Am I right?
The romance of romance is this -
immersion in a world where dirty socks, whiskers in the sink, and snoring don’t exist, or it they do exist, they are only mentioned in passing.
The hero might be larger than life from page one, or he could be an ordinary man thrust into an extraordinary situation, a man who rises to the occasion and becomes larger than life. And in my books, a heroine can do the same.
Many thanks to my friend Jaye who reminded me - “Nobody wants to read about a real guy throwing his socks onto the floor.”
In the Flesh… still free all.
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Most are probably trying to escape from the real world where men throw their socks on the floor!
Which is why I hate most contemporary romance. Too much reality creeps in. If I want reality, I’ll read the freakin’ newspaper. I want fantasy, entertainment, romance. Like ghostly love stories!
Heh. I’ve realized I base my heroes behavior on the house hunk…and he doesn’t do that stuff. Actually, he’s much pickier than I am about that type of stuff. I wonder if other authors base their heroes on their significant others? Interesting idea…
I have men’s socks on the floor and its a lot more fun to read about hot sex on the floor!
XXOO Kat
I’ve been married 32 years to my first husband (for some reason he doesn’t think it’s funny when I introduce him, “This is my first husband…”). Love him with all my heart, but every time I see socks on the floor I think, romance novel heroes don’t drop *their* socks on the floor. Hmph.
Nor do they fart. They have begun to use the bathroom though. sex over sox! I agree with Jaye. That’s a t shirt.
On the one hand it’s romantic that they aren’t real but, I get annoyed because the reality can come nowhere near true life. Men can’t last hours have sex again in five minutes nor can most woman stay lubricated enough. Not to mention morning breath and sexual residue.
I think so, Amber. This is actually why I love science fiction and fantasy - a great escape!
Ah, but Penny, you like fractured contemporary - just not real life contemporary!
Hi Anny. Well, I do, which I think irritates that person to the enth degree! Socks and all!
Kat - LMAO! Thanks, I needed that!
Yes, Jaye, and I appreciate your inspiration. Romance heroes may not even wear socks, for all we know.
Steph, nobody ever mentions the residual….
Sing it sister! Of course you are right! If I wanted the real world, I can experience it with my husband and two teenage boys, who leave dirty socks, whiskers, and general clutter for me all day, every day. Which could be why I’ve always loved fantasy and sci-fi - there is either a magical or technological solution! Or everyone is too busy saving the world or universe to have time to leave socks on the floor. Of course, maybe if they were sentient, magical socks that could do housework, then I might be interested.
I’m with you, Sister Casey! Harry Potter could make those socks work for you!
There’s a thought…magical socks. I believe I’ll add that to one of my books.
I’m with friend, Jaye. I can get plenty of socks and reality at home.