with Stat Reveal for the curious or bored)

Well, folks, it’s been a year of blogging!

To celebrate I’m sharing my stats and having a contest.

211 posts

282 subscribers

810 views on my top day, in April 2009. (this was a combination of linkage to my Top 10 Signs You Are Reading Too Much Historical Romance list from author Lauren Willig, combined with a controversial post which ended up on some site like Digg, and which also drew the ire of a breathtakingly narcissistic nonromance author)

2939 comments. My first commenters were Christine of The Happily Ever After…, Ana of The Book Smugglers, Laura Vivanco of Teach Me Tonight, and Taja of Books and Games. Thank you for your encouragement and warm welcome to the blogosphere! And I have to mention Kristie(j) who was also a very early visitor and, like Ana at The Book Smugglers, graciously pointed her readers at Ramblings on Romance in my direction. Janine from Dear Author was also an early visitor and I thank her for putting RRR on the blogroll they used to have at DA.

45,647 visitors

73,589 total views

I have two regrets: (1) posting the Top 9 Romantic Love Scenes in Romance, which, at 3000+ views, is my most viewed post of all time. It’s like my own personal Ice Ice Baby. It’s awful and it never goes away. I would never have the hubris to write a post with that title today! And (2) the name of this blog. Oh, sure, “racy” doesn’t have to mean “sexy” (it really doesn’t!), but I do think it gives the impression that I write sexy things about sexy books. If only all those people who found my blog by Google searching for orgasm on command knew that I was a longwinded, overserious feminist philosophy professor who has the power to desexify anything, yes, even your sacred Gerard Butler (LOOK! that’s me in the pink behind him). (kidding)

I have some favorite posts. My favorite review is still my snarky negative review of Beyond the Highland Mist. Funny, that’s the only negative review I ever wrote in which someone insulted me in the comments (comment #10). I also like my fake negative review of Naked in Death, although it’s the only post in which I was driven to comment that I wanted to stick my head in a gas oven (comment #27). Thankfully for all of us, comments are closed on that one.

It seems like I used to be a lot braver, or funnier, or something. I may yet be that blogger again one day. I have a draft post about a product I invented called “Hard Off: The New Stocking Unstuffer for the Alpha Hero in Your Life”, and one called  “Sperminator: Attack of the Peens”, about an uprising of penises that results when certain authors go just a bit too far in giving them autonomous locomotion, their own emotions, and, in some cases, their own zip codes. Stay tuned for “Penis Week”, later this year, here at RRR.

Anyway, although my husband accused me of writing this post to court comments like,  “I really like your blog!” and “Happy Anniversary” (to which I replied, “Duh.”), I really do love blogging and I wanted to say thanks for all of the visits and comments and smart and funny and challenging and kind things my visitors have shared here over the past year.

Special thanks also go to Tumperkin of Isn’t It Romance?, for being my occasional co-blogger here at RRR, and for being an exemplar of staying sane while blogging well.

To concretize my gratitude, I am having a contest. Make a comment on this post by Friday at midnight EST and I will gift the winner with any two of the titles I have reviewed since I started the blog (click the tab above that says “Reviews A-Z”. You can also choose Meredith Duran’s excellent Bound By Your Touch, because I happen to have an extra paper copy of it (Tumperkin and I are reviewing it later this month).

Why I’m A Twitter Quitter

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I deleted my @RRRJessica twitter account recently.

The reason is simple and the fault is all mine: I can’t handle the Twitter. I didn’t tweet all that much, but I would check in quite often to see what others were tweeting. Sure, I could use Leechblock or set rules to keep my tweet lurking down, but I don’t need yet one more thing in my life that I have to exercise self-control over. And I found that Twitter encouraged me to split my attention in an unhealthy manner. I knew I was in trouble the other day when I seriously contemplated buying a Banana Bunker at the MoMA museum store just so I could showcase it on Twitpic (I still kind of regret not buying it, actually). I just want to be where I am when I am there.

So that was the reason, but now I get to the rationalizations, i.e. the ex post facto arguments I use to make myself feel better about de-tweeting. If you don’t want to see Twitter criticized, stop reading now!:

1. I’ve heard all about how you are supposed to use your blog as the mother ship and Twitter and other social media as smaller vessels. While I could sometimes see positive stat effects of the heavyweight retweet, the fact is that this is a niche blog which will never appeal to a very large audience. What makes this blog strong is good posts, and the more time I spent tweeting, the less energy I had for blog posts. Writing blog posts is draining, but at least you have achieved something when you finish. With Twitter, the energy just kind of gets sucked into the Twitterverse with no return on investment.  As Blogher Super Jive memorably put it, “If a good, well-thought out blog post is a night making sweet, sweet love to Al Green, then Twittering was thirty seconds in the art supply closet huffing glue. Quick, dirty, and when you tumble out of there you can’t remember jack and you have a sharp headache.”

