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April 7th: "Could Have"

Could Have
by Wisława Szymborska
(translated from the Polish by Stanisław Barańczak and Clare Cavanagh)

It could have happened.
It had to happen.
It happened earlier. Later.
Nearer. Farther off.
It happened, but not to you.

You were saved because you were the first.
You were saved because you were the last.
Alone. With others.
On the right. The left.
Because it was raining. Because of the shade.
Because the day was sunny.

You were in luck–there was a forest.
You were in luck–there were no trees.
You were in luck–a rake, a hook, a beam, a brake,
a jamb, a turn, a quarter inch, an instant.
You were in luck–just then a straw went floating by.

As a result, because, although, despite.
What would have happened if a hand, a foot,
within an inch, a hairsbreadth from
an unfortunate coincidence.

So you’re here? Still dizzy from another dodge, close shave, reprieve?
One hole in the net and you slipped through?
I couldn’t be more shocked or speechless.
Listen,
how your heart pounds inside me.

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This is a type of love poem I adore for reasons I don’t totally understand–the love poem that you don’t realize is a love poem at all until the end. Do you know any like that?

April 6th: "Mary Hynes"

I didn’t do this on purpose, but here’s another one that’s more about the poet and his poetry than it is about his girlfriend. Why are there so many of these? Or do I just collect those without realizing it because I’m a writer? I still love it, regardless.

While digging through my copy of Sound and Sense for this one, I came across this gem: “Accurate determination of tone, therefore, is extremely important, whether in the reading of poetry or the interpretation of a woman’s ‘No.'” Wow.

“Mary Hynes (After the Irish of Raftery)” by Padraic Fallon.

April is poetry month

April is poetry month! In honor of that I’m going to be sharing a poem about love every day through the month. Except for yesterday, because I forgot. (Most of them will be love poems, but not all.)

I want to hear what you think of them–whether you like them, whether you think they capture part of the experience of love. And please, comment or email me (rose@roselerner.com) with your own favorite love poems, because I’m not sure I’ve got thirty! Poems not by white men especially sought, because that’s mostly what I’ve got.

I’ll start off with this amazing poem my friend Sonia shared last Valentine’s Day.

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“I Was Trying to Describe You to Someone” by Richard Brautigan.

Angry heroines, part 1/2

There’s been a really interesting conversation going around about “unlikeable” heroines. I think it started over at Dear Author, and just yesterday a great post by Tracy Grant went up at History Hoydens. There was a quote in that that got me thinking:

“But more seriously, I think it [why anti-heroines are so intriguing] is in large part that they often are characters who break rules and defy conventions. That’s part of the appeal of anti-heroes as well, but I think there’s something particularly interesting about women who defy conventions in an historical setting in which there are so many restrictions on a woman’s role.”

This conversation feels especially relevant to me because Serena, the heroine of my next book, Lily Among Thorns, could potentially be considered an “unlikeable heroine.” I like her a lot, of course, but she’s prickly and defensive and not always fair, because she’s had a hard life and been treated badly by a lot of people and she’s angry. It seems like fairly often, that’s what “unlikeable” boils down to–angry.

I’m a pretty angry person. I’m also a happy person, and I think a compassionate one, but the compassion is partly something I’ve worked on and developed because it’s important to me, not necessarily something that came naturally to me as a kid. My natural response to a lot of things is anger, and I’ve always felt guilty and ashamed of that, because girls aren’t supposed to be angry. Or at least, girls aren’t supposed to express anger. But there’s a William Blake poem my mom used to quote to me growing up:

“I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath; my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not; my wrath did grow.”

I’ve had this experience so many times–I’ll be angry at a friend of mine for something stupid, something little, but I won’t want to tell them for fear of being a bitch or hurting their feelings, I’ll think, “I shouldn’t care about this, I’ll just wait and it’ll pass.” Sometimes that works, but sometimes it doesn’t. When I was younger, I lost a couple of friendships that way, because I didn’t say anything and didn’t say anything until the anger turned into resentment and after a while, that was all I could feel about that person.

