Does that earring mean you're a pirate?
Kind of.
Posted on 02/02/2018 5:19:34 AM PST by C19fan
As a feminist and a romance novelist, if I wrote about a male protagonist who made unwanted sexual advances towards his female employee or ignored pleas to slow down or stop trying to have sex with a date, I would be pilloried by my readers — and rightly so.
Because that’s not the behavior of a romance hero, that’s the behavior of a villain.
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A good recommendation to not read it.
I don’t force myself to finish books, though I usually do. Luckily, I have the mind of a sieve, so I can read and reread books over and over again and they stay fresh and new.
Valentino was too pretty for my tastes. I always fell for the rugged types.
That’s probably better because I was just thinking you maybe don’t want to say to a woman all the things you would say in front of a man. That would cause a different kind of problem.
Brought to you by someone who’s world is run from the omniscient point of view.
And that is woman, no?
You think of a man, and you take away reason and accountability. (As Good As It Gets)
She should start dating women, and then report back when she’s figured out how they tick.
LOL. I’m so glad I happily married. I can’t imagine trying to date these days.
AGREED!
Yes, it might. That's why I specified "sexual advances," that is, words or actions expressive of an interest in sex with the other person.
There are other situations in which the concept of, "Would you say this to a man?" is not helpful.
I get that. Also, in the same vein, I might donate books but I’d never throw them away. Two exceptions that went into the bin. American Psycho and the children’s commie book The Rainbow Fish.
“Think” and “romance novel” don’t ever belong in the same sentence.
The romance novels of not that many years ago often had an early scene where “he takes her” (it was on the damned back covers of the books) and was “Great Expectations” in reverse, with years going by and the woman at the center of every one of those canned little stories eventually running into him again, and he’s changed, and he’s suffered a lot, and let’s just rekindle blah blah blah.
Embrace Your Masculine Toxicity
Don’t touch any women, leave lost kids alone.
Maleness is Mafia; you’re Don Corleone.
But it’s mostly you older guys doomed, as a rule;
The snow-flaky beta males are neutered in school.
ROTFL!!! Okay, that made me laugh out loud.
I read a few by Rosemary Rogers during those teenage years as well (Ginny and Steve). You realize how terrible those stories are when you become an adult woman. Talk about getting wrong messages and expectations at an impressionable age!
My mother as a widow in her late 60s read romance novels which were basically soft porn erotica
Like Zane Grey meets Xavier Hollander
“The stranger she’d noticed earlier at the cemetery by her husbands grave moved like a leopard from the shadow ....despite her reflex to flee she didn’t resist when he pulled her close and she smelled the tobacco and saddle tack and gunpowder on him as his firm but warm grasp groped her heaving breasts and he warmly kissed her neck .....again she didn’t resist....she felt his other hand move up her thigh and caress her now eager wiling and oh so dewey womanhood aroused in such carnal ways she’d never experienced even with her dear husband who was the only man she’d ever known like this till this moment
......he was gentle with her as he kissed her lovingly and she felt herself going places deeper and more intensely ever in her 35 years of life
She felt as though she was leaving her own body... as she arranged herself even more vulnerable and opened to this oh so intense and powerful man yet she felt not one ounce fear of him....her instincts just melted away lost in the ecstasy
Later they collapsed in a heap upon one another in the sweet smell of Timothy hay and noticed all the horses staring intently at them both until they went back to grazing
He dressed and declared you know what I have to do I’ll try to make it back to you and the boy ...
If you’ll have me.
She pleaded knowing the risks he faced avenging his family that had been butchered ..by the same Killers
But she knew he had to
She watched him ride off towards the red rocks as the sunset glistened in that late afternoon clarity somewhat ashamed she’d submitted so readily knowing her dear husband had only been dead a year but praying to The Lord the stranger did indeed return........did she dare allow her to think she might love again
.....
that’s sorta the gist of western romance erotica....it’s like mild benevolent stranger rape fantasy....an innocuous ravage by a stranger who’s redeemed
Luke and Laura sorta..
I really don’t think that’s what women want
They do wish to be ravaged .....no question...and to submit sexually sometimes
Which is quite a conundrum for hipster women immersed in soft boys
I would read some of my moms books out loud to piss her off.....it was funny...she didn’t think so bless her heart
and I bet she was thinking "bless his little heart..."
Oh yes, I remember Ginny and Steve. And my mother had the entire Angelique series.
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