Reflections on the McDaniel Popular Romance Conference: My Paper (part 2)

Nov 15 2011 Published by under Genre musings

In this post, I’m going to talk about my own paper. I presented on authorship with a colleague. We have project going that traces a Romantic conception of authorship in women’s writing about authorship from the Minerva Press era (late 18th-early 19th century) through today’s popular romances. Actually, it traces resistance to that authorial mode. I am sorry to say that although we offered to take only one slot, and were very game to do it this way, we underestimated the impact of the time constraints (10 minutes each) and weren’t able to even mention connections and disconnections between the two eras our work. In the future, I would either ask for double time or not present. Lesson learned.

There were three papers presented in my session. The first was by McDaniel alumna and romance/women’s fiction writer Lisa Dale. Since I was going to speak after Lisa, I did not take notes, but I can tell you she shared a wonderful meditation on responsibility and authorship. I became intrigued by her books, and have since read her most recent, Slow Dancing on Price’s Pier. I really liked it, and hope to review it later this week or next. The third paper was by Angela Toscano, and, as usual, she offered a highly original and thought provoking take on an aspect of popular romance, this time the cliche.  A line (or idea) from that paper, “‘I love you’ is our amen” became  the most widely retweeted of my conference tweets.

My colleague Elizabeth went first, talking about Minerva Press writers and models of authorship in two of Minerva Press novels.

Here’s my paper, presented in outline form:

I. Romantic conception of authorship. In general, it is important to note that there are many tensions and outright contradictions within the Romantic conception of authorship. It was never hegemonic, it never captured the complexity of what Romantic era authors were doing, and it often lied outright about it. The story we tell ourselves today about the Romantic conception of authorship makes a lot more sense (is more coherent and rational) than it was at the time, or ever has been. So, recognizing this is a story we tell ourselves, here are some salient themes in the Romantic era conception of authorship, themes (or clusters of ideas) which still influence us today:

a. Purity: The Romantic era author gained cultural capital by disavowing capitalism (during a period in which the patron model gave way to a capitalist model of literary artistic production). He didn’t write for money and didn’t “work.” The “valueless value” of the literary work could only be produced by an “Author” who had no financial stake or interest. Terry Eagleton has said that this disavowing of commerce was a  “spiritual compensation” for the humiliation a writer might feel at writing for money.

b. Independence: Just as the “self” in general (in philosophy, politics, economic, religion) was newly developed and empowered in the 18th century, the “authorial self” was increasingly aligned with self-creation and autonomy — independence from commerce, from other authors, from his readers, from his own life, and personal interests.

c. Originality/Genius: The author doesn’t mirror the world as in classical mimesis, but “half-creates” it (as Wordsworth’s formulation). The idea here is the author as “ahead of his time” who can’t possibly be writing for an audience, as he must “create the taste by which he is enjoyed”.  This genius is fundamentally mysterious, supernatural. There is no “reason” why genius is able to create art, no clear cause and effect.

d. Self-transcendence: One of many paradoxes within Romantic era conception of authorship is the emphasis at the same time on the author, and on the effacement of the author. So, the essence of genius is to self-transcend. One way this gets ashed out is in the admonition to never put personal life into work. Consider Joyce’s famous formulation in Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, the author “like the God of creation remains within or behind or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.”

II. Romantic era conception of authorship continues to exert significant pull. In this section, which I’ll skip, I talk about Derek Attridge, The Singularity of Literature (2004) and some contemporary authors.

III. What conception of contemporary authorship emerges from romance novels? I focused on one subgenre, contemporary romance, and one decade (the aughts), and on books in which the heroine is a writer, especially of romance novels.

