Today I’m at My Bookish Ways:
Awhile ago on Twitter the question went around, “What is dark romance and who writes it?” My answer: In a dark romance, love doesn’t ‘save the day.’ It just saves the hero’s and heroine’s souls. The day is still f’d.
And when I thought a bit more about it, I decided that even though I fancy myself a cynical, sarcastic, fatalistic hermit, I don’t write dark romance, because in my story heart of hearts, I believe love WILL save the day.
Yes, I realize I might be naïve, crazy and/or just plain wrong.
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Upon even further reflection, I think my certainty about the power of love varies according to my recent intake of chocolate, as follows: