The problem with having an alpha male brother

I’ve got a new gig blogging once a week about contemporary romance at The Season. Check out my first post, about all the ways my macho brother has ruined romance for me. (And yes, he could have posed for the cover of the Bella Andre novel in the post. Sickening, isn’t it?) Even better, Bev’s… Continue reading The problem with having an alpha male brother

Romance comes to City of London…libraries

You’ve probably heard me complain before about the lack of romance in London. Of course, I’m not talking about the nooks and crannies where lovers can tuck themselves away for a bit of kissing (yeah, I’ve never really done it either), but the dearth of romance novels available to buy. If you go into most… Continue reading Romance comes to City of London…libraries

No poop, dope-smoking amateur detective

Women want men who are financially secure, committed and ready to make babies. This is the conclusion of two Canadian researchers who analyzed 15,019 Harlequin romance novels to see if they match theories of evolutionary psychology. The Guardian says these two educated people speculated that Harlequin titles: would be heavy on words such as baby, father… Continue reading No poop, dope-smoking amateur detective

Save the contemporary . . . again

There’s a new contest running over at Save the Contemporary, courtesy of Smart Bitches and Dear Author. They only run these contests for books they really love. I’ve just read the review on Smart Bitches for Julie James’ Something About You, where Sarah gave it an A-. Pretty impressive! If you’re interested in contemporaries, or… Continue reading Save the contemporary . . . again

Could you love a rake?

Sabrina Jeffries and Sue Grimshaw pose an interesting question over on Borders True Romance today: How do you feel about “real” rakehells in romance, and where would you draw the line? It got me thinking. Actually, it was a question I’d been pondering for awhile, but it’s been on my mind more since I finished… Continue reading Could you love a rake?