Books (primary set)
Brazen and Burning, Julie Elizabeth Leto (2003) [Harlequin Temptation]
Improper English, Katie MacAlister (2003) [Dorchester’s Love Spell]
My Hero, Marianna Jameson (2005) [Signet Eclipse]
I’m In No Mood for Love, Rachel Gibson (2006) [Avon]
Talk Me Down, Victoria Dahl (2009) [HQN]

Others (not romance writers):
*The other books in Gibson’s “author friends” quartet: Sex Lies and Online Dating (mystery, Lucy and Quinn 2006), Tangled Up In You (Maddie –true crime, and Mick, 2007); Not Another Bad Date (Adele, SFF, and Zach, 2008);
*See Jane Score, Rachel Gibson (2003) (heroine writes “Life of Honey Pie”, a pornographic serial for a men’s magazine)
*Welcome to Temptation, Jennifer Crusie (2000) (heroine is filming a porn movie)
*This Heart of Mine, Susan Elizabeth Phillips (heroine writes children’s books) (2002)

Themes that emerge (match to Romantic author themes above):

a. Capitalism: That they are producing a product to be sold is always salient. Money always a concern for these self-supporting single women. They all, to some extent, write for money. Even where the heroine is wealthy, as in Julie Leto’s Brazen and Burning, or Rachel Gibson’s I’m In No Mood for Love, getting paid for writing is significant to the heroine’s independence, sense of self-worth, and social status.

b. Collaboration — not radical autonomy – is key, in several ways:

(1) Collaboration with friends, especially author friends, with editors, critique groups, etc. For example, Rachel Gibson’s Idaho series features four writer friends – mystery, romance, true crime, and science fiction –who frequently meet up to discuss their writing process. In Marianna Jameson’s My Hero, Miranda Lane works closely with her agent, Amy, to craft a novel that will satisfy her publisher.

(2) Relationships with readers. Readers are very present and important. Author often shown at booksignings, reading reader email, participating in online chats with readers.

Ex. 1 In Talk Me Down, Molly says “Most [reader] emails were kind and generous, the type of mail that kept her writing.” (loc 3833)

Relationships with readers are not presented uniformly, and are not idealized. They often provide an opportunity to highlight the heroine’s grasp of and emphasis on the distinction between fantasy and reality.

Ex. 1 In Gibson’s Sex, Lies, and Online Dating, a crazed man-hating fan commits murders Lucy writes about, saying “You told me to kill those men.” She also takes the liberty of stealing Lucy’s rough draft and critiquing it. (!) “My books are fiction, Lucy said. “They aren’t How to Manuals.” (p. 335)

Ex. 2 Talk Me Down: Brenda, Ben’s secretary and receptionist says “She is not good enough for you. She’s a liar and a pornographer. Do you know how she earns her filthy money?” Brenda assumes the heroine is a “slut” because she writes erotic romance.

In both cases, these readers failed to recognize boundaries between real life and fiction.

(c) Collaboration through formula. They are all explicitly writing in within a literary genre, attuned to expectations of genre, as parlayed via editors, publishers, agents, and audience. Although inspiration is vitally important, as is originality (“formulaic” is referred to as an “f word” in the Jameson), there is little focus on radical originality or supernatural genius. In contrast to Romantic conceptions of a mystifying process of producing an utterly unique novel, these authors heroines share a self-conception as romance authors. The practical process of writing is also made transparent, including research, editing, rewrites.

Ex. When Miranda, in My Hero is told by her publisher to write an “alpha male” hero, she “skimmed the entire Stephanie Plum series, an every Suzanne Brockmann book she could find, and every Linda Howard, just to study their alpha-to-the-max heroes.” (p. 45)

That said, there is usually a threat to the status of the heroine writer. Someone disapproves, a mother, a former lover, a stranger writing hate mail. So there is usually good opportunity for both a recognition of the existence of literary hierarchies, and for a defense of the genre

Ex 1. In Dahl’s Talk Me Down, the heroine, keeps her career as an erotic romance author a secret from pretty much everyone.  Talk Me Down, Ben says, “How the hell could you justify climbing into my fucking bed without mentioning that you’d been writing smut about me? “It’s not smut” she muttered. “Oh, I’m sorry. You prefer the word porn? Or trash? Or perverted fantasy?” “Screw you.” …”It’s not smut, she said again. “ I understand why you’d say that, but if you’d just read my work—“

Ex 2. In My Hero, Miranda’s best friend, while admitting, about romance that “everyone reads them”, still says, it has always struck me that you should be writing something else. I don’t know, something bigger. And don’t start in about making the New York Times list. That’s not what I’m talking about.”

