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First Time Reading a Romance Novel
I’ve been trying to add some variety to my reading list lately, and it occurred to me that I had never read a romance novel. I asked my wife to recommend one, and she gave me The Girl With the Make-Believe Husband by Julia Quinn. One of the blurbs actually says, “If you’ve never read romance novels, start here.”
The characters are all British, and it takes place in New York during the Revolutionary War. Our leading lady has come to NY to look for her brother, an officer who was wounded and has gone missing. Instead, she finds his best friend, also a wounded officer, who is unconscious in a makeshift military hospital. In order to be allowed to stay with him, she lies and says that she is his wife, hence the book’s title. Of course, he eventually wakes up, and she has to decide whether to continue her deception or to risk everything by coming clean. Complications ensue.
It probably won’t surprise you to learn that she is young, beautiful, and innocent; smart, brave, and determined; stronger than she knows yet moved by powerful emotions of joy and heartbreak. Her pretend husband is a little older, more knowledgeable in the ways of the world (and of the opposite sex), strong and disciplined, but also kind and playful at times. I hope I’m not giving too much away when I say that circumstances bring them together, then pull them apart, and then, when all seems lost, bring them together again at the end.
Now, I’ve watched lots of Hallmark movies with the wife, so this was not unfamiliar narrative territory. It was interesting to see it play out in this longer format, although at times it seemed to move rather slowly. It had a little more bosom-heaving than Hallmark, but not much. I don’t think I’ll be reading any more of these.
I was looking to see if it had a theme described many years ago by Warren Farrell in his book Why Men Are the Way They Are. He wrote that porn for men meets an obvious desire – sexual access to lots of women – but what do romance novels (the closest thing to porn for women) supply their readers? He read a lot of them and concluded that the one consistent theme was that while the female characters were always capable, it was their connection to men that gave them access to opportunities and experiences they couldn’t have had otherwise. He called this being “Flashdanced” after the movie where a great dancer gets into a school she wants, against the odds, because a man is pulling some strings behind the scenes.
I think that applies to this book to some extent, where the main character plays on her connection to the wounded officer to get a place to stay, the benefits of being an officer’s wife, and help in looking for her brother, etc. I’m not sure it quite lines up as well as Flashdance.
In any case, on to other things. Now reading Troy Senik’s book on Grover Cleveland, which is very good. There aren’t many books about a guy who only served as Buffalo’s mayor for one year.
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I dunno. I watched the movie, and wasn’t quite sure what it was about. ;-)
Well, I guess it kind of was.
It’s also possible that the movie didn’t follow the novel very well.
In high school I knew a girl who went abroad and was told, “My love for you is like burning haystack.”
I do not believe she succumbed despite the obvious conflagratory concerns.
Yep, that’s a cancellin’.
That’s why we can’t have
nicetrue things.He spoke about a good deal of things other than programming. It’s almost like he’s sad ‘cuz women won’t date him, and he’s “externalizing” his “locus of control.” There, I used what was probably a man’s invention to say something totally unoriginal!
A couple of neuroscience researchers analyzed 15,000 (!) Harlequin romance novels and tabulated the professions of the male leads. Results here: What does a woman want?
It’s analogies and stuff. Other examples. And the main article, as I mentioned, was about programming ability vs non-ability in general. Also, there’s Jordan Peterson referencing engineers etc.
There is some truth here, but Not All Women, etc. I have certainly met women as described above, and will readily admit that women – not you dear Ricochicks, I’m talkin’ ’bout them other [redacted] – tend to be rare at the top of a lot of creative and inventive fields. We’ve had years of STEM-rolling female students, but they ran concurrent with a participation trophy ethos.
I’m not prepared to say that women can’t cut it when a) some do cut it, and b) I am convinced that some of them found things that appealed to them more.
Anyhow, that’s my mansplainin’ and I’m stickin’ to it.
Note to Self: delete comment in the event of NEA SWAT team.
I can’t remember who said it of women, or exactly what was said, or even what I had for breakfast this morning, but the idea was something to the effect that women find a better work/life balance. Again this is of limited utility, but in the sorting hat of med school seems to put women into House Pediatrics, and House OB/Gyn, while men end up in House Surgery and House Radiology.
Guess where the flexible office hours are.
Indeed, that was most of the gist of the Peterson clip. These areas of performance are mostly at the edges of the bell curve, to put it in that term, which means that few of EITHER gender are really excellent at it; but most of the ones that are, are men.
Also I would venture, again in line with the Peterson video, that Surgery and Radiology are going to be more dealing with THINGS – surgical equipment, radiology equipment… – than people.
For those interested, the original article appears to still be available:
https://blog.codinghorror.com/separating-programming-sheep-from-non-programming-goats/
I deny reading the above and will testify to the same at the inquest.
Now that was LOL.
My wife grew up reading Mills and Boone and she got very upset when I likened romance novels to porn. But she apparently knows a lot about Scottish men from her reading.
I wonder if a woman can ever truly love a finely crafted tool.
Maybe the kilts have something to do with that.
What. No lawyers?
Useful as villains.
I have a great fondness for my kitchen knives. One in particular has seen me through many cooking, catering, baking gigs over 35 years. No one other than Mr. SiS gets to use it.
Sadly, dailymotion doesn’t allow for pre-positioning. But the relevant point is at 15:50 (video seems compressed a bit, and maybe sped up some as often happens for copyright avoison, but still watchable)
I once bought a carbon steel 9″ knife direct from France. It was modern manufacture, and the blade thickness was off and the edge needed reshaping. I spent hours getting it shaped properly and the edge just right.
One day I came home and my wife was looking oddly at me. She had tried to separate frozen chicken thighs using my new knife to pry the pieces apart. There was a 1″ by 1/4″ crescent shaped chunk chipped out of the center of the edge. That’s okay, I put it aside and every now and then I take it out and wonder what I can repurpose it for. But I ordered two more, just is case.
I strongly recommend anything by Georgette Heyer. “Cotillion” is a favorite.
There is a science fiction version of Heyer’s novels in “Lord Vorpatril’s Alliance” by Lois Bujold.
My favorite is The Grand Sophy. Utterly entertaining.
Oh. My. Goodness. Perhaps she can be credited for a difficult feat. My first knife, as a student in culinary school in 1982 was (I think) an 11″ carbon steel knife. Holds an edge like nobody’s business. However, a little unwieldy and takes a lot of scrubbing to keep it looking good. I still have it and it seems indestructible. Therefore, what your wife did isn’t the easiest thing on the planet.
She’s very determined. One time I came home and she had had to get to work after I left, and the bedroom door was in splinters around the door knob and the whole door knob assembly, guts and all, was sitting in one piece on the bedroom on the window sill. I asked her what happened and it seems the bedroom door got locked (I think we had inherited exterior door knobs on the bedrooms at the time), and she took my K-Bar knife and hacked the door knob out. The knife was also missing 3/4″ off the tip. Now she uses it for gardening.
I can’t help but smile when I think of her hacking and prying the wood loose. She’s very determined. But she got to work on time.
Ma, Ma where’s my Pa. Gone to the White House, hah,hah,hah.
If my husband asked about reading a romance novel, I would probably recommend Rebecca or Jane Eyre or an Austen. Have you read any of those? Or would you not consider them a romance as you were thinking of? Thanks.
I was just thinking of the contemporary ones, since they account for so many book sales. I think romance and mysteries are the most popular genres.