I’m not witty or pithy, so my unremarkable Twitter stream is not the legacy I want my online presence to leave, yet, unlike Facebook, it’s open, forever, to anyone. It’s like having a permanent public record of every off the cuff remark you’ve ever made. If that doesn’t make you shudder, you are a much better person than I am. The anonymity problem hit me when someone I admire in my academic field started following me. I emailed him to suggest he try following my professional Twitter account instead (which boasts exactly one tweet a month, but at least I don’t talk about Banana Bunkers on it). He demurred. Blocking him would be an insult, but I found myself thinking with two hats while tweeting. I also found myself tempted to tweet things about work or people in my life that are unwise to share. Some of you may remember my wrath on the day promotional material went out about a “public health” event with a crucial letter in the first word — l — missing. In real life, I would never gripe about a coworker to anyone but my husband — it’s just not how I handle things — but I did that day. Twitter poses a certain temptation that I would just as soon do without.

2. I also felt that Twitter was impacting my attempt to be as noncommercial as possible on this blog. I’ve blogged about why I don’t accept free copies of books for review, or participate in author promos. At first, on Twitter, I didn’t follow any authors for the same reason. But when May rolled around and the @replies rules changed, I had to follow authors and editors in order to make any sense of what the bloggers I followed were saying. I found it affected what I wanted to write on the blog.

3. It took a lot of concentration and effort to try to engage in any type of real conversation within Twitter’s constraints. They say Twitter is a like a cocktail party. How likely is it that you will have a meaningful conversation over the noise and interruptions of a cocktail party? I tried a few of the #followreader chats but they were a nightmare. Even one-on-one chats were exercises in futility. I would often ask a follow up question only to find out my interlocutor answered it already in a tweet I hadn’t seen yet. If my interlocutor had more to say than one tweet could accommodate, I would sit and wait for the second, the third, the fourth tweet … not exactly an expedient way to chat.

4. Twitter bots. I wanted my follow count to reflect real people. I felt like I was spending too much time blocking spammers. Twitter has really got to do a better job with this.

5. Being overwhelmed. The romance genre is terrifyingly large. How many hundreds of books are published each month? Instead of feeling grateful for news of new releases or great reads, I started feeling a bit anxious, like I was always behind the eight ball. I want my romance reading hobby to continue to be an oasis from stress, a way to relax and rejuvenate. I have managed this on my blog, somehow. I know other people manage it on Twitter, but I just couldn’t shut out the noise.

They say you should set goals for your tweeting, so you don’t get overwhelmed. I finally figured out that I personally don’t have any goals that Twitter can help me meet. Quite the reverse, actually.

I’m already regretting that I can’t tweet with @RedRobinReader and @ScarletCorset about tonight’s True Blood episode, and there are some folks I love to tweet with that I won’t get a chance to interact with now (they don’t comment on blogs, but are available on Twitter), but for now, at least, it’s the right choice for me.

What do you say? Do you tweet? Why or why not? What do you get out of it? Have you found ways to make your Twitter experience better?

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Review and Author Interview: Double Play, by Jill Shalvis

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In a testament either to the power of Twitter or my complete lack of impulse control, I purchased Jill Shalvis’s Double Play for my Kindle on Elyssa Papa’s recommendation.  After a bit of a slump in my romance reading, I am pleased to report that I could hardly put down this fun, sweet, sexy romance that taught me more than a few things about baseball, and even offered some interesting explorations into the difference between privacy and secrecy, divided loyalty, conflicts of interest, and the role of performance enhancing drugs in professional sport. This was my first book by Ms. Shalvis, but it won’t be my last. Here’s my review, followed by a short interview with the author.

Pace is the gorgeous star pitcher on a California expansion team. He feels responsible for the franchise’s success, but that’s okay, since baseball is what he eats, sleeps, and breathes. When we meet him he’s got a possible shoulder injury on his mind, and the last thing he wants to do is answer questions from a nosy reporter he meets in the parking lot after practice one day. She would be Holly, our heroine, whose good looks are carefully tucked away beneath a no nonsense reporter exterior. Like Pace, Holly is devoted to her work, and not exactly looking for love.  Pace and Holly face both internal and external conflicts. They both have some lingering issues from less than perfect childhoods, Pace has an awful lot on his mind, and Holly in particular was burned by a past relationship with someone who asked her to choose between love and career.  The conflicts themselves are not original, but the way they unfold and are handled felt very fresh.

This book was very funny. Here’s one exchange, when Pace’s uniform zipper breaks, and Holly offers to fix it:

“I can fix it.” Holly pulled her purse off her shoulder and began digging through its mysterious depths with one hand while gesturing to Pace for the pants with her other.

“Seriously,” he said. “I can just …” But he trailed off as she came up with a small sewing kit. “You sew?”

“Uh-huh. And I can also own property and vote. Want your pants fixed or not?”

A running gag involving the effect of Holly and Pace’s kisses – but no more! — on the team’s game performance made for a lot of steamy and humorous moments in the locker room shower stall.  If you like romances in which the hero and heroine get to know each other before climbing into bed, you’ll appreciate the slow build of Double Play.

