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Review: Scandal, by Carolyn Jewel

Jul 14 2010 Published by under Reviews

Scandal, published in 2009, is Carolyn Jewel’s second third fifth third full length historical. It is up for a RITA for Best Regency Romance later this month, and its nomination is well deserved, in my opinion.

Here’s the blurb:

The earl of Banallt is no stranger to scandal. But when he meets Sophie Evans, the young wife of a fellow libertine, even he is shocked by his reaction. This unconventional and intelligent woman proves to be far more than an amusing distraction– she threatens to drive him to distraction. Unlike the women who usually fall at Banallt’s feet, and into his bed, Sophie refuses to be seduced. And soon Banallt desires her more than ever– and for more than an illicit affair.

Years later, the widowed Sophie is free, and Banallt is determined to win the woman he still loves. Unfortunately, she doesn’t believe his declaration of love and chivalrous offer of marriage– her heart has already been broken by her scoundrel of a husband. And yet, Sophie is tempted to indulge in the torrid affair she’s always fantasized about. Caught between her logical mind and her long-denied desire, Sophie must thwart Banallt’s seduction– or risk being consumed by the one man she should avoid at all costs…

You can read Chapter One here.

According to my personal tastes, this book had two huge things going for it out of the gate: (1) it’s a reformed rake story, and (2) it begins in medias res, with Banallt having already seemingly destroyed his chances with Sophie, not only by mentoring her libertine husband in licentiousness, but by doing something else that the reader doesn’t discover until the second half of the book. I happen to love romances that deal centrally with trust issues raised by the hero’s past bad behavior, and internal conflict generated in a heroine whose sound judgment that this guy is very bad news conflicts with her deep attraction to him is one of my favorites.

I loved the first chapter of Scandal. Banallt is riding onto the Surrey estate of Havenwood with its owner, John Mercer, who is Sophie’s brother. Banallt spies Sophie sitting outside, and his physical reaction — not a sexual one so much as a romantic one — cues the reader in to how gone he is for this woman. The ensuing conversation among the three is mulitlayered: John has no idea that his sister and Banallt have a history; Sophie has little conception of how deeply she affects Banallt; and Banallt is not quite clear, as usual, on the guarded Sophie’s real feelings for him.

But rather than rely too long on this kind of ambiguity and misunderstanding to generate interest, Jewel, in short order, has Banallt explain the nature of his past relationship with Sophie to John, and declare his intention to propose. And in the beginning of Chapter Two, he does. When Sophie replies with “I would rather die that marry the man my husband wished he could be”, the game is officially on.

The feel of this book is dramatic and melancholy. Both Banallt and Sophie have lost loved ones, have suffered, and have hurt each other in ways unintentional and otherwise. It is very much a story of recovery for both of them. But it is also a story of growth: Sophie’s impulsive marriage at age 19 to a fortune hunting jerk was a poor choice, and she needs to see it as no more and no less, rather than letting it dictate her life and her attitude towards love for ever more. Banallt, for his part, needs to stop seeing the world only through his own eyes. Yes, he’s reformed — mainly, it appears, by falling in love with the morally upright Sophie, something that might not work for all readers — and good for him. But he needs to appreciate where Sophie is coming from, in order to understand her very legitimate fears of marriage in general, and marriage to him in particular.

Most of the present day action takes place in London, where Banallt is working closely with John and others on political matters (Napolean is at it again). Sophie gets a bit of the social life her early scandalous marriage denied her, and attracts several excellent men as suitors along the way (this was slightly puzzling to me, as she is connected to scandal, older, no longer rich, and not a beauty). Of course, Banallt is there, doing his best to compete. The sexual tension between Sophie and Banallt is wonderfully done.

I loved the conversations between Sophie and Banallt. They talked in a kind of elliptical way, always skirting and darting the painful things in their past, every word having the potential to dredge up bad memories. They changed subjects abruptly, let sentences hang half finished, and, paradoxically, used vagueness and silences to say things clearly and directly. The emotion between them was just so powerful, it was almost as if the words had trouble getting through. I can see this driving some readers crazy, but I loved it.