Ex. 3 In My Hero, Miranda pleads “I am a southern writer” when her editor asks for a Northern set novel. The response? “Eudora Welty was a southern writer. Harper Lee is a southern writer. [You] are a romance writer. [You’re] generic. Plug and Play.” Later this attitude is explained thusly, “Look, she’s adjusting to the genre. She came from a literary imprint.”

Ex. 4 In I’m Rachel Gibson’s I’m in No Mood For Love, romance writer Clare had always known how her mother felt about her writing, but Joyce had always ignored her career, pretending instead that she wrote ‘women’s fiction’. [Clare’s mother] pretended that Clare’s career choice was a passing phase, and that once she got over her fascination with ‘trash, she’d write ‘real books. … Literature worthy of the [home] library.”

Sometimes, the author heroines evince a kind of distancing of their own professional attitude from “dabblers”, subverting the idea of women writers as “scribbler”:

Ex. In Gibson’s Sex, Lies and Online Dating, Lucy, a true crime writer, in referring to other women says, “I don’t know how serious either woman is about her writing or whether they’re just dabblers. … a person who talks about writing but never actually finishes more than a few chapters” (p. 255)

d. Self-transcendence: Although these author heroines tend to agree with the Romantic era admonishment against self-insertion (they are emphatically not writing their own stories), their subtle and deep understanding of the interrelationship of their work and personal lives results in a set of ongoing and complex negotiations. In each of these novels, boundary issues between writing life and real life are salient. The author heroines acknowledge the connections between their work and their lives, but reject the implied notion that somehow the writing flows without imagination, effort, or craft from their daily experiences.

Ex. In Gibson’s I’m In No Mood For Love, Clare deliberately teases the Sebastian with the thought that she has to personally research her own sex scenes. Afterwards, she thinks, “It was called romantic fiction for a reason, but if she were given a dollar for each time she was asked where she got her ideas for the love scenes she wrote, she could supplement her income quite nicely.” (loc 906). Clare’s teasing retort to Sebastian is contrasted in the text with examples of the actual historical research she performs, for example about pirates, a book on peerage (“she had to make sure she knew the correct titles of the Italian aristocracy” loc 2705).

Interestingly, a common relationship obstacle is the way the heroine has incorporated information about the hero, especially sexual situations, into her book. In both Dahl’s Talk Me Down and in Jameson’s My Hero (as well as Gibson’s See Jane Score, Crusie’s Welcome to Temptation, and, to a lesser extent conflict-wise, SEP’s This Heart of Mine) a major conflict arises when the hero discovers the heroine’s writing is loosely based on him. An entire project could be framed around this last point.

And finally, social punishment for writing “sexy” stories reveals a way in which the female writer’s authorial persona and daily life intermesh without her consent. In some cases, as in Talk Me Down, the use of pen names and secrecy reveals a version of self-effacement deployed as a strategy for negotiating with misogynistic attitudes of a culture with a repressive sexual ethic, not as an aesthetic choice.

For each of the items above, I could have offered half dozen of more examples, but time was short. I do want to give a fun shout out to Leto’s Brazen and Burning, in which the heroine’s attitude to everything is basically, “I’m a New York Times best selling romance novelist. I know how to do this”, where “this” is anything from curing a man of amnesia, having mindblowing sex, investing in the stock market, or foiling a plot to steal sensitive architectural plans. I loved her.

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Review: Bad Boys Do, by Victoria Dahl

Oct 07 2011 Published by under Reviews

Bad Boys Do Blurb:

Olivia Bishop is no fun. That’s what her ex-husband said. And that’s what her smart bob and glasses imply. So with her trademark determination, Olivia sets out to remake her life. She’s going to spend time with her girlfriends and not throw it all away for some man. But when an outing with her book club leads her to a brewery taproom, the dark-haired beauty realizes that trouble—in the form of sexy Jamie Donovan—may be too tempting to avoid.

Jamie Donovan doesn’t mean to be bad. Sure, the wild streak in his wicked green eyes has lured the ladies before. Now it’s time to grow up. He’s even ready for a serious romance. But how can that be when Olivia, the only right woman he has ever met, already has him pegged as wrong?

Bad Boys Do (September 2011, HQN) is the second book in the Donovan Brothers trilogy, contemporary romances set in Boulder, Colorado about three siblings who lost their parents in an auto accident some years ago, and are working together to grow the local watering hole established by their dad. Jamie, the youngest at age 29, is the gorgeous blond bartender. He’s trying to put his partying days behind him, but his big sister (Tessa, the heroine of Book 1) can’t see it, and keeps him pegged as the studmuffin in a kilt who can lure the ladies to the bar. (For the record, I had not read Good Girls Won’t, and had no problem jumping in with this book).

Jamie is pretty pessimistic when it comes to convincing his siblings that he’s ready to become a bigger partner in the business. The way his sister treats him — as a sex object — was wince-inducing to read. But he forges ahead, taking a business class at the local community college, where he meets Olivia Bishop. They are at completely different places in their lives, with Olivia just divorcing her overbearing, adulterous professor husband. She’s thirty-five, but because she met her older husband at a young age, her own career has been back-burnered and and is just now trying to figure out who she is and what she wants for herself.

The attraction between Olivia and Jamie is strong, and Dahl definitely knows how to write love scenes. To celebrate Bad Boys Do making the USA Today Bestseller list, yesterday Dahl posted an excerpt from a hot tub scene on her Tumblr. As always with Dahl, these scenes are not gratuitous, but develop the characters and the relationship. It’s wonderful to read about a very self-controlled, taken-for-granted woman loosening up with a man who appreciates her, and about a man who never took sex seriously, recognizing for the first time when a tumble means more than a moment’s pleasure. It’s only in bed that Olivia can really let her true affection show through.

Dahl captures academic life perfectly. Dear Author recently posted about difficulties in appreciating books written about your own professional field. Not only does Dahl get university life down, but she captures the specific experience of teaching and working as an adjunct at a community college, which is not the same at working at State U, or Ivy League U. I usually can’t read romances about professors having relationships with students (in real life, it’s usually a middle aged man throwing over the mother of his children for a younger grad student. Not romantic.), but Dahl finessed this perfectly: it’s a non-credit night class for professionals.

Jamie is pure gold, one of my favorite kind of heroes. He’s the sexy, confident guy with the bad boy rep who is ready to step it up, and has found the woman he wants to do it with. His fun loving spirit brings Olivia out of her shell, and it’s a delight to join them for the ride. His own struggle is really with his siblings. Jamie’s fights with Tessa and Eric are intense and believable. Not every romance family has to be the Bridgertons, and I am glad for it. I’ll be very interested to see how Dahl redeems older brother Eric, because he sure came off as a jerk in this one.

Olivia is guarded. She let her identity be determined by her father-figure of a husband, and it is going to take her a while to get over her self-image as a downer. Some other readers have had a hard time with Olivia’s obsession with the age difference, but to me, that was her character. She was told over and over that her only value was in serving as a helpmeet to her husband. It’s going to take her some time to develop a sense of entitlement to her own happiness, and throwing up ridiculous excuses (like the age difference) is going to be her coping mechanism for a while.

The only real problem I had with the book was Olivia’s ex. He was a bit of a caricature, and the subplot involving his own new relationship was undercooked. The main problem was that he kept showing up, and in such an intense, stalkery way that I viewed him as a potential physical threat to Olivia. By the end, I saw his character differently, but it strikes me that it probably wasn’t Dahl’s intention to make readers waste energy worrying that Olivia was going to be held hostage by her ex, which I did. Perhaps I’ve been so conditioned by reading other romances in which, if the ex is present, he is a violent nutter, that I over-interpreted the ex’s actions in Bad Boys Do. At any rate, I found the tone of that characterization off.

