Historical Romance Readers: What’s Your Favorite Time Period?

kleypasHey, you. Yeah, you. Do you read historical romance novels? If so, are there certain time periods in which you love for stories to be set, and certain ones that are an automatic turn-off? How about geographically speaking? Do you prefer your love stories to take place in England? More exotic locales? Are some regions likely to increase your desire to read the tale, or to make you set the book back down?

Inquiring authors want to know. And yes, I ask this question as an author, but I also ask it as a reader, because I have some definite opinions/feelings/biases about those very questions.

dukeI love Regency romance novels. They’ve been my thing for a quite a while, and are the setting in which I intend to write most of my own romances. Give me a Julia Quinn, an Eloisa James, a Sabrina Jeffries book any day! Some people would say, “Boring. Been there, done that. There are already too many Regency romances on the market.” Not for me. I can’t quite explain it – the Regency period is NOT one of the time periods I studied while a history major in college or a history grad student. More’s the pity – what a help that would be for my research! But there’s something about the Cinderella-esque fantasy of the aristocracy – of dukes and earls and viscounts and the like. Especially if those dukes and earls and viscounts are falling in love with the spinsters and governesses and quirky blue stockings to which many of us feel we can relate (O.K., I assume given the high sales of these kinds of books that I’m not the only modern reader who finds something in that period that resonates, at least.). I’d love to think I would have been born a duchess had I lived in the 19th century, but I’m pretty sure I would have been that duchesses’ chambermaid, if anything.

knightYou’d think given my focus on medieval history as a doctoral student that that would be the time period most likely to reel me in. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn’t. I love almost everything written by Lynn Kurland, whose time-travel romances often zip between the medieval period and today. Jude Devereaux‘s A Knight in Shining Armor is in my Top 5 Romances of All Time list. There are numerous fabulous authors of medieval romance, including early favorites of mine, Julie Garwood and Virginia Henley. Still, I don’t go for this time period as much as I used to, and I don’t quite know why. Maybe it’s a guilty reminder of how much I’ve forgotten from my (allegedly) intellectual days. Of course my current addiction to the BBC series Merlin *has* reignited the flame for knights and castles and damsels kicking ass, so perhaps that will induce me to set a future story in Arthurian England.

spencerA third favorite is the American west in pioneering days, although I admit I read more of these (and saw more of these) in the 1980s and 1990s. Nothing like the school marm and sheriff to set the sparks flying. LaVyrle Spencer comes to mind here – boy, are her books wonderful! Linda Lael Miller, Johanna Lindsey, Elizabeth Lowell… oh yeah. Are fewer of these published now, or has my Regency fixation kept me unaware of the newer authors in this genre?

Those three eras in history are the ones most likely to catch my notice when browsing the romances in a store. Eras likely to turn me off? I don’t tend to care for most 20th century romances – and by this, I mean historical, not contemporary. Maybe it feels too close to our current day. If my grandparents were alive in the time period during which the main characters lived, well, that seems to keep me away. Not that there aren’t brilliant works of romantic fiction set in WWI and WWII eras – they’re just not for me. I’m also not as interested in Renaissance/Early Modern era romances (1500s-1700s), although again, I don’t know why. I studied this period a lot in grad school, so why doesn’t it trip my trigger? *shrugs*

I’m a little embarrassed to talk about my geographical preferences, since they are very western-Civ in nature. Maybe it’s because it’s the culture and background with which I’m most familiar, but I do seem to gravitate toward books set in England or America. I’m less likely, to my everlasting shame, to pick up a romance set in Asia or Africa or South America. *hides head* I’m sorry, world! I’m going for painful honesty here! Although I did read a few of Mary Jo Putney‘s romances recently that had her heroines and heroes racing all around the Middle East, and yes, they were excellent. And I’ll take a Lisa Kleypas novel no matter when/where it’s set! I’m just talking general preferences. 

O.K., having given you my answers, I’d love to hear yours.

