• From the Library, With Love

    I have to ‘fess up to something. I wrote recently that I don’t have a TBR pile.

    Well now I do, thanks to my local library (which is staffed by Kathryn and Dottie, two of the nicest people in the world).

    I went to return some books today and found out that they had gotten 15 of my requests in all at the same time. Now, I have more books than know what to do with! There’s paranormal romance and historical romance and epic fantasy … and I don’t know how I’m going to read all these books in a month.

    Good thing I’ve got some vacation time coming up … 🙂

  • Project Runway Uh-oh

    Nooo!!! They kicked Kayne off Project Runway last night! Sweet, talented funny Kayne is gone. Yet Jeffrey gets to stay on even though he designed something a hooker wouldn’t wear. Not even one stuck in the ’80s.

    I’m retiring to my bed now …

  • Blaming the weatherman … or not

    Today is pet peeve day. Which means that Jennifer’s going to rant for the duration of this post. So, here goes.

    Why do people always blame the weatherman when it’s raining and nasty and cold outside? I’ve been pondering this question since watching my local news, where the anchor asked the weather guy if he felt any pressure to deliver a nice weekend for a local music festival. The weatherman laughed and said that he was going to do his best.

    If this is what passes for witty banter these days, we’re all in trouble. 

    C’mon. The weatherman has no control over the heavens. He doesn’t have any power to make it sunny or rainy. Yet, just about every broadcast, the news anchor makes some comment about how John Doe better give them some good weather for the weekend. Like he can just reach in his pocket, sprinkle around some magic pixie dust, and make it sunny and 70 degrees. Geez.

    What about you? Do you blame the weatherman? Inquiring minds want to know …

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    782 and counting … and the problem with historicals

    For those of you keeping count, I read my 782nd book this weekend — Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas. It’s the first book in her popular “Wallflower” series.

    I enjoyed it. One of the best things about historicals is the witty banter between the hero/heroine, which Kleypas excelled at in this book. I also loved the friendship between the four “wallflowers.” I think we’ve all been a wallflower at some point in our lives. I wish I’d had friends like Lillian, Daisy, and Evie to hlpe me through the tough times.

    But I had one quibble with the book, and it’s more a quibble with historical romances in general — why does the heroine almost always have to be a virgin? I realize that times were different back then, but c’mon. People had sex then, too. Men and women. Otherwise the human race would have died out a long time ago.

    I can think of only two historicals I’ve read in recent years where the heroine hasn’t been a virgin — one of the Bridgerton novels by Julia Quinn and a book by Karen Hawkins. The names escape me at the moment.

    Sometimes, when I read a historical, I just want the heroine to have her way with the hero, instead of it always being the other way around. I want her to be the one doing the teasing and chasing and seducing. If anyone knows of any historicals that break the mold a bit, please let me know. I’m always on the lookout for a good, different read.

    What about you? Have you read the “Wallflowers” series? Do you like your historical heroines to be virginial? Inquiring minds want to know …

  • In remembrance …

    Sometime today, no matter what you’re doing, take a moment to pause and reflect and remember those who were taken from us five years ago — and those who have given their lives since.

    Let’s all honor their sacrifice and remember their bravery.