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“Does it occur to you that the reason why Matt came after you was that he was tired of the façade? He wanted you, not someone he’d seen in a magazine or on a TV show. He wants someone he can be who he is with.”

“He takes over.”

“He takes care of the women he loves.”

“It’s suffocating.”

“You’re just making excuses now.” Emily let out a long sigh. “Do you want to spend the rest of your life running? He’ll spend the rest of his life chasing you.”

This is a conversation between two sisters in Julie Brannagh’s Rushing Amy.

Here’s part of the blurb for the book:

Matt – an ex-NFL star – lives by a playbook—his playbook. He never thought his toughest opponent would come in the form of a stunning florist with a stubborn streak to match his own. Since meeting Amy in the bar after her sister’s wedding, he’s known there’s something between them. After she refuses—again and again—to go out with him, Matt will do anything to win her heart … But will Amy, who has everything to lose, let the clock run out on the one-yard line?

So, Amy feels like this dude crosses line and breaks boundaries (which he definitely does, despite how clearly Amy sets them) and her sister’s response is: “But he loves you, so it’s ok. And even if you do try to get out of this relationship, he’s not gonna let you.” GROSS.

The reviews for the books at Amazon, though, praise Matt’s “alpha male” persona and the fact that Amy holds her own for a lot of the novel. I mainly just found watching Amy hold her own to be emotionally exhausting.


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Yesterday I wrote about Brenda Novak’s Coulda Been A Cowboy and how I was disappointed that the NFL-centered story perpetuated the cultural myth of the scheming woman who lies about being raped.

Well, today I am cleansing my palette by writing about Brad Vance’s Given The Circumstances.

This novel follows two male athletes from their junior year in college through their professional careers, showing how they navigate both the world of pro sports and their own personal lives as gay men in a long-term relationship.

I just loved the story. It’s beautiful and heartbreaking but also hopeful.

But it’s also very topical. And Vance is responding directly to the conversation around NFL players and homophobia.

Here are some of the best quotes:

You can beat a dog or a wife or a man in a bar but kiss another man and they’ll never let you play football.


Jacob snorted. “I doubt that. All those men grabbing ass, snapping each other with towels, showering together, wrestling each other to the ground? You gonna tell me there’s nothing gay about that?”

“Ha. Yeah, but that’s why they’re so freaked out about the gayness, right? Because it’s all so…”

“Full of repressed homoeroticism.”

“Yeah, that. So homoerotic that if any of them broke the rules and really were homo, it would spoil the fun.”


“Watch out for promophobia is all.”

“For what?”

“Professional athlete homophobia. You know. What happens when a bunch of guys spend so much naked time together, share hotel rooms, lots of body contact on the field.”

“So they’re always saying ‘no homo’ because it’s all pretty gay.”

There was something about reading these things coming out of the mouths of characters who in the NFL, not feminists or sports/cultural critics analyzing from the outside. I think there was something powerful about that reality being juxtaposed with a gay relationship that was loving, if not perfect or always healthy.


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Much of the discussion around sexual assault and romance focuses on two things: 1) women’s desire to be controlled or dominated during sexual situations in ways that mirror or even attempt to recreate sexual violence; and 2) how rape scenarios between two protagonists can serve to free the woman into exploring sex in ways that society deems troublesome without ever having to *choose* to do so. A lot of great pieces have been written around these topics.

But then there are times where rape culture, like that mythical stranger in the bushes waiting to attack, jumps out from nowhere and smacks you in the face while you are reading a novel you otherwise think is okay.

This was my experience a couple of days ago as I was plugging along through Brenda Novak’s Coulda Been A Cowboy. The basic plot is that a famous NFL wide receiver, after a public scandal in which he pays off the mother of his child to hand over the child to him, escapes to a small Idaho town. The nanny he hires to watch his son, whom the NFL player cannot manage, eventually steals the father’s heart.

The wide receiver has a terrible and toxic relationship with his son’s mother, though. And she is painted only as a manipulative and greedy liar. Her worst offense of the many is that she falsely accuses the NFL player with sexual assault.

This is what he says to the nanny when they are discussing the mother’s accusations:

Of course she’s lying. That’s all she ever does. But once a woman makes that kind of claim, a guy has no way to defend himself. How can I prove I didn’t do anything wrong? It’s more sensational to think I’m some sort of predator, so once the press gets hold of it, my reputation will be completely destroyed. I can’t even point to all the things she did before she met me without coming off like I’m claiming she deserved it.

Experts believe that somewhere between 2 to 8% of rape claims may be false. This plot line feeds the false idea that women lie often about being raped in order to manipulate a man. And we view this only from the point of view of character we are conditioned to empathize with. Of course, we also know that the woman is lying.

It’s also ridiculous this idea that “my reputation will be completely destroyed.” What about Mike Tyson? Kobe Bryant? Ben Roethlisberger?

This part of the book ruined this for me. I thought of the many women who will read this, survivors of sexual violence, and see yet again how society paints them.