While I enjoyed what felt almost like a paranormal element in Jewel’s description of Banallt’s eyes (“black rimmed irises, the color bleeding slowly into a solid and unrelenting gray eerily flat of expression” — Jewel also writes paranormals) I did feel that a few phrases to describe Banallt and Sophie were overused. For example, references to Banallt’s inky black hair were a bit too rife. On the other hand, sometimes the repetition worked well, as in a running theme in which Sophie straightens Banallt’s always crooked cravat — an innocent gesture that says a lot in a book about a moral woman and a rake.

I love flashbacks, and they were used effectively to let the reader in on the past events which so strongly shadow the present for these two. When we finally discover the the specific hurt Banallt caused to Sophie, the scene Jewel waited as long as possible to bring us back to, the buildup has been worth it.

In the last third of the novel, something pretty tragic occurs, which has bad effects on Sophie. While the tragedy was earned, and affected me as a reader, I felt at this point that the obstacles to true love were not as compelling, and that Sophie was sort of throwing in lame excuses to avoid saying yes to Banallt. So the final third felt less compelling in general. This did not take away from the delight I took, however, in their HEA.

I really enjoyed Scandal, and will absolutely be reading more historicals by this author.

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13 Hilarious, Heartbreaking, and Horrifying Moments of RomCon 2010. With Quiz.

Jul 12 2010 Published by under RomCon

A selective and impressionistic report of RomCon 2010, Denver, CO

I had a great time at Romcon. This won’t be my last romance conference, for sure.

RomCon 2010 Books

I took home maybe 1/4 of the books given to me. They put books on the chairs at meals and events — it was pretty funny to watch people choose their seats that way — and you could often win them throughout the weekend.

I am sorry I don’t have more pictures. You can read others’ reports — * = with pictures — here:

Author Courtney Milan

*Felicia, of Geeky Blogger’s Book Blog

Jane Litte, Dear Author, Day 1 and Day 2

*Katiebabs of Babbling About Books,  Day 1 and Day 2 and Day 3

Kristie(j) of Rambling son Romance, Day 1

Sarah Wendell, Smart Bitches Trashy Books, Day 1 and Day 2 reports

Sister Golden Blog, Day 1 and Day 2

Sonomalass , my frequent partner in crime at the con. Word to the wise: she is NOT the right choice to help you maintain self-control at a book fair. I’m just sayin’.

There will be more reports to come from others. For one thing, I am pretty sure Stacey Agdern (@NYStacey), whom it was great to meet, is writing something for Barbara Vey’s Beyond Her Book.

The Moments:

1. Breakfast with Kim of SOS Aloha, Anna Campbell, Jo Beverley, Cathy Maxwell, and a few others, in which everyone revealed which beloved books they don’t love. On the list? Harry Potter, Outlander and Lord of Scoundrels. And, no, I will never tell who hates what.

2. Drinks in the lounge with UF authors Carolyn  “It’s not charades, really, it’s not” Crane (my awesome roomie), Jeanne Stein, and Nicole Peeler, and Tor Books editor Heather Osborn, as well as erotic romance author Monica Kaye, as we prepared a charades-type game for an event. They came up with a lot of — er — interesting ideas for any UF authors looking for new hero/ine names, although something tells me “Chunt” is not going to appeal.

3. Lunch with Kristie(j) of Ramblings on Romance and Sonomalass in which they shared how romance novels, authors and fellow readers helped them to cope with difficult times. Tears and laughter.

4. Thoroughly and irretrievably embarrassing myself at the book signing by thanking Elizabeth Hoyt for responding to Stacey Agdern’s guest post on Jewish identity in Never Deceive a Duke. As Ms. Hoyt diplomatically pointed out, she didn’t write that book.

5. Having a lovely non-romance moment, with @Growlycub, viewing pics of her prize winning Maine coons.

6. Team Cucumber meetup, with Carolyn Jewel, Sonomalass, Carolyn Crane, Katiebabs, Meljean Brook, and Amanda McCabe. Let’s just say you can have a lot of fun with plastic mini pickles, homemade cucumber pins, an RT magazine, and free flowing California wine.

7. A discussion about why violence is ok, but sex is not, in YA, over brunch with Carolyn Crane, Sonomalass, agent Louise Fury, Jeanne Stein, Nicole Peeler, Katiebabs, and Courtney Milan.