In recent years I’ve gotten better about bringing something up (as tactfully and kindly as I can figure out how to do!) if it continues to bother me after a few days, but it’s still hard for me. I’m still afraid to do it, and I still feel so guilty for wanting to, for being unable to simply close the door on my anger and make it go away.

But if you don’t express anger, it doesn’t magically go away. It grows until it consumes you. If you aren’t allowed to express it, well. So many unlikeable heroines, anti-heroines, and villainesses come down to that–they’re angry, and their anger has come, in some way, to define them.

That is Becky Sharp’s real crime, isn’t it? That she had a tough childhood, that no one ever protected her or took care of her, and her response to that is to put herself first, to become hard–in contrast to Amelia, who’s compared to a “flower that smells the sweeter for being crushed.”

Villainesses like Milady or Becky Sharp, it seems like, accept that they can’t openly express their anger, so they express it in disturbing, hidden ways, through manipulation, passive aggression, sugar-coated insults, lies, and in some cases, violence and murder. It’s not healthy or admirable, but I’ll admit to an instinctive sympathy. I like reading about it.

But what I love even more is the unlikeable heroine, because often she does express her anger. Like Tracy Grant says, she breaks the rules, defies convention, and accepts the consequences. She insists on being true to who she is, and not pretending to feel differently.

And what I love even more than that is the hero who responds to that, who genuinely respects and likes the heroine’s anger. Sure, it’s a transparent fantasy of love and acceptance, but isn’t that what romance novels are for sometimes?

Are you comfortable expressing anger? How do you feel about angry female characters? And do you have any flaws (or things that could be considered flaws, anyway) that you like to see mirrored in romance heroines?

(I’m working on Part 2 of this post right now, in the form of a list of my favorite angry heroines. I can’t wait to hear about yours!)

Edit: Part 2 is here.

Why is this night different from all other nights?

1. In for a Penny is now available as a B&N ebook and a Kindle book! I haven’t seen it on FictionWise or AllRomance yet, but I’m sure it will be up in the next few days.

2. My friend Sonia and I watched High Plains Invaders, the SciFi original movie set in a little Western town where James Marsters (Spike from Buffy) is a train robber who fights Uranium-eating aliens.

Overall, it was an extremely satisfying movie-watching experience. The visual western/alien stuff was cool, the actors were charming (I was especially fond of the overly-aggressive lady bounty hunter), and nobody acted like an idiot who wasn’t supposed to.

The film was shot in Romania so the movie didn’t have that bright sunlight that’s such an important convention of the Western, but I sort of liked the foggy atmosphere.

The historical stuff could have been better–everyone’s gun seemed to have way more shots and be more advanced than I was expecting, and a geeky Amazon review confirmed my instincts (“Several characters carry double-action Smith & Wesson revolvers that hadn’t even been invented by 1892. A number of revolvers used in the film (King Cobra, etc) aren’t in sync with the time period, most of townsmen and bounty hunters alike would have been carrying a single-action Colt Peacemaker”).

It was also inexplicable to me why one of the characters was mining uranium in such large quantities in 1892. According to Wikipedia, it was used for tinting in pottery and glass, and also in early photography, but that’s about it. The character even SAYS “there’s no established market for it,” but never explains what he wants it for. Maybe to add to his rare minerals collection? He also knew it was radioactive despite that not being discovered until 1896.

(Also, I’m pretty offended by the Amazon product description of James Marsters’s character as an “honorable Indian-fighter,” but don’t worry, it’s completely inaccurate. Yes, he has PTSD from the French and Indian Wars which led to him robbing trains “just to feel alive” (!), but it’s because of having to follow dishonorable orders from his superior officers, possibly involving torture? Nothing to do with evil Indians or anything.)

The ending was a little anti-climactic, probably because they didn’t have the budget for a really good effect. Still, I totally recommend it to anyone who likes costume drama monster movies, and I will definitely be giving away a DVD copy in a contest at some point.

3. Happy Passover, everyone! Tonight is the first night, and I have friends coming over for a seder (the Passover ceremony and meal). My flanken (beef short ribs) soup is on the stove, smelling delicious. This is my first year hosting a seder, and I’m pretty excited. Here’s my family’s version of the prayer that’s said over the matzoh at Passover.

This is the bread of affliction
which our ancestors ate in the land of Egypt.
All who are hungry, let them come and eat.
All who are in want, let them come and celebrate Passover with us.
Once we were slaves; now we are free.
This year there are still slaves and oppressed people in the world.
Next year, may we all be free.

I have always wanted to see a mummy in a bowler hat

First: I want to congratulate all the Golden Heart and RITA finalists. I am so proud of all my fellow GSRWA (Greater Seattle Romance Writers of America) and Beau Monde (the Regency RWA chapter) members and Dorchester authors who finalled!

Second: I posted at The Season about my ideas for costume drama monster movies during my blog tour.  Since then, I’ve discovered two (2) such movies!  I can’t wait to see them.

1. “High Plains Invaders“!

A sci-fi western! How did I miss this when it came out? This is what I get for not keeping up with James Marsters’s (Spike from Buffy) career! Also, is that a robot, or an alien, or an alien robot or robot alien or what?

2. My friend Gwen Mitchell sent me this one: It’s Les aventures extraordinaires d’Adèle Blanc-Sec, a new Luc Besson film. IMDb says it’s “an adventure set in the early party of the 20th century and focused on a popular novelist and her dealings with would-be suitors, the cops, monsters, and other distractions.”

Clearly the costume drama monster movie is An Idea Whose Time Has Come.

As a final note, Lori Lyn interviewed me (and a few other awesome Seattle romance writers!) for an article in the Emerald City Romantic Quarterly, which is the GSRWA newsletter. (I had some trouble with the online format, but if you can figure it out, my Q&A is on page 41. I talk about my workspace, my favorite comfort food, In for a Penny obviously, and also how I haven’t done my laundry or cleaned in a while because I haven’t really learned to manage having a full-time job AND being a published author AND having a social life yet. Gripping stuff, really.)

Unlike some other Robin Hoods, I can speak with an English accent

Eek!  This is my first ever blog post with WordPress.  I’m a little intimidated by all the options, to be honest.  But I love having the blog right on my site, and I LOVE threaded commenting.    Oh threaded commenting how I missed you!  Can someone with more WP experience than me tell me if it e-mails people when someone replies directly to their comment, the way livejournal does?

Those of you who’ve read In for a Penny may remember the Ambreys’ fondness for “The Ballad of Captain Kidd.”  Alert reader Barb (I read the complete works of Dave Barry at a formative age, I am giving in to the instinct to say “alert reader” right now) sent me this awesome video of “Great Big Sea” performing the song:

Isn’t the singer cute?  He kind of reminds me of Christian Kane.  Barb informs me he is going to play Alan-a-Dale in some new version of Robin Hood.  There can never be enough versions of Robin Hood, I believe this in my soul.  Especially if you cast Russell Crowe as Robin Hood.  There had better be tights, is all I’m saying.  And they’re giving Eleanor of Aquitaine a part!  One of my top issues with the Errol Flynn version (I have a number of issues with that movie even though I adore it) is this “Longchamps is regent” stuff.  No!  Richard and John’s MOTHER was regent when Richard was gone, and she was awesome.

I am saddened by the lack of Guy of Guisborne, but no one could ever measure up to Basil Rathbone’s performance anyway.  (I’m kidding…maybe?  Not sure.  I have liked other Sir Guys, but Basil Rathbone was one of my very first celebrity crushes, when I was in middle school.  I still love him.  Did you know Daphne du Maurier had a crush on him when he worked in her father’s theater troupe as a young man?  I wonder how she felt about his periwig in the movie of Frenchman’s Creek.  I felt pretty awful about it.)

And this may actually be my favorite part: Mathew Macfadyen is going to be the Sheriff of Nottingham. I hope they keep to the traditional bumbling characterization, because if they do that will be adorable.

