Most of you may be wondering (especially after reading my Valentine's Day post) what in the hell I am doing writing romance. All of my real romances (for the most part) have been bad. Not to say there weren't a few good times in each of them, but in the end, they ended. Badly.
I have also maintained I am a pessimist. So no wonder, you may be thinking to yourself, does she have bad romances. That is the funny part...I am not a pessimist when it comes to love.
I love love. I love being in love. I love reading about love. I love sappy movies. I love Hallmark commercials. I love hearing that love has conquered all. Hence my proclivity to write romance. I love the way the characters meet, the way their eyes light up, the way they get stupid and tongue-tied and nervous when that special someone walks into a scene.
I started reading Historicals when I was in high school. Sweet Savage Love by Rosemary Rogers. Hey, who hasn't read that. And from there it just never ended. Anyway, as I read more historicals, it was plain I didn't like the longer ones, the medieval, the Scottish, Edwardian or anything that wasn't Regency.
Every once in awhile, I'd be able to get into a Victorian, if the plot was okay, but when I find something I like (from ketchup to toilet paper) I stick with it.
There's something about the class system in Regency England that I really enjoy. Perhaps it had to do with my upbringing in the 70's, the city where we lived, the religious ramifications my parents placed on me that I couldn't date a non-catholic boy. Yeah, hey, I know, but they're my parents.
I lost myself in those books. I became the heroine. I loved the hero. Back then they were all rakes and blackguards, but every one of them was redeemed by love. That thought has never left me. Music calms the savage beast, blackguards can be reformed by virgins.
Nowadays, the hero is called an alpha male, the heroines, although still technically virgins are much more savvy than they used to be. They're not simpering and scared, most of them are pretty smart, and have minds of their own. In the Regency, they still have the strict moral code, the strict socal class system, the strict adherence to social custom and forms of address. How cool is it that people get to address you as 'My Lady'? (Even if she is a peasant you know by the end of the book she's going to be a duchess.)
I love the Regency for all that and more. There was no greater architectural, artistic, musical or gardening movement in Britain, before or since. King George, before he went mad, was a patron of the arts, his Queen, of horticulture, and their son, Prince George, everything in between. (But more on the Prince next week.) It was a time of building, rebuilding, forging new ideas, and creating art in all its forms. You gotta' love that.
So tell me -- What kind of romance do you like to read? Contemporary, Erotic, Historical, Vampirey, Paranormal, Sappy? Did I forget anything?