Mm, romance novels
Just read a cheesy Clare Darcy romance novel called Cecily and blogged about it. :) here's my thoughts.
I needed a break from the relentless depression of Anna Karenina, so read a Clare Darcy romance novel in 2 hours flat, and God, it was such an adorable confection of fun, charm, and spades of romantic tension. Give me a grey-eyed lord with a tendency for falling in love with the last person he should, a stubborn, impulsive girl who is completely persuaded that he could never fall in love with her, and I am a happy hopeless romantic. Granted, the delight of the ridiculous misunderstandings, witty/sarcastic dialogue and romantic-tension laden interactions of the main couple was somewhat weighed down by the overly flowery language that dogs period romances - Cecily is part of a "Regency" trio - but the delicious bubbly fluff of the alternate universe/romantic scenarios was just what I needed right now. Plus, the dynamic between Cecily and Lord Robert was quite delicious - he's acerbic, reserved, and never shows what he's thinking except when he gets angry(and thus dangerous) while rescuing her from the seemingly dozens of unfortunate situations she manages to get into in the course of the novel(some of them his fault) while she's headstrong, heedless, and impulsive, and certain that in spite of her feelings for him he'd never notice her over the scores of society ladies chasing him. It's cliched, but I don't care; I've been missing Darcy incarnations in my fictional heroes.Mm:)
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