I donít know them personally, but I know ďofĒ them -- men who read romance novels. I donít get it. I love storytelling in just about every genre: fiction, non-fiction, drama, adventure, thriller, sci-fi, westerns, etc. But a romance novel? Come on. Why would a man find romance novels fascinating?
Caution. Rant ahead: Isnít a romance novel basically about a woman who falls in love with a billionaire, oil tycoon, or some guy with a cowboy hat, a southern drawl and walks with a John Wayne swagger? Why canít a romance novel be about a love between an overworked, underpaid night waitress and the local guy named Bubba who drives a sanitation truck?
I know romance novels are big business. They appeal to women who imagine being ravished by some hunk in a faraway exotic or intoxicating locale, or who have high hopes of having a fairytale relationship -- pure escapism at its best. On the other hand, though, I had a friend who had a male friend who did quite well as a romance novelist. This makes me wonder how many male authors write romance novels under a pseudonym? Topic for another article, I guess.
Still, Iíve never been able to make myself read a romance novel. I did try once. I barely made it through the first chapter because it was such an emotional roller coaster ride. I went through half a box of Kleenex before throwing the book down.
Maybe someday I will attempt to read a romance novel again. Maybe not. Now, please go away while I set up my TiVo to record one of my favorite cable channels. It's airing a Nora Roberts movie marathon this weekend, and I donít want to miss it.
You are too funny! Your ending paragraphs are killers. Loved this one. By the way, my latest, Rails of Freedom, is a romance. A hobo meets and falls in love with a young widow lady with two children, who is definitely not rich! LOL