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I have a confession to make.
I fell down a rabbit hole of trashy romance novels, and I’m just now fighting my way out. I discovered a fantastic site called Dear Author, where a number of bloggers review romance novels of all stripes (including my beloved ‘paranormal romances’ by Patricia Briggs and Illona Andrews). I’ve fallen out of the habit of reading traditional romance novels, with the exception of my beloved Carla Kelly, and I especially have not been a fan of contemporary romances. That said, I found Dear Author because of their favorable review of Kelly’s new book, Marriage of Mercy (released June 1). I started clicking around and came across a recommendation for a contemporary romance called About Last Night, so I downloaded a sample, was hooked, and bought the book. Continue reading
In a fit of what I suppose was boredom, or delirium, in December I downloaded the Kindle version of this atrocious trashy romance. I’ve written about Singh before, especially her egregious use of the non-verb “fisted”. (This word, I do not think it means what she thinks it means…. Google it. I dare you. Sigh.)
It’s not all bad; I’m currently in the midst of my second or third re-read of her steamy Psy-Changeling series. There, the premise is interesting, and piques my sci-fi nerd interest. (Although I remain frustrated because the Psy-Changeling series could be great, if Singh either (1) was a better writer or (2) had a better editor.)
Bound By Marriage is a by-the-numbers romance plot set in present day Australia. Jessica Randall, 26, has agreed to marry Gabriel Dumont and have his child in exchange for his agreement not to sell her childhood home (a ranch) to developers. The back-story is sketched (sparely) throughout the novel – Jess’ father was a poor money manager, Gabe has serious issues with attachment, but he’s a handsome fella who the girls fawn over, and wants a wife who doesn’t have “romantic illusions” about him… see stock romance plot 54C.
I’ve read versions of this story a hundred times over, rendered far better by writers like Mary Balough and (my favorite) Carla Kelly. I have literally worn out copies of some of Carla Kelly’s books, which all follow the same basic plot-lines, yet manage to be individually engrossing, rewarding reads. (More about how I love Carla Kelly in a later post.) Bound by Marriage, however, is not a book I’ll revisit. Although the romance-novel tropes are fairly traditional, the modern setting makes the (frequent, graphic) borderline-non-consensual sex far more disturbing than it is in Regency era stories. I think a lot of it is merely context – women of earlier centuries expected to be treated like chattel, and were trained to submit to their fathers and husbands. The scenes of a modern woman submitting to sex that she’s not sure she wants disturbed me. I mean, of course she’s a virgin, and of course the sex is great, and — SPOILER — of course they end up falling in love (and he falls in love with the child they conceive, even though he’s originally cold and hesitant).
Still, I can’t forgive lines like these:
“Her desperate plea the night they’d made the decision to marry slammed into his mind.”
“His eyes slammed into hers, but she found the courage to stand her ground. ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how much this would hurt you’.”
As for myself, when I finished this book, the thought slammed into my mind – I never need to read this again!