Would you read romances set in ancient Rome? Medieval Germany? (Yeah, I ask about those two because they are the two areas in which I used to be the most learned, and which still fascinate me – and in which I could consider setting future stories.)

What historical time periods and geographic regions do you feel are underrepresented in the romance genre?

Flash Friday Fiction: “The Road To Nowhere”


Bridge girl. Photo by Scott Liddell.
Bridge girl. Photo by Scott Liddell.

She had to see for herself. Grandma had forbidden it, but she was going anyway. They couldn’t stop her.

Angela couldn’t be dead. She couldn’t. She’d told Jess she’d always protect her. She’d said there were monsters in the house. Not the kind in the closet, apparently. Angela had said if the monster ever touched Jess, Angela would slay him. Like a dragon.

She bet this bridge led to the magical place, the place her sister often talked about. A place with princes and fairies and happiness, not dad yelling and mom crying and empty beer bottles in the sink. Otherwise why would Ang jump off it? It didn’t make sense.

She didn’t know why mom’s face had gone white at some stick she’d pulled out of the trash. She didn’t know why dad had screamed at Jess, calling her words Jess didn’t understand, something about being a ‘hor’, whatever that was.

“I’m not a whore,” her sister had screamed. “The only monster who’s ever touched me was YOU!”

Her dad’s face had purpled. Jess knew that face – it meant bad things were about to happen. She’d run to her closet and hid.

She should have stayed. She should have helped Angela. Angela would have helped her. But it had been so scary, the yelling and the hitting and the slamming of the door.

Grandma found her later. Jess didn’t know how long she’d stayed in the dark. She didn’t want to risk the monster coming after her.

She looked now at the path behind the house, the one that led down to the bridge. They weren’t supposed to go there. Momma said it wasn’t safe.

Angela had often whispered to her, “Anywhere is safer than here.”

Jess started walking. If Angela had gone to the fairy world, she was going, too.

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My weekly entry for the marvelous Flash Friday Fiction contest. Let me know what you think!

Links I Love – Week of September 4th

Source: Buzzfeed
Source: Buzzfeed

1. 21 Jokes Only History Nerds Will Get – My husband and I guffawed at a number of these. He enjoyed scissors beating paper, while the Latin jokes had me chortling. Yes, yes, we embrace our geekiness.

2. Stunning visual imagery of the earth – Feeling discouraged lately about the troubles ailing our planet, in whatever form? I am. So watching this gorgeous video reminded me of all the beauty in the world, and how grateful I am to be alive. It’s that wonderful.

3. Ethnicities with largest ancestry in the US – Fascinating map showing much of our ethnic heritage here in the USA. Although I do want to know – what the heck is “American”, historically speaking?

4. What if Emily Dickinson Attended a Writing Workshop? – Feeling discouraged about your work? Facing a mound of edits, either yours or those suggested by others? This might just cheer you up – a look at what Emily Dickinson might have faced if she attended a writing workshop.

5. Eleven Untranslatable Words From Other Cultures – Language fascinates me. That we can communicate our own personal thoughts, beliefs and experiences with another human being is nothing short of astounding, isn’t it? Even more so when we can learn a foreign language and communicate across cultures. Occasionally, however, there is simply no way to translate a word, to capture its essence in any language other than its own. Here are 11 marvelous ones.

6. Iron-Age Sweater – And we thought they only wore furs. Totally cool garment that has been preserved by ice, up until now. But what I want to know is, did they have the crazy kind of holiday sweaters people love to wear today?

7. Gut Feelings: The Future of Psychiatry – It’s not all in your head. A lot of our troubles are in our gut, too. Great look at the connection between physical health and mental health.

8. BMI not the best measure of health – For those of us challenged in the, uh, height-to-weight ratio department, this is nice to hear – although probably not surprising, either, since BMI has never taken body fat percentage or any other number of factors into consideration. I include it here as a reminder to myself that no one measurement – pounds, BMI, inches – can give a true estimate of health. And to keep walking and eating well, no matter what the numbers may be.

