Today I have a guest post on fellow author Sharon William's Blog. It asks the question: Where Have All the Romantic Comedies Gone? Thanks Sharon for allowing me to vent a little,-- and hope readers discover a few independent movies from my guest post.
Showing posts with label 9 Romantic Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 9 Romantic Stories. Show all posts
About Romance in the 21st Century
A few months ago, I happen to mention to a colleague -- a lovely woman, intelligent, educated, and successful or successful enough-- that I was planning to published a book of Romantic Stories. "Nine Romantic Stories is the title I'm thinking of," I said. "You know, a hint of Salinger with romance thrown in."
"What, you romance?" was the general tenor of her response.
"Why not?" I replied. "I am a Romantic as in Romanticism."
She regarded me with almost tender concern. She shook her head. "I wouldn't have imagined that."
Her sorry emphasis of the word "that" implied that being a Romantic was akin to, say, watching Reality TV shows non-stop or perhaps confessing a secret addiction to deep-fried Twinkies.
"A Romantic with a capital R, yes, I am," I said. "As in Brahms and landscapes and Bronte."
She returned to her ascetic salad (which had no dressing, only a little lemon and consisted of fragile infant vegetables.) "I can't see the point of that, it's not real life," she said.
"No, that's what it's called fiction. It's better than real life, it's a story," I reminded her.
But I wasn't about to convince a reader who immerses herself in tales of recovering addicts, mothers and daughters who hate each other, men who commit serial murders, and varied tales of mafia killings, not to mention corporate greed. Not for her, a story of ghosts and music, marriage and deception, even nervous young love. And I thought, once more, that being a Romantic in this cynical new century takes nerve.
More later.
Nine Romantic Stories-- will finally be published this week
I am so happy that the cover of the book reflects my romantic spirit-- thanks much to my patient husband, Paul Messaris, for designing such a totally feminine and art-nouveau inspired cover. I hope the the old-fashioned look of it will help readers figure out that my stories are meant to entertain and charm. No vampires, no serial killers, no profanity, and definitely no graphical sex scenes-- just old-fashioned moonlight and magic, with some wit thrown in for good measure.
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