It’s Near The Bottom, In Small Print…
Friday, August 31st, 2007Erotic romance is ‘the thing’ at the moment, with all of its variety and sub-genres. Everything from bondage to butt-plugs to vampires to male/male to navy seals to navel rings…if it’s hot, it’s “in”.
But while watching a favorite old movie last weekend, I had to pause and ask myself a question.
The movie was “The Ghost and Mrs. Muir”. (And even if you’re not a fan of the old black-and-whites, it’s worth watching. It may be one of the most beautiful love stories ever filmed, and if it doesn’t move you it’s time for a cardio-check.)
The thing that grabbed me during this particular viewing was that there was a complete lack of physical contact, yet throughout the film their feeling and passion for each other was palpable. No sex, no kissing, not even so much as a touching of hands.
And I began to wonder…
Could I possibly write a romance, a truly heart-felt thing with all the emotion, doubt, chills, and anguish of love without some physical expression of those feelings—and actually keep a reader captive for the length of a book?
(BTW…I’m not talking about simply ‘closing the door’, or publisher-restricted actions, such as “they can order a bucket of chicken, but you can’t mention the word ‘thigh’)”.
I’m talking about the feeling of romance. Strictly romance.
Of course, I’m not sure I’d want to. I enjoy writing about all possible aspects of a relationship, when possible.
But I must confess—it is a challenging idea. Quite a stretch of the writing muscles, going from one extreme to the other.
I may have to try it one day.
Why didn’t anyone ever tell me that masochism was a requirement for this job?! ![]()






