On the first Friday of
every month, Novelista Annie Burrows has been sharing a very personal view of
what it is like to be a writer. And is dealing with themes in
alphabetical order. This month, she's reached R...which stands for
Romance!
When
I was at the Romance Writers of America conference in New York this summer, one of the
highlights, for me, was attending the Harlequin booksigning.
In
spite of what anyone may say, Harlequin romances are still incredibly popular,
and if you don't believe me, just look at the queue to get in the door.
Sales
may be down, but a lot of people were extremely keen to get their hands on the
books that were being given away.
I
signed and gave away copies of my Waterloo book, A Mistress for Major
Bartlett, almost continually for the two hours the event went on.
The
only bit of the event I didn't enjoy was when a film crew came along to
interview me.
(I'm
not alone in that - the other authors ducked behind their stacks of books, then
sighed in relief when the crew pounced on me, because I'd been too busy
chatting to a fan to notice them sneaking up)
Anyway,
they cleared a space round my bit of the table, thrust a microphone at me, and
said, in what I felt was a rather challenging manner, "Why do you love
romance?"
My
mind immediately went as blank as the first sheet of paper in a brand new
notebook. After umming and erring for a
while, I came up with something inane along the lines of (I think) "What's
not to like? Doesn't everything in life
mean more when you have someone to share it with?"
The
reason I can't recall what I answered then, is because the crew went off into a
huddle for a bit, then came back to me and said, "Could you say all that
again, only this time look into the camera?"
Silly
me, I'd answered the girl who asked the question, not the guy standing over to
the side with half a ton of equipment strapped to his shoulder.
Anyway,
by this time I was somewhat irritated. Because
I still couldn't come up with a clever, witty, answer off the top of my
head. And I felt a bit resentful that I
had to defend my position as a writer of romance. And as anyone who's ever tried to take a
photo of me will confirm, I have an extremely expressive face. So I don't think the second attempt to get a
soundbite from me would have been any good either. Not to judge by the tight smiles on their
faces as they shuffled away, anyhow.
But
now, three months later, I have finally decided what I should have said. (Not that I've been lying awake at night
going over and over how stupid I must have looked or anything)
As
well as working out why I was annoyed at their slightly contemptuous
attitude. As if loving romance was
somehow an odd thing for me to do.
All you have to do, I should
have said, is to turn on the radio, to hear that love and romance is on just
about everyone else's mind too. There
may be the occasional song that reaches a top slot in the charts about
Medicinal Compound, or digging a hole in the ground, but the vast majority of
popular songs are about love and romance.
Even the most cynical of news hounds would have to admit that finding a
soul mate, that special someone who will understand you, support you, and share
all life's trials with you, is extremely important to a lot of people. And that without that special someone, life
can feel bleak and pointless.
And nobody goes round asking
pop stars why they love romance, and sing about it, do they? It's just accepted. Applauded even. Programmes like the X factor or Pop Idol rely
on the fact that huge numbers of young people want to get up on stage and sing
about how much they long for the object of their affection to notice them, or
to bewail the fact that their heart has been badly broken.
Has anyone gone up to Adele,
or Sam Smith, and asked them why they sing about romance? And made them defend their choice to do
so? And imply that they would somehow be
more worthy if they sang about crime, or the human condition? I don't think so.
So why is writing stories
about romance regarded by the press, so often, as being somehow a bit silly,
when singing about love and romance is not?
If I could write poetry, or
hold a tune in a bucket, maybe I'd be up there singing about how wonderful it
is to fall in love, or how badly it hurts when it all goes pear shaped. (Or if I could stand being in front of a
camera!) Instead, I write about people
going through the entire process of striving to find their happy ever after, in
prose.
And what's wrong (to quote Sir Paul McCartney) with that?
If you enjoy reading romance, you can find a Annie's backlist on her website.
Her next book, The Captain's Christmas Bride, will be out in December, and can already be pre-ordered from Amazon
Great response, Annie. May I borrow it next time I'm asked that question?
ReplyDeleteOf course you can Amelia! x
DeleteHear, hear, Annie!
ReplyDeletethanks Elizabeth.
DeleteJust found this blog. Wonderful, and loved this piece about why write romance. I've had that question too. I agree with every word you say, Annie.
ReplyDeletethanks Freda!
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