Remember the A/V room in high school? Here’s my version – and no, I’m not making out with my husband in there. I’ve collected my radio, print, web and video appearances in one convenient spot. All the cool kids hang out in the A/V room, right? Right.
CNET published a video in which reporter Molly Wood gave As a big proponent of digital reading and the right to read whatever the hell you want without anyone commenting upon it, I had something to say about that.
(HA! Best thumbnail frame ever! Thanks YouTube – and to Jane Litte from Dear Author and Gena Showalter for their help.
At 2009, Bat Segundo, better known as Ed “Mastermind” Champion, interviewed me about the conference proceedings and the lack of women both at the conference and represented in the panels that day. Read More…
On April 11, 2009, Candy and I were guests on NPR’s All Things Considered Weekend Edition, talking about romance, Bosoms, and book recommendations – and convincing the host to try a romance novel.
Smart Bitches on NPRListen now! Click the play button above.
You can read a transcript online, and check out additional materials, including a flow chart from the book and additional audio on the NPR site.
Update: she did! And she liked it!
So…I decided to try another of your faves, Lord of Scoundrels. I proudly displayed that cheesy ripped-bodice cover (and what’s with the swirly pink title font?) on the DC Metro. I was so into it I missed my stop. TWICE. I started to resent any demands on my time that weren’t Lord of Scoundrels. Like work. And motherhood.
When I was done, and the spell was broken, I tried to figure out why I had been so spellbound. The swaggering hero brought low by a woman who wasn’t afraid of him? The super hot sex scenes (in other words, swaggering hero brought low by a woman who wasn’t afraid of him)? I think, actually, it was the fact that the author seemed to not take herself or her characters too seriously. I think maybe that’s why I was so willing (before I was enlightened by you bitches) to dismiss Romance novels as crap—all that throbbing loins and pulsing womanhood seemed so deadly earnest and tedious.
So, I tried another Loretta Chase, Not Quite a Lady. Loved it. I love that her female leads are unapologetically delighted by sex. I love that the male leads find that hot, not suspect. The books were similar, but different enough that I stayed interested.
So thank you, bitches, for knocking off some of my blind assumptions. I think romance novels for me are like warm chocolate donuts: a steady diet would be a little much, but now and then they’re exactly what you want.