Have you read this yet? I mean, I love Kresley Cole's historicals to begin with, and was desperately awaiting it's release. But then I find out it came out in May? Just shows how confused I am lately.
Anywayz, if you've not read the MacCarrick Brothers Trilogy, hie thee to the bookstore -- cause you don't wanna wait for a delivery -- and read these things. It's always cool when you can get a series all at once, no?
"If You Deceive" specifically has some of the hottest scenes I've read in an historical in ages; Cole just does the dark, bone-headed, can't-see-his-own-feelings hero like nobody's business.
Yet, it begs me to ask this question, "what's up with all the ten-inch penises in romance lately?"
It seems like every strapping hero's sportin just nigh on a foot. Why not nine inches? Or, ugh, eleven? And, not that Cole does this, but how many times to we need to be told -- as if reading a page out of the real "Gray's Anatomy" -- that women's organs are designed to shift to accommodate the maniconda?
This is interesting, too: Somebody brought up during a guest blog I wrote at Romancing the Blog a while back, what's up with heroes becoming "impossibly [harder, longer, thicker, etc.]" Not that there's anything wrong with it.
Now, I make no secret of the fact that I adore penis imagery (or is that penile imagery) in novels. But maybe I'm somehow perverse and obsessive, and no other romance readers get turned on by the stuff or tend to catalog the ways authors describe and present it to readers.
A writing tutor I had once criticized some stuff I'd written, saying women who read romances simply didn't like references to male body fluids. Of course, I got rid of her, but I wondered whether there was something wrong with me.
What do you think about male genitalia imagery in romance? Have you noticed this trend toward super-sizing? Where's your comfort zone?
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