Damn straight. I love a well written romance, with or without a steamy sex scene.
When someone discovers I’m a writer, I find myself bracing for the inevitable question.
“What do you write?”
If you haven’t realized this by now, I write romance. Is this a bad thing? No, I certainly don’t think so. But I get the feeling sometimes people frown upon my choice of writing stories that slide neatly into the romance genre.
Romance itself isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. I’m aware of this. I don’t judge those who prefer literary, non-fiction, fantasy, or horror, so why all the negativity toward my preference for romance.
“Oh, it’s unrealistic.”
“You must be so lonely you need to read romance to make up for not having a boyfriend.”
“You like reading all that smut.”
Seriously, we’re going to go down that road?
First of all, I’m happily married. Reading romance does NOT give me a delusional image of what a relationship should be like. It…
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