That aside, from the first scene, I was completely hooked on Jamie and Olivia, both as individual characters, and as part of a developing relationship. With Dahl’s characteristic attention to detail, funny and sexy writing, and true-to-life relationships and situations, it’s another winner from one of my favorite romance writers writing today.

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Review: Start Me Up, by Victoria Dahl

Oct 22 2009 Published by under Reviews

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I listened to the audio version, narrated ably by Wanda Fontaine. To my ears, Fontaine has a very natural amateur sounding style, with performance almost an afterthought. As is typical with female narrated romances, she voices masculinity with low affect rather than deepening her voice.  She also narrated Dahl’s Talk Me Down, and Broken by Megan Hart, the latter of which I listened to and highly recommend.

My take in brief: Very funny, very sexy, with one of the most romantic endings I can recall reading in this subgenre. I really enjoyed it.

Word on the Web:

Dear Author, Janet/Robin, B-

I agree most with this part:

“I didn’t get enough of Quinn to understand why Lori, of all women, was the one who managed to hold his sexual and romantic attention.  NOT because Lori’s physical charms were perhaps a bit more petite than Quinn’s other women, but because slack jawed surprise merely opens the door to sex, and what makes Quinn want more is not justified merely because the reader may understand Lori’s appeal.  In other words, even though I may be able to construe any number of reasons they work as a couple doesn’t mean the book has, in my opinion, done its job in effectively building the relationship beyond the bedroom.”

Monkey Bear Reviews, B+

I agree most with this part:

“Victoria Dahl’s sense of humour is quirky and irreverent. I’d imagine it wouldn’t be to everyone’s taste, but it definitely appeals to me.”

The Romance Reader, 4 stars

I agree most with this part:

Start Me Up has a lot of chemistry, loads of charm and plenty of laughs. Quinn and Lori’s love affair works from the beginning because their old friendship morphs into something much hotter very naturally.”

KupK8′s Kitchen, positive

I agree most with this part:

“While I loved both novels, I liked Lori more as a character. Her journey to rediscover herself after sacrificing her dreams for her responsibilities is one I can strongly relate to. I know her. Molly was a bit silly, but not silly in an “I’m going to throw you into the wall” kind of way. More like the friend you have who always gets too tipsy at the bar (or acts like it anyway) and makes you snort Coke out your nose with outrageous comments. But her growth as a character didn’t interest me as much, though she was dreadfully amusing in both novels.”

AAR, Abi,  B+

I agree most with this part:

Start Me Up isn’t an A for me only because I would rather the story held more scenes between Lori and Quinn, particularly towards the end. I suppose what I’m saying is, I’d have liked the book to be longer, and if the big, bad publisher made this impossible, I’d have liked their relationship to be meatier, meaning Dahl could have made the novel into a fully character-centric book with no mysteries to solve (apart from the mystery of their lurve).”

Series?: Yes, second in the Tumble Creek, CO trilogy, after Talk Me Down. Up next in Jan 2010 is Lead Me On, Jane’s story.

Racy Romance Review:

Instead of doing my own review, I just pasted together the parts of other reviews that I liked. It is not cheating. Rather, it’s my attempt to bring postmodernity into the romance reviewing world.

Just kidding.

Anyway, Lori is a bit stuck. She had to return from college to care for her father who had been permanently and severely disabled in a a bar fight. After his death, Lori took over his garage and stayed put, literally and emotionally. She doesn’t conform to gender expectations in employment, dress, demeanor or dating habits (her infrequent and not totally satisfying affairs were brief and private), so she is, of course, suspected of being a lesbian. As the story opens, Lori, a frequent reader of erotic romance, is wishing she could have a hot no strings attached affair with a man who outperforms her own hand in the bedroom.

