Like any genre, there are good romance novels and then there are really, really bad ones. We’re not even talking about the themes and gender roles and all the other stuff I crap on about all the time. In any genre, you get bits that just make you say… ‘WTF? Did someone actually think about they were writing here?’
Early on in Leanne Banks’s ‘The CEO’s Expectant Secretary’ I had one of those WTF moments – a moment so WTF-y I had to share it.
‘The contrast of the cream ceramic tile against her cherry coloured toenails emphasised her femininity.’
- Banks, L., 2010, The CEO’s Expectant Secretary [Harlequin Mills & Boon] p.14
I just cannot make head or tail of this sentence. I do not get it at all. Does femininity have a colour code? WTF? Can anyone decode this?
ETA: A little further in now, and here’s another bit I just don’t get:
‘Elle felt an amazing connection with Brock ripple through her. How amazing that their child would be born in the same month as Brock’s father.’
- ibid., p.49
Um… not that amazing, honey. Not necessarily bad romance (though there is this whole forced marriage plot going on that I would have a lot to say about if I wasn’t so busy WTFing) but definitely bad writing – or at least writing that has gone whoosh as it travelled over my head.
ETA again: I might as well be liveblogging this book. There is just so much I do not get, so much to WTF about.
‘She felt both strong and delicate against him.’
ETA again: ‘”But I like shopping in outlets. It’s like hunting is for men. Bagging the one with the biggest rack in one shot.”‘
- ibid., p. 73
I do not get this book.
ETA again: ‘”Trust me, I have no oedipal urges.”‘
Thanks for clarifying, hero-boy.
ETA again: Okay, this I just thought was awesome.
‘”By the price I paid, I knew Mummy wasn’t slumming,” Brock murmured.’
- ibid., p.161
I love it. Brock the multisquillionaire business tycoon who is cold and ruthless in the office and a dynamo rocket in the bedroom (and who also has ‘laser blue eyes’) calls his mother ‘Mummy’. I LOVE IT SO MUCH.