All the Dumb Things You Can Say About Romance Novels, In One Convenient Place
Ron Hogan

If I was still young and fertile, I’d offer to have your baby.

Bravo for an intelligent look at a stupid, condescending article. I’ve gotten so used to men pooh-poohing the genre, patting women readers and writers on the head like precocious little children, and making James Bond comparisons. It’s always Bond!

I’d love to show this arrogant person the different types of erotica, how it differs from porn (yes, I’ve read both), and just how bad Fifty Shades was and how far it is from romance, even erotic romance.

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