Let’s talk Robin Hood!  Which is your favorite Robin Hood retelling (book or movie)?  Who’s your favorite character?  Do you like tights?  Why the heck does Peter Pan have the exact same outfit in the Disney movie, no, seriously, why?  What do you think of that whole “robbing from the rich and giving to the poor” thing, anyway?

I believe I must date it from my first seeing his beautiful Canadian wilderness at Pemberley.

1. A number of people have been asking me about e-books for In for a Penny. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to figure this one out; the deal is that Dorchester’s e-book program is still a little new and the releases aren’t quite simultaneous yet. But the e-book version is being uploaded to our distributor this week! After that it is up to the individual websites when it’s available for purchase. Some sites are slower than others, but it should be available most places (All Romance, Books on Board, B&N, Sony, Amazon, etc.) at least by the end of the month. Thanks for your patience!

2. I may have mentioned this once or twice, but I’m a huge Kate Beaton fangirl. She was at the Emerald City ComiCon this weekend so I headed over to meet her! There was a pretty long line at her table, which made me both sad (I had to wait in it) and happy (Kate Beaton is successful!). She did a little drawing for everyone, which was incredibly generous of her, and mine is fabulous! I know she likes both Paul Gross and Jane Austen, so I asked for something about Paul Gross making a Jane Austen adaptation.

He’s also one of those artists who likes to write, produce, direct, compose the soundtrack, and star in his own movies, and…sometimes the results are not as great as the stuff where he just acts. (For example, in his curling movie Men With Brooms, the end credits roll over an original song called “Kiss You Till You Weep.” Who thinks that’s romantic? Show of hands?) So the idea of him, say, remaking Pride and Prejudice is hilarious to me. Anyway, here’s what she drew:

A Mountie bowing to a Regency lady.

The scan isn’t great (sorry!), but he’s saying “Excuse me, ma’am, I heard you were looking for a husband. Allow me to assist.” And underneath she wrote “Best movie of all time?” Answer: YES.

3. For Wodehouse fans: What if Bertie Wooster were secretly Batman?

4. I’ve been having great luck with romances recently. I just read Bound by Your Touch, Proof by Seduction, and Something About You, and loved them all. Which is actually partially a lead-in to me reminding you that if you want book recommendations from me, you can follow my reviews at Goodreads! (I say “book recommendations” because that’s what I’m using it for–I have no problem with readers openly critiquing or even mocking books they don’t enjoy, so long as they avoid ad hominem attacks on the author, but as a writer I think it would be kind of unprofessional of me to do it myself. If I don’t like something, I just won’t review it.) I won’t be talking about what I’m reading much on the blog, but I love talking about books, so feel free to friend me and I’ll friend you back!

Her bosom swelled

Penultimate guest blog! I did a Q&A with Gerri Russell over at the Chatelaines blog today. I talk about my writing process, the embarrassing yet hilarious things I wrote in high school, and what I do in my free time. And I’m giving away another book in the comments. Here’s a sample:

GR: What influenced you to write about Regency England?

RL: I’ve always been a fan of romance in the comedy of manners tradition. Which mostly translates to “I love banter,” and Regency romance usually has plenty of that. I imprinted on the era early: my mother read me the complete works of Jane Austen in fifth grade, and a friend loaned me my first Georgette Heyer when I was thirteen. We made dozens of trips to the bookstore to buy Regency romances together over the next four years and even exchanged in-character letters between Regency debutante friends like the ones in Sorcery and Cecelia. (I’m sure they were mostly awful, but we thought they were brilliant and hilarious. I remember in one of our favorite scenes, her character’s hero opened his snuffbox with a delicate flick of his wrist–very common in old-skool Regencies–and accidentally spilled snuff all over her dress.) So it’s probably not surprising that it’s what I started writing. Plus, I think the clothes are sexy.

Check it out!

That “delicate flick of his wrist” thing was a running joke with us, actually. We had a whole series of them, but right now the only other one I can remember was we would say “Her bosom swelled” (another common sentence in old-skool Regency romances) and then make gestures like our breasts were exploding. And then laugh really hard. We were a sophisticated lot.

Tell me about an in-joke you and your friends had when you were a kid. Do you still think it’s funny?