Kate Beaton, on all the Austen & monster remixes
I haven't read any of the Jane Austen vs. Zombies Pirates Sea Monsters, etc. books, but I'd totally read that book in the last strip in a heartbeat.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Kate Beaton, on all the Austen & monster remixes
I haven't read any of the Jane Austen vs. Zombies Pirates Sea Monsters, etc. books, but I'd totally read that book in the last strip in a heartbeat.
Started a new book this morning and just came across the phrase "as her eyes washed over the jar."
My mind went to a really creepy place.
Hee. Nothing like waves of eyes flowing over things.
"Or taken literally, incredibly gross."
Funny thing is, this is another one of those "love stories written by men, so of course they must be deeper and have more meaning," books. But unlike a Nicholas Sparks book, this one is actually quite good. (Fireworks Over Toccoa by Jeffrey Stepakoff.) Great setting/era, in post-D-Day 1945 and the premise for the story is well thought-out. The author has written quite a bit for film and television so he can craft a nice story, but again, I find myself thinking, had this been written by a woman, it might have been published, but not in hardcover and it wouldn't have gotten front table placement at B&N.
(And most editors of my acquaintance would not have allowed the washing eyes.)
But still, it's a good read with which to unwind.
Question for the reading hive mind:
Why is a romance/love story written by a woman so looked down upon while a love story/romance written by a man is considered stunning work of sensitivity and a revelation?
(And yes, I deliberately reversed the terms separated by a slash.)
You say that like it's a bad thing.
Because men are special flowers and women are that damned "horde of scribbling women."
Barb, you saw the Brontësaurus commercial, right?
Why is a romance/love story written by a woman so looked down upon while a love story/romance written by a man is considered stunning work of sensitivity and a revelation?
Because a man expressing emotion (whether via the written word or spoken word) is considered an act of God, while women -- well, you know *women.* We're ALWAYS spewing all of our silly little emotions EVERYWHERE, because we're such emotional creatures who can't control our crazy hormonal fee-fees! Just because a woman writes a book full of emotions is no big thing, because it's just a different venue through which the silly little woman can spew forth her silly little feelings. A dime a dozen, women's feelings are.
But men's feelings! My god, more rare and precious than unobtainium! And should be heralded and treasured as such!
...or so I assume. But my fee-fees might be clouding the issue.