But Double Play actually gets into some very interesting serious issues as well, managing to merge character in plot in a really satisfying way.  Holly’s life is journalism, and although she knows very well she’s compromised by her crush on the team’s star pitcher, she still wants to dig the dirt on the team. As she and Pace get closer, and as she finds herself becoming friends with other players and team management, Holly has to decide where the line is between being loyal to those you care about and failing to be true to yourself. She also has to learn the difference between healthy privacy and unhealthy secrecy. For his part, Pace has to stop putting all his life’s eggs in one basket, and learn that life is not a zero sum game – falling in love with Holly doesn’t mean he’ll be less of a player or teammate, but a better, stronger one.

A subplot involving possible doping gives Pace and Holly a believable vehicle for working through a lot of these issues, and, was actually pretty gripping. It’s a very complicated issue, which Shalvis communicates without being preachy.  It’s easy to single out the players who get caught, but are they really the only ones to blame when fans demand bigger hits, faster pitches, and other superhuman athletic feats that a generation ago would have been viewed as impossible? And what about the complicity of coaches, managers, suppliers? What’s the moral difference between enhanced technology in equipment, and surgery, and stimulants? What is a talented player to do when his competitors all use and he’ll be at an unfair disadvantage if he doesn’t? In Double Play, different points of view are aired by different characters, and the gray areas are explored without detracting from the focus on the romance.

Not everything worked perfectly — Pace’s off the record charity work with some local youths was a bit too perfect to be true. Also, I did wonder why a reporter who works for an online media outlet that her own editor refers to as a “blog” would get such privileged access to the team. Finally, there were a couple of moments near the end when I felt little misunderstandings were being used to artificially keep Pace and Holly apart.

But overall, I found this book not only enjoyable, but so interesting, that in my post-read glow, I impulsively fired off an email to Jill Shalvis, who graciously agreed to answer a few questions. Only the last one (#6) can be considered a bit of a spoiler. Enjoy!

Here it is, my first author interview:
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1. I often find that chapter epigraphs are either (a) relevant to the chapter, or (b) interesting to read on their own, but rarely (c) both. Yours are the happy exception. I loved the quotations about baseball that began each chapter. Did you have fun finding them?

JShalvis: I did have fun finding the quotes.  I didn’t worry so much about the chapter content versus each quote though.  As long as the quote involved baseball and made me smile or think, that was good enough for me.

2. The issue of doping in major league baseball is obviously a huge one, with famous players like A Rod getting called out in recent months. I thought you handled this subplot in a very nuanced way. Did you wrestle with the issue the way some of the characters in Double Play do?

JShalvis: I just wanted to show both sides of the story fairly, and not pass judgment. That was the goal for me.  And to see if I couldn’t get people thinking, and understanding both sides.

3. One thing I loved about Double Play was that BOTH Holly and Pace’s careers were important for them in ways that created joy in their personal lives but conflict in their relationship. It would have been very easy to focus on just Pace’s career since his is so high profile. How did the idea arise to create conflict out of a reporter-subject relationship? Was it a conscious decision to keep Holly focused on her career rather than having her chuck it all and become an MLB groupie?

JShalvis: I wanted to write about two “workaholic” types.  Two people whose jobs were very important to them and defined them as people.  And once I did that, there was no way I could then have Holly be willing to chuck her career, not even for the love of her life.  They had to work it out.

4. I also found it surprising that Holly worked for an online publication rather than print. As a blogger, I liked the assumption you created in the world of Double Play that an online publication is just as important a press outlet as print.

JShalvis: It’s a new world, and that new world gets their information in new ways. The net is one of them, and I just decided pay homage to that.

5. Keeping sexual tension going in contemporary romances, especially with characters who are sexually experienced adults, can be a challenge. I loved the way you used baseball superstition  to create amazing sexual tension. How did it come about that you kept Holly and Pace on first base for so long?

JShalvis: I’ve written books where the hero and heroine fall into bed immediately, and books where the relationship demands time first.  All of my books are high on the sexy scale, just sometimes those scenes arrive sooner than later. There’s no real design to it, other than what each individual story dictates.  In this case, they took awhile but I think, hope, it was worth the wait.

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6. I so enjoyed Double Play, but I cannot resist asking you one picky question. At the fancy poker charity event, Pace shows his support to Holly in a very clear and touching way. However, after the event, Pace finds Holly outside. For reasons I cannot figure out, she believes they are kaput. How can she think this? Can you enlighten me as to her mindset at this moment?

JShalvis: Holly isn’t all that experienced in matters of the heart.  Or, for that matter, trust.  She allows fear and her past to dictate some of her decisions.  Irrational as it is.  Luckily, Pace does get her past all that in the end, and we get our happily ever after, but it was never an easy path for Holly to take.

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Thank you!


Now I need your advice. Which Shalvis should I read next?


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