Flash Friday Fiction: “Return to Sender”

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“I’m telling you, Merlin, he’s not coming back.”

The wizard sighed, resting his chin on his hand. He was tired, so tired. It had been over a thousand years. Where was the king? Where was his friend?

He sipped from the cup on the table. The Holy Grail, they called it. He’d always thought the name ridiculous – it was just a cup, more like a Tupperware tumbler than the fancy goblets they imagined.

The elixir in it kept him young, allowing him to blend in with current society. He snorted. Was it worth it? He longed for the freedom of his robe. And forget the foot-torturing things they called shoes; if he couldn’t wear his boots he’d wear nothing at all. The hat stayed, though. Without it he felt naked. Frail. Alone.

He closed his eyes. He couldn’t face the reality of his own sadness. His own loss. His own failure.

“Check again. There must be someplace we’ve missed.”

Weariness bowed the fairy’s head as she studied the map in front of her. Searching every corner of this earth, attempting to blend in with untold numbers of societies across centuries and continents – it was exhausting. Even her beloved unicorn was browning with age. Soon it would lose its horn. She wanted to weep for the shame of it.

“Give up,” squeaked the tiny sprite. “There IS no Once and Future King. It’s a myth!”

Merlin stared at the sprite in horror.

“If Arthur is a myth, then we are nothing but myths as well. All of us,” the wizard intoned.

“Hold on!” exclaimed the fairy. “The snail moved. I see a spot I haven’t checked before. Some place called…Memphis, Tennessee.”

Merlin closed his eyes, the tornado on his head whipping up images.

“Graceland,” he said, after a long pause. “The King is at Graceland.”

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This is my entry in today’s Flash Friday Fiction contest. Let me know what you think!

UPDATE Sunday 9/1: I scored a 1st runner up from the judge! Woo hoo!

Links I Love – Week of August 26th

The gorgeous Roman Goblet from link #6
The gorgeous Roman Goblet from link #6

My addiction to Facebook, Twitter, and the Two Nerdy History Girls leads me to numerous fascinating articles every week. I thought it would be fun to pass along some of my favorites – weekly if I’m on top of things, less often when I’m not. But here are my top 7 finds as of late:

1. Not Dead Yet: Historical Romances are Still Alive and Kicking – by Jennifer Porter

Thank goodness, since this is my writing genre of choice. Wonderful article refuting many recent claims that historical romances are gasping for their last breath.

2. Molly Greene’s 10 Tweets You Should Never Send

Yes, please. Does anyone respond favorably to the DMs received after following someone that entreat you to buy that someone’s book?

3. Ackermann’s Repository from July 1812 – December 1812

For Regency enthusiasts like me, there’s nothing like seeing the real thing – on a screen, at least. Here is a wonderful scanned archive of Ackermann’s famous Regency magazine, depicting the July – December 1812 issues, with numerous illustrated plates. Happy browsing!

4. The Spider Barometer

O.K., even though Charlotte’s Web is my favorite children’s book, I remain not so much a fan of spiders. But this tidbit from 1815 about how they predict the weather has me reconsidering them with new respect, especially if a) the information is true and b) they’re more accurate than the local weather people.

5. 32 Books that will actually change your life

How many have you read? Did they change your life? I’m embarrassed to say my number is only 5 (Hey, I’m a romance addict, after all), but can attest that The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time and Life of Pi have stayed with me long after I read the last word.

6. Those Amazing Romans Were Nanotechnology Pioneers

I love ancient history. I love medieval history. I love Regency history. O.K., I sense a pattern here. But still, it’s amazing to me that a) we can know as much as we do about people who lives thousands of years ago and that b) we keep learning that they were often more advanced than we are today.

7. This Is How Much Time Your (O.K., My) Internet Addiction Actually Wastes

I, uh, hate to think what my true numbers are, as I’m pretty sure they’re higher than, well, yours. Are they?