My Secret Shame; My Burning Love
I know, I know, it’s a very dramatic title for a blog post, but if I can’t be honest here about my little secret, where else can I? Okay, I think I just need to say it…take a deep breath and finally confess…
I love corny romance. The cornier and more absurd the better. It gets me every time. Especially the sci-fi ones. 7 ft aliens with massive *ahem* equipment stealing 5ft nothing humans and having a dirty frolick around the universe? Come. To. Mama. I can’t get enough of it. A snarly yet ruggedly handsome man, who just happens to be a vegetarian vampire-shifter and just needs the love of a good woman to get over his horrible past? Gimme gimme gimme.
Okay, this may not be a secret. In fact, I’m sure it isn’t; my love burns too brightly to be contained. I may not always rate the books 5 stars when I review them, but don’t doubt that the flaws that made sure it didn’t get those 5 stars, are probably the reason I picked it up in the first place. Contrary and I suppose unfair as that seems, next time you see a 2 or 3 star review from me, especially when it has a cover that looks like a horny teenage girl with one too many viewings of Star Wars under her belt has created, you’ll probably notice that I guiltily relished every single word.
What draws me to these books? I’m not sure, but they are such blatant escapism that they allow me to turn off my normally highly skeptical and at times hyper critical mind off. Something that when I’m reading something that isn’t (at times) patently absurd, I can’t do. But, when you have massive blue aliens with two cocks (one day, someone will write this…and I will read it gladly!) or aliens with chest vaginas (this one actually happened!) then it’s hard not to either stop reading immediately or turn all higher brain functions off, sit back and enjoy the ride.
So, there’s my reading secret…let me hear all about yours!
Annnnnd I will stop myself there, before I start waxing lyrical about my love of historical romance and fantasy as well; no one needs to know about my elf fantasies. As you can tell, I adore and day dream about most romance genres, and my three big loves are 1) reading about romance 2) writing about romance and 3) talking about romance with my gals. Which, is why I love Under the Covers so much, I get all my bookish needs satisfied and don’t get judged when I talk about my favourite characters like they are real people. Which they are right?