P0RN vs ROMANCE

This week I'm going to admit to laziness and I'm going to copy verbatim a post I read by Meljean Brook. This is such an issue in romance that I thought the palgerism was worth it.

Meljean says:

In the past couple of weeks, I saw yet again another claim that romance novels were nothing but chick porn. I have to admit, the opinion of non-romance readers doesn’t really bother me that much. What does bother me, however, is that I always get the sense that these “chick porn” people think that women are too dumb to know what real porn is.

You know porn when you see it, right? And I’m telling you, I have seen porn. And I wish that one of these “it’s just chick porn” people would have told me five years ago when I got my first contract with Berkley that all that I needed to do was create porn, so I wouldn’t have bothered with all those fricking wasted years of writing and editing and revising and writing and tearing my hair out. For god’s sake, I’d have just taken some pictures.

Like these.
(I’m putting them under the cut because these images are NSFW.)
NO, SRSLY. Make sure you want to click before you do.

LAST CHANCE. NOT SAFE FOR WORK OR KIDS OR INNOCENT MINDS!

Okay, this is your last chance.

THAT CLICKY BUTTON FOR MORE IS ALMOST HERE.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

REALLY.

I can’t believe I’m posting this.

Real Romance Novel Porn by Meljean Brook

Oh, yeah! She's reaching in and touching herself. This must be a really, really good part!

He's going DOWN on that page! That book is so hot!

She's taking it hard from that big, thick book! He's got almost all of his 439 pages in there!

Ooooooh, looks like girly needed a rest! But these two hot specimens of man-titty never run out of steam!

Oooooh, she's getting bookended! She can't get enough!

Mmmmm, she's going to be feeling that tomorrow!

So, yeah. No difference at all, right? ....

Thanks Mejean :)

PS: more pics at Oddshots.

This is my last post for the year - So, Merry Christmas & a Happy New year ot you all !!!!! :)

Yoga positions for the intoxicated

One of my friends, who knows I enjoy yoga (not that I get round to it as often as I would like), sent me some pictures I decided to share. Yoga positions for the intoxicated - clearly not the advised technique.




Music: LCD Sound System
Currently reading: 'A Madness of Angels: Or The Resurrection of Matthew Swift' by Kate Griffin.
Blurb: Two years after his untimely death, Matthew Swift finds himself breathing once again, lying in bed in his London home. Except that it's no longer his bed, or his home. And the last time this sorcerer was seen alive, an unknown assailant had gouged a hole so deep in his chest that his death was irrefutable...despite his body never being found. He doesn't have long to mull over his resurrection though, or the changes that have been wrought upon him. His only concern now is vengeance. Vengeance upon his monstrous killer, and vengeance upon the one who brought him back.

I'm not sure what I expected when I started this book but it wasn't what I got. This is an good story, with interesting magic, and well a thought out protagonist. The writing however, is part of the fascination, it took me a few pages to get into the style then I couldn't put it down. This book's uniqueness lies not so much with the story, but the way it is told.

Black Roses of the Wild Rose Press

I'm blogging today over at Black Roses of the Wild Rose Press on finding time to write and great Christmas traditions. Come on over and join me :)

Advertising

I was watching a sketch on advertising and it hit rather close to home. The way advertisers target men and women to get them to buy their products can be very different. For women they play on our insecurities, and for men they play on reward yourself because you deserved it. Although not all adds work this way (more adds, for instance, are starting to play on men's insecurities) enough do that you can see the trend. Think about the Lynx adds (wear our deodorant and get laid), compared an add for woman's deodorant (wear our product because otherwise everyone will see those nasty white marks on your clothes and you'll know you've failed as a human being).

from 'Mitchell & Webb' :



Music: Beck
Currently reading: 'The Gold Falcon' by Katharine Kerr