Confessions of a romantic

 

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I hope folks didn’t mind the ramble of my last book report.  It’s one of those books where an awful lot happens but if I get into it too much it’s all kinds of spoiler-y, which is not cool.  I’ve got a few fun looking things loaded up on my Kindle to take to work with me this week and I’m actually looking forward to curling up with them on the shop sofa during dinner break.  They’re mostly plain old urban fantasy (the second Luthor Cross is on that list,) but not all of them.

 

I have a confession, you see.  When I get emotionally exhausted I turn to a reliable source of relief and distraction: the romance novel.

Yes, yes.  I know, I’ve heard it before, but the thing is that it’s one of the biggest genres outred-heart-in-open-book there, and there’s a reason for that.  There are a ton of seriously talented writers out there, and many of them turn to romance as a fun outlet.  Many really freaking terrible writers do too, but that’s for a different blog post.  I’ve read books with characters that have stuck with me weeks or years later, easily as permanent in my psyche as Frodo Baggins and Ebeneezer Scrooge, and some of the plots or concepts behind the story are creative enough to make me crazy jealous of the author.

And frankly, a lot of the urban fantasy found under the ‘romance’ heading over on Amazon have much more fun adventures than many of the Very Serious urban fantasy books I’ve found in its own section.  Why is that?  Well, I think that it’s because the romance-oriented books are more focussed on characters finding their way, and about people coming together instead of characters being driven to the point of despair and divested of every ally and friend they’ve ever had.

Even the books where one character is accused of some horrible crime and is hiding out from the police, or there’s a space war that they need to run the spy mission successfully to end, there’s still a sense of hope threaded through each page, and honestly, when I just can’t find it in myself to care anymore, that’s what I need.  I need to know that the Good Guys are going to win, and the Bad Guys are going to lose, maybe spectacularly, and that at the end of the book the main characters will have a happy ending with each other, and will likely be surrounded by friends and family who love and support them.

And honestly, who doesn’t want that for themselves?

 

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Read.  Read all the things.  

 

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