8. Stepping into an elevator with a NY times bestselling author whose work I admire who read my name tag and told me she reads this blog.

9. A late and long gab session with roomie Carolyn Crane and TGTBTU reviewer @limecello.

10. On the excellent “Meet Tor Books” panel  –  the best and most informative panel I hit over the weekend — author Carrie Vaughn saying she used to be a book buyer at an independent book store. She said publishers’ reps used to tell her over and over again that every new release was “the next big thing” and she’d better order them by the truckload or be sorry. The worst offender, she said, was the Scholastic rep. Having been burned too many times by him, one day in 1998 she finally said no. The book was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

11. Meeting uber blogger Sarah Wendell, who told me she read an article I wrote about, of all things, rural bioethics.

12. Saying, “I hate Highland romances” to a very nice woman on the hotel shuttle, only to realize 10 seconds later that her name was Monica McCarty.

13. Being served a gin and tonic at the hotel bar which was, in fact, comprised of gin, club soda, and sprite. “It tastes the same,” the bartender assured me. It doesn’t, I assure you.

Quiz:

1. Which force-of-nature Australian romance author tried to convince me to substitute an Aussie hero for a British one in the Boer War Romance I am not writing with my historian husband?

2. Which UF romance author boarded the Denver airport bus carrying a poster describing her 2nd-place-winning “perfect hero”, and mused aloud that had she only given him a second penis, he might have come in first?

3. Which historical romance author noted with wry amusement that in the same year she won the Best Long Historical Romance RITA for the same book that the AAR reader’s poll named “Worst Read” and “Most Disappointing” read?

4. Which UF romance author was a horror-movie-loving child who shocked her minister on her first day of Sunday school by answering his query as to what was on the church wall (a crucifix) with: “oh, that’s the thing you use to keep the vampires out!”?

5. Which historical romance author said, “I will write for yarn. Throw some Alpaca my way and I am all over you.”?

6. Which paranormal romance author said, “Believe it or not, I am a feminist.”?

7. Which UF romance author said, “I just don’t find zombies romantic. Maybe it’s the whole ‘falling off’ thing.”?

8. Which historical romance author said romance is not about merely happy endings, but “triumphant ones … emphasis on the ‘umph‘”?

9. Which UF author said she chose to write a half-selkie heroine because “Seals are pretty boring. They just lie around all day.”?

10. Which UF author loves Harlequin Presents, and, in fact, admitted they are what she turns to when in a romance reading slump?

11. Which multi-genre author is amazed and grateful that no reviewers have given away a key spoiler at the end of her latest book?

Authors (one is quoted more than once):

  • Julia Quinn
  • Jo Beverley
  • Meljean Brook
  • Janiene Frost
  • Pamela Clare
  • Elizabeth Boyle
  • Anna Campbell
  • Nicole Peeler
  • Christine Feehan
  • Jessa Slade

3. By far, the best part of the conference was just meeting and talking to other readers, especially those named in this post whom I have been interacting with online for months now — and I include some authors in that group, because I talked to them mostly as fellow readers in informal settings. I could have skipped every panel and enjoyed this weekend.

I did, of course, attend several panels and events, such as Anti-Heroes You Hate to Love, Author Fairy Godmothers to the Rescue, Readers Crown Awards, Bestill My Heart: Does your Favorite Hero’s Heart Beat?, Monsters & More Semi-Charades, Historical Authors Tea, the Blogger Oh Blogger panel, The Blogger/Reviewer Mixer, keynotes by Lori Foster and Carly Phillips, etc.. I certainly have my opinions on them, but didn’t feel like writing that kind of post for some reason. I am happy to answer any questions anyone has about those.

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Review: Passion, by Lisa Valdez

Jul 06 2010 Published by under Reviews

*This review is for adult readers only*

Passion (published in 2006) is a touching love story between a penis and a vagina, with a secondary romance between Mark Hawkmore, the Earl of Langley, architect and hater of class distinctions, and Passion Elizabeth Dare, quiet country widow with a big … well, I’ll let Larry David explain it. Penis and Vagina are being led around the Crystal Palace in 1851 by Mark and Passion, when they meet behind a facade of a medieval castle in the Gothic furniture room. Penis, at 10.5 inches in length, has had woman trouble all his life. Oh, sure, he still holds the record for being the largest of his genital kind at Oxford, where he also graduated with distinction in Production of Ejaculate, but since then, he has had a devil of a time, er, fitting in.  As he puts it, “though [women] all claimed to worship his penis, none had opened their bodies to it.” When Penis first spies Vagina, he weeps, knowing he has at last found The One.