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One of my favorite blogs about romance is “Romance Novels For Feminists.” There’s a part of me that is flat-out jealous that I didn’t think of that site first. But then there’s a much bigger part of me that looks at the quality of Jackie Horne’s work on the site and is just flat-out thankful that she writes about the intersection of feminism and romance so thoughtfully.

Her latest post is about race in romance novels, specifically looking at interracial couples. And it’s worth an entire read. Here’s a snippet:

Is there no room in the genre for romances that gesture toward, or even confront, the difficulties that interracial couples might face in our purportedly post-racial society? Not only from social and institutional prejudices and stereotypes, but also from the different kinds of privilege that those from different races have been, through their own upbringings, taught to expect from life and love? Are there romances out there that draw attention to disparities of privilege, even while they celebrate couples that work to negotiate relationships in spite of them?

She goes on to answer those questions through a close reading of the work of Nina Perez.


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I’m not really interested in the covers of romance novels, partly because I read a lot of e-books and also because they do seem silly.

But hey, even I have to give props to the cover or Kate Donovan’s latest book, Playing for Keeps, which I began reading last night.

Those. abs.

The male protagonist in the book is “gorgeous football star Johnny Spurling.” Abs and athletes reminds me that the Olympics in Sochi began today and I have a Tumblr to celebrate olympic abs. Enjoy.


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Summary of the plot:

Amelia, a former skating champion and now a professional skater in a traveling show, is hired to teach Hollywood heartthrob and lothario, Shane, how to skate for his next movie role. After an initial tense few practices, they find they rather like each other and enter into a relationship. But they both struggle with strained families and old behaviors that threaten their relationship.

My review:

I’ll be honest. I expected this to be a light-hearted sports romance and I was pleased that the woman was an athlete (pretty rare in sports romances). But damn if it didn’t turn and get heavy. VERY heavy. Too heavy. I would even say melodramatic by the point where the two have their falling out (trope alert!).

Definitely not what expected and I can’t say I was thrilled with the direction the book went. It just felt like it was…too much.

Rachel Cross’ website. You can purchase Spiraling here.

[NOTE: I received an advanced reader’s copy of this novel from Crimson Romance]


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I recently read Barbara Wallace’s The Man Behind The Mask, which is a cute book about a long-time assistant and her boss falling in love:

A weekend to change everything…

Delilah St. Germaine fell for New York’s most in-demand bachelor, Simon Cartwright, the moment she began working for him. Four years later, her heart still flutters every time he saunters into the office—much to her frustration. He’s so far out of her reach it’s embarrassing!

Thrown together with him for a working weekend, Delilah glimpses the cracks in Simon’s glittering facade. Now she’s tasted the sweetness of his kisses, she’s determined to uncover the secrets he’s hiding and learn who the real Simon Cartwright is. But will innocent Delilah’s life ever be the same once the truth is revealed?

The book was just published January 1 by Harlequin Romance. I give it 3 (out of 5) stars.

But it did have one of those scenes that I highlight only because it gets under my skin. The I-Like-A-Woman-Who-Eats-Scene:

“Now, that’s what I like to see,” he said. “A woman who’s not shy about eating.”

Popping a dangling piece of cheese in her mouth, she told him, “Smells too good to be obsessive.”

“It’s still refreshing. Most of the women I know refuse to be seen eating in public. Did you know Finland refused to order anything in a restaurant other than mixed greens and sparkling water?”

“Sounds like you need to date a different type of woman.”

It reminds me of Mary, the character the beautiful and very thin Cameron Diaz played in There’s Something About Mary. A big part of her pull for men was that she liked to drink non-lite beer and eat hot dogs off of sticks.

This is such a grating trope because it chastises women for doing what they can to fit into society’s beauty standards even as almost all parts of our pop culture continues to push that exact beauty standards, including – I may add – many romance novels.

Does how a woman eats need to be part of why someone falls in love with her?

[If you want to read more in depth about this, this post by Jenny Trout has a great post about this type of phenomenon with America’s current sweetheart, Jennifer Lawrence: “Jennifer Lawrence body shames you more than you might have realized.“]


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The 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi, Russia begin tomorrow. And as athletes and journalists arrive, they are filling up their Instagram and Twitter accounts with images of the, let’s say, less than comfortable accommodations.

Something should come out of this funny but not-really-funny-if-you-have-to-use-these-spaces situation.

And that could be – nay, SHOULD BE a hot romance novel.

The tweet below is by Stephen Whyno (@SWhyno), an NHL reporter for The Canadian Press.

(via this Deadspin article)

The caption he gave it: “One of rooms Canada men’s hockey team will stay in.”

In response to this image, romance novelist Vanessa North (@VanessaNWrites) tweeted, “Is it wrong i just wrote an m/m/m hockey romance in my head?”

Here’s a prompt to get us all started: three best friends on their national team decide to bunk together while in Sochi. The heater breaks. They are forced to push those tiny beds together and cuddle to stay warm.

And now, let your imagination run wild…