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Men Who Write Romance: What’s up with That?
I just watched one of my favorite movies again — As Good as It Gets with Jack Nicholson as a crotchety old romance author with obsessive compulsive disorder. It made me wonder about something. Men romance writers.
My husband is an author, and he’s been known to inject quite a bit of romance into his books between the whizzing bullets and bad-guy-butt kicking. So why does the concept of a man writing romance seem so strange?
Shakespeare waxed poetic about love. Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina and Pasternak’s Dr. Zhivago are all about love. Cassablanca? Yep, a screenplay written by Julius and Philip Epstein and Howard Koch, based on a play by Murray Burnet. Heck, Erich Segal even *called* his book “Love Story.” And we haven’t even gotten to the poets. Browning. Burns. That utterly disreputable Lord Byron (scandalous!). What happened to make us think it’s strange (or ironically comical, in the case of Nicholson) to find a man penning tales of romance?
This wasn’t the first time I’ve wondered about this. Not even the first time this week. A few nights ago, my seventeen-year-old son, who inherited the writer gene, rushed into the living room in the grip of creative passion and shouted, “Dude! I had the coolest idea for a story. There’s this guy, and he’s from the future, like 2050. The guy goes into a bar…”
“… and says, “Gimme a whiskey. And one for my hoss.”
Apparently kids don’t tell those jokes anymore. “OK,” I say. “So a guy from 2050 goes into a bar…”
The creative fervor resumes, and my son starts pacing the living room, gesturing wildly with his hands. “Well, he goes into the bar, and there’s some kind of time warp in there. Like a hole in the quantum foam –we’d have to look that part up to make it believable—but he goes back to 2010. And the bar’s still there, and the bartender is a woman!”
My turn for crickets.
“And women bartenders are… unusual?” I ask.
“No! I mean the guy *falls in love* with the woman! And they have to figure out how to get him home, but in the mean time, he gets freaked out by the blender and is like, ‘what the hell was that!’ – I mean, heck, sorry—and it’ll be really funny! Isn’t that cool?”
How do you tell someone who is absolutely quivering with creative zeal that their brand new “original” idea was once one of the biggest sub-genres of romance?
Worse–how do you tell your seventeen-year-old son with the Shaggy-from-Scooby-Doo beard and the endless metal music screaming from the Wii Rock Band that he just wrote… a romance novel?
And why is it so strange to think it’s so strange?
What happened to all those guys who have written about love throughout the ages? And where are they when I need them?
Long story short—we plotted out the story. He’s gonna bang keys—uh, start writing—as soon as he gets finished killing zombies on the Wii.
What do you think? What’s with this double standard? Can men write romance? Should they? Would you buy it? Leave me a comment with your answer to win a copy of Submission by Fiona Vance.
And yes, in real life, I am a woman. And I don’t have any OCDs or hate small dogs. Although I do do a great Jack Nicholson impression with a pair of Ray Bans.
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