Do you known how difficult it is to keep up with her new releases and still have time to reread old favorites? Good God, the woman writes faster than I can breathe with my heaving bosom. I might not own every single Nora Roberts book ever written but it isn’t for lack of effort on my part. I’ve had it with all of the pea-brained writers that act like only cat-people have the taste to also read romance. Tune in next time for another round of, How many tired cliches of romance snippery can you fit in one lame article? with your host, “Whomever thinks they’ve got a clue about romance but knows jackall about it.Īs a single woman who does not own cats but loves her two dogs, I feel distinctly discriminated against. Kavehkar, let me know when you’re ready to bring it, because then I’ll be ready to take you seriously. Because nothing says “innovation” like being uninformed, ignorant and lame! Ms. SWEET DELICIOUS IRONY: this article is from the Berkeley Beacon, the newspaper of the Emerson College, where they’re “Bringing innovation to Communication and the Arts.”
(I’m going to need some Tic Tacs after all this drinking.) I think Nora’s got some hot marketing potential here: “Nora Roberts: Bigger Than Tic Tacs.” This one is just pure chortling gold: Author Nora Roberts is known for her grocery store check-out aisle fame, her books typically picked up by single ladies and accompanied by nine tins of cat food. Required snide mention of Nora Roberts: DRINK MORE! Obligatory reference to romance readers as lonely, boring women: DRINK!Įqually important depiction of romance readers as women who have many, many cats: DRINK MORE! Reference to nausea as appropriate response to happiness: DRINK! NASCAR and romance have a lot in common, though: dismissed by outsiders as dreck for the unintelligent, yet made up of fascinatingly brilliant people with incredible intellect and creativity. Tangent Question: which is easier to mock, NASCAR or romance? I think it may be a close tie, but both parties are going to laugh all the way to the bank so you have fun with your flaccid humor. Third, that’s the best you got? Come on, I got half a flask left here. Poor dear, was that all you could manage? I don’t think you’ve read the books in question past the back cover copy. So yeah, doing the same to romances? First, not a review. Three women living in the rural South explore the many layers of life women face living in the rural South. Jesus’ half-baked buddy gets all asshurt when he’s forced to live in a motel and write his memoirs. Reviews that aren’t really reviews but instead plot summaries of dubious grammatical construction: DRINK!ĭid you know that any book, regardless of it’s social status and intellectual cache, can be reduced to fascination levels previously achieved only by lukewarm yogurt? So true: just summarize the plot points badly. It’s a clusterfuck of cliche up in here, up in here. Ok: let’s read on past the headline, which someone spent copious hours on, I’m sure. We’re going to judge the book by its cover! Because the covers are SO lame (yes, sometimes they are) and it’s SO funny how they’re all SO LAME.Įxcept for the part where you’ve already outed yourself as being a steaming pile of imaginationless dookie. So let’s see how many lame and tired points of insult Kimya Kavehkar comes up with before she runs out of column inches: Judging Romance Novels By Their Steamy Covers! While multiple-mullet salutes have been found with increasing frequency, it’s still cheap and easy humor, akin to blonde jokes and snide comments about overweight people, to slap at romance novels, and of course the women who read them. Grab a flask and play along: it’s time to get head-weaving drunk with “Someone Without A Clue Reviews Romance: the Drinking Game!”
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