Quinn is a hot nerdy successful architect from Lori’s hometown of Tumble Creek, now living and working “across the pass” in Aspen. All I know about Aspen I learned from multiple viewings of Dumb and Dumber

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Which is to say, not very much.

Anyway, the romance gets going when they notice each other sexually for the first time:

Lori couldn’t help but laugh. When he scowled, she laughed harder. “Give it up, Quinn. I’m not going to feel sorry for you. Even if you could convince me you’re a nerd, you’re still hot and rich and successful. Poor baby.”

Shaking her head, she set to work on removing the old starter. Maybe he was nerdy in the strictest sense of the word, but she knew plenty of girls in her junior high class who’d thought him tantalizingly mysterious before he’d gone off to college. Bookish and distracted took on a whole different meaning when the boy in question was also gorgeous and kind.

“Hot?” she heard him ask, and looked up to see him leaning against the porch rail watching her.

“Huh?”

“Hot. You said I was hot.” He kept his mouth serious, but his hazel eyes danced with laughter.

This time Lori’s face heated. She waved her wrench in his general direction. “I was just stroking your ego.”

“Well, nice work. It felt good, your stroking.”

This is an example of one thing I really liked about SMU. In another book, Lori would have answered Quinn’s comment, “You said I was hot”, by getting embarrassed, turning away, etc. but not only does Lori have a great comeback, it keeps going with Quinn’s come on.

So many times, I found myself in a preparatory wince, sure that I knew what kind of typical contemporary romance conversational non-response was coming from Quinn or Lori. I find that conversations, especially in contemps, which is probably my favorite subgenre, are even more freakishly unnatural than the sex. In this they are often like soap operas, where people answer each other the way the author needs them to to get the story where she wants it. This often ushers in non sequiturs, nonsense, and big misunderstandings.

I am happy to report that Dahl allowed her characters to “go there”, whether it was bawdy talk, as in this case, or just direct talk about something uncomfortable. If a character was wondering something, s/he asked it. Amazing, isn’t it? Dahl didn’t rely on artificial conversation curbers to keep suspense or drama going. That’s a long winded way of saying the dialogue was great, and so funny at times — especially in the first third of the book — that I laughed out loud.

Lori and Quinn engage in a steamy affair, and while he begins to fall for her, Lori resists. You might think the resistance was the “rich boy/poor girl” aspect of their relationship, and, while the presence of “Dream Whore Barbies” in Quinn’s past romantic life did cause Lori her moments of insecurity, that wasn’t really it. (As an aside, I wish Quinn’s attraction to those women had been explored more fully. It rarely is.) I completely understood Lori’s resistance, although she couldn’t articulate it herself until the very end. In love, there is a difference between completing each other and using another person to shore up big gaps in your identity. Lori had some work to do on that score, before she could give herself to Quinn. It was a believable conflict and it worked for me.

I did agree with Robin and others who reviewed SMU that Quinn’s attraction to Lori was not as clearly developed as I would have liked. I believed, especially in the wonderful ending (eating hotdogs at a kitchen table was never so romantic), that he WAS in love with her, but since it was mainly her rosy nipples that he talked about in the book, it wasn’t clear how it happened. The fact that they had known each other for years helped with this.

There is a suspense subplot — involving a piece of land Lori inherited fomr her father –  which worked for me. That’s all I’ll say about it.

I’ll now get into probably my favorite thing about this book, besides the dialogue that almost got me banned from my gym for laughing so hard I apparently distracted others from their workouts, which was the depiction of Lori’s sexuality.

I absolutely loved it that Lori read sexy romance novels, and I found it remarkable that Dahl could provide snippets of Lori’s reading material that were at the same time very funny and lovingly presented. Lori has a complex journey to undertake, which includes grieving for her father and restarting her stalled life, but her sexual needs are presented not as a superficial distraction, but as a key part of that journey. This is a hot read, but the last thing that is happening in this book is a cheapening of sexuality.