As luck would have it, Vagina’s problem is the exact inverse of Penis’s: she has always felt empty and quite literally unfulfilled, her name the cruelest irony of her life. Hungry, ravenous, and sick unto death of men saying sex with her is like throwing a hot dog down a hallway, (ok, I’m kidding about that last one), Vagina began her quest for nonemptiness with her sister’s fingers, eventually graduating to cucumbers, but nothing worked. She wept when she saw Penis for the first time, knowing that finally, she had found her purpose in life.

By the time we get lines like “I don’t want to feel anything but cunt” and “If I could offer my whole body as a sheath for your cock I would do it”,  we know that Mark and Passion serve mainly as genital transport systems. While Mark and Passion do very little in this book, Penis and Vagina are supremely gymnastical throughout. Penis swells, stirs, lifts, strains, pulses, jerks, thrusts, thumps, throbs, pumps, pummels, erupts, and, when complimented, nods in agreement. Like any superhero worth his semen, Penis has a couple of sidekicks, known colloquially in the text as “Cods”, who don’t do much but hang around. Vagina is, typical for a female, slightly more complex a character than Penis, as her sidekick, Clitoris is always popping out to do things like “throb in acknowledgment, as if to say, yes, isn’t it magnificent!” (poor Clitoris never went to punctuation school. Too busy pulsing, swelling and burning to concentrate, I guess). Lines like, “I think my cock is in love with you” and “Christ! His prick was so big; it looked frightening even to him.” confirm that Mark, at least, is well aware of his secondary status in this story.

It’s a very explicit, erotic book, which is fine, but the weight placed on the sex act is all out of proportion to the relationship, especially in the early stages. I know other readers found the development of Mark and Passion’s relationship compelling, but I found too much of the work being done via shortcuts, as in, “Though a stranger, he was somehow a part of her”, and “Was she as false as most women? No she didn’t seem anything like most women.” Other telltale signs of unpersuasive writing, such as overuse of the word “amazing”, abound (“amazingly handsome”, “amazing breasts”, etc). There is a cardboard baddie in the form of Mark’s mother, who says things like “You’re my son’s latest fuck” and tries to force him to marry some random woman for her own gain. If you ever saw an episode of Dynasty or Falcon Crest, you have a sense of how deft the plotting and subtle the characterization is.  At any rate, I kept picturing Mark’s mother with a deep tan and shoulder pads and Passion with feathered hair.

The most interesting aspect of this book, to me, is how phallocentric it is. Mark’s goal in life is to “get my whole prick, once and for all, into a woman” (everything about this guy screams “adolescent”) and when he finally does, the imagery is militaristic, violent, and very unpleasant. His “invading prick … sent three body-jolting attacks against her womb”, and “He battered the door to her womb with unrelenting ferocity”. This sort of thing goes on and on until Mark rearranges Passion’s internal organs. Rather than screaming in pain, she loves it. While the author claimed to have done “research“, and while I am aware that the uterus and cervix can ascend, lengthening the vaginal canal during arousal, I seriously doubt penile penetration of the uterus is possible or pleasurable (and yes, I know Masters and Johnson reported something about a “vaginal tent”, but that was a long time ago. You know how they “measured” it? External palpation, which sex researchers today think was not a very reliable method to find out how big an internal organ is. In fact, they were probably feeling the full bladders of their research subjects. Today, researchers use noninvasive imaging techniques and find no such tenting, or at least not much that enlarges the vagina beyond the usual size.). But the more interesting question to me is why this violent, painful, protracted, dislocating episode is a fantasy to the writer or to readers. Some things I will never understand.

The sequel, Patience, about Mark’s brother and Passion’s sister, was published earlier this year. I believe it does for the esophagus what Passion did for the uterus, but as I have no plans to read it, I will never know for sure.

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