"Or taken literally, incredibly gross."
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Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
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."
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.
I would think a good part of it would be novelty and that gives it a marketing angle to play upon--oh hey, this is written by a man, that's different. Doesn't make it fair, but don't most things in publishing come down to money?
A dime a dozen, women's feelings are.
Can I have my $45,761,907.20 now, please? Thanks.
Barb, you saw the Brontësaurus commercial, right?
I did, Tom-- it's been making the rounds of all the writing blogs and twitterverse. I think what makes it so funny, aside from the spot-on parody of the children's toy commercials, is the fact that there's still more than a few grains of truth to how publishing works/thinks.