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Mar. 16th, 2006 01:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
molly_oI have a confession to make: I don't think I like chick-lit.
I've read a couple novels in the genre, novels recommended by folks whose opinion I respect, and ... they just aren't doing it for me. I've had a hard time finishing them. The narrative is choppy, and the emotions are dealt with in such a quippy way they don't evoke any kind of response from me.
I've always enjoyed fun romances -- Heyer and Crusie are among my favorites -- but even with lighter romances, I read them for those scenes where one of the characters takes a chance and exposes his/her feelings, and the other character embraces them (figuratively, and often literally a well). I'm not getting that sense of emotional risk, and subsequent payoff, from the chick-lit I'm reading.
Is this the nature of the genre? Have I just been reading the wrong books? Anyone? Bueller?
I've read a couple novels in the genre, novels recommended by folks whose opinion I respect, and ... they just aren't doing it for me. I've had a hard time finishing them. The narrative is choppy, and the emotions are dealt with in such a quippy way they don't evoke any kind of response from me.
I've always enjoyed fun romances -- Heyer and Crusie are among my favorites -- but even with lighter romances, I read them for those scenes where one of the characters takes a chance and exposes his/her feelings, and the other character embraces them (figuratively, and often literally a well). I'm not getting that sense of emotional risk, and subsequent payoff, from the chick-lit I'm reading.
Is this the nature of the genre? Have I just been reading the wrong books? Anyone? Bueller?