The sex scenes provided the heart of the development of Lori and Quinn’s relationship, and while I wish there had been more nonsex scenes, these did move the relationship along in important ways. After all, having known each other since childhood, sex was the area in which their relationship had the furthest to go.

I was reminded, reading SMU, of an essay by philosopher and feminist theorist Sara Ruddick called “Better Sex”, which was originally published in 1975 in an edited collection called Philosophy & Sex. In it, Ruddick talks about “completeness” in sex acts. Sex is not just about orgasm (which one can have by oneself, while sleeping, or against one’s will), but about desire, and specifically, mutually recognized and encouraged desire. Completeness depends on the relation of the people to each other’s sexual desire. In complete sex, a person allows herself to be taken over by active desire, which includes an awareness of the active desire of the partner.

As she puts it:

A desiring consciousness is flooded with specifically sexual feelings that eroticize all perception and movement. Consciousness ‘becomes flesh.’”

This embodiment is key: think about sexual assault victims who “go somewhere else” while they are being violated. The partner has to actively desire the other partner’s desire. This takes more than embodiment (which after all, masturbation can help someone achieve all alone), and more than just being aroused by another. In complete sex, “two persons embodied by sexual desire actively desire and respond to each other’s active desire.” This was portrayed beautifully in the text, in my opinion.

From this point of view, passivity with respect to one’s sexual desire — the passivity Lori started out with — poses a real threat to not only sexual pleasure, but to the possibility of incorporating sexual pleasure into a coherent identity. Complete sex (which can occur between strangers, between more than two people, and between same sex partners) provides moments of recognition as a “real” person to be respected and valued, puts a brake on our tendency to disassociate from our bodies, and can — but does not have to — usher in an emotional connection that conduces to the virtue of loving (which is a virtue in my book).

Well, that’s my personal interpretation of Quinn’s afterglow declaration: “I was a fucking sex ninja!”.

Your mileage may vary.

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My Beach Vacation with 7 Contemps and 1 Historical

Mar 10 2009 Published by under Reviews

Read on for mini-reviews and lots of Kindle-on-the-beach pictures of these:

  1. Talk Me Down, Victoria Dahl (2009, HQN 352 pages)
  2. Crash Into Me, Jill Sorenson (2009, Bantam Dell, 464 pages)
  3. Flat-Out Sexy, Erin McCarthy (2008, Berkley Sensation, 304 pages)
  4. Anything for You, Sarah Mayberry (2006, Harlequin Blaze, 256 pages)
  5. To Do List, Lauren Dane (2007, Samhain, novella)
  6. Just the Sexiest Man Alive, Julie James (2008, Berkley Sensation, 304 pages)
  7. Practice Makes Perfect, Julie James (2009, Berkley, 320 pages)
  8. Like No Other Lover, Julie Anne Long (2008, Avon Romantic Treasure, 384 pages)

Maybe it was the pina coladas (or sangria, or mojitos, or rum and cokes). Maybe it was the sun, the sand, the surf. Maybe it was my Kindle enthrallment. Or maybe they were just damn good books. But I enjoyed reading all of the above. I hope to write longer reviews of some of them at a later date, but until then…

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1. Talk Me Down: Heroine who secretly writes erotica has returned to small town. She and hero have hots for each other since high school. Hero is gossip-averse, alpha but not domineering, borderline stick in the mud small town cop. First a bone to pick with Dear Author and Smart Bitches: I thought the “Save the Contemporary” campaign was all about — er — the contemporary. Exclusive of both paranormal and suspense. But this was definitely romantic suspense, with the heroine in serious peril most of the book. I enjoyed it, but heroine was slightly immature (at what point in your adult life do you tell your family to accept you or shove it?) and static throughout book. I do love a nonpsychotically jealous hero, especially with bar scenes, and this had them aplenty.

2. Crash Into Me: Latina FBI agent heroine, hero is widower and single dad, former pro surfer, former adulterer and alcoholic. I picked this one for the Cali surf setting, so well developed and so appropriate for my vacation. I think people who like rom suspense will really like it: the question of who was the murderer really had me from the beginning. The romance did not work as well for me, despite hot and unique sex scenes, because heroine is dishonest with hero and hero’s behavior is questionable at many points. Secondary romance with teens was sweet and well done. I think I have to accept that this sub-genre is not for me. There were many truly horrible people in this book — misogynists, lying teen sluts, rapists, murderers, child abusers. It just doesn’t work with romance for me.  That’s my hangup, I realize.

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3. Flat-Out Sexy: A very nice romance with younger hero who is sincere and honorable. Sexy and sweet. Heroine is supposedly an academic but may as well have been window washer for all it mattered to her character. I did not like the stereotyping of her former fellow academic boyfriend, just maybe because I am a professor married to another professor. I don’t think everyone who drives NASCAR is buff and masculine and everyone who teaches anthropology is wimpy and effeminate. That said, I am allergic to NASCAR and yet found myself quite interested in the culture while reading this book.

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4. Anything for You: What a great little book. H/H are best friends and business partners and heroine realizes all her emotional energy is going to him. In order to move on with her romantic life, she severs their ties, setting in motion a very funny and sexy series of events as hero is forced to reevaluate their relationship. Very focused and tight, with wonderful results. I am planning to glom Mayberry ASAP. Loved the Australia setting, the unique terminology peppered throughout.

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5. To Do List: My second Dane book, after Giving Chase. This one was also a friends into lovers book, but less successful than the Mayberry. Opening scene, h/h are kissing for first time, and within 3 days are engaged. I know it’s a novella, but it was just too fast, despite the fact that they knew each other all their lives. I felt like I was missing the first 5 chapters. Taught me a new saying, “Sweet baby Jesus on a skateboard.” Really no conflict to speak of, but on paper it’s that hero is organic farmer, heroine is uptight lawyer determined to make partner. He finds her OCD “sweet” and she finds his organic farming “sexy”.

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6. Just The Sexiest Man Alive: I loved this book. Both Type A, she’s a hot shot lawyer, he’s basically Brad Pitt. He needs to learn how to act like a trial lawyer for a movie. Funny and engaging. And, one of my favorites things — a very sexy book with almost no actual sex!  I know I love a book when the insides of my wrists start tingling. The physiological explanation is that my wrists hurt because I am unable to put it down.  But I like to think of my wrist tingles as my own mystical sign of booky greatness. This is not a perfect book — do we really believe this guy is a changed man? And sort of stalled in last third. But still, I enjoyed it so much I immediately downloaded …

7. Practice Makes Perfect: I loved this one, too. Again, with the Type A hot shot lawyers, both of them this time. Very Tracy and Hepburn. Colleagues have hated each other for 8 years, now both trying to make partner, sparks fly. The stress of their career ascension is so well portrayed — anyone who has tried to make partner, or get tenure, will appreciate it. Heroine is a hippie’s daughter, public school, feminist vegetarian. He’s the silver spoon golfing Harvard educated prepster. Actually deals almost head on with class and gender issues, but veers away when things get interesting  — I want to write a longer review on this one to talk about that issue in particular. Again, NO SEX, but sexy as hell.  I so enjoyed it and am totally enamored of Ms. James.

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8. Like No Other Lover: What can I say? This is my 4th book by this author, and I have truly enjoyed all of them. In this one, a mild mannered but wealthy scientist type gets spurned by the beautiful popular girl. The tables are turned and they come to reevaluate each other. Has a Pride and Prejudice aspect (as did Practice Makes Perfect), a theme I adore. I loved both characters, and I love how forthright and mature Long’s h/h are. It’s also set at the hero’s home — did I hear house party? Squee!!! I have to admit however, that Long needs to be taken in by the Metaphor and Simile division of the RWA for some serious deprogramming. This woman has never met a person place or thing she could describe directly. Still, what a great read with a drinking game scene in the middle that had me laughing so hard people were staring at me over their mojitos.

I’ll do a separate post on my Kindle, but for now I leave you with this…

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