Wednesday, 27 February 2013
Romantic, but only on paper
I love romance. It's true. Anything romantic and my knees begin trembling, and my breath shortens just a teeny tiny bit. The Notebook, Titantic, A Walk to Remember; I cried the whole way through those. I had emotional wreck on lock down. Granted, I was eight when I first witnessed the greatness of Titanic, and I had a life size poster of Leonardo DiCaprio on my door (I kissed him every night before I went to sleep), but as a grieving eight year old, Jack Dawson sinking to the bottom of the ocean has made a lasting impact on me.
So what's the problem? Both my novels are romantic. I get lost in the love my characters have. I create passionate romance every single day... But only in my books, because when it comes to leaving my fantasy world it's romance shut down. I do not have a single romantic bone in my body.
But it must be in there somewhere, right? I was writing about romance when I didn't even know what romance was.
When I was sixteen, I began the amazing journey of writing my first story. I sat down at my computer; excited to build my charaters with my words, and express each drop of emotion from my lips to theirs.
I was writing a crime novel that lasted all of one page. I was so determind not to write anything about disgusting love. It didn't even exist. Like I said, I was sixteen, romance felt like the plague. And then BAM! Before I knew it my characters were falling madly in lust and love, and doing some crazy inappropiate things.
Fast forward two years and I meet the man of my dreams. Gorgeous, sexy, handsome, older(just by 5 years but I loved that), and God damn it he was the most romantic thing to walk the earth. Every girl's dream. He showed me more love and romance than I ever knew possibe, which evidently, translated into my novel.
I love him, but sometimes it's like Man on Fire and The Ice Queen have collided; lost in a mystical forest. I suppose the expression "opposites attract" is more true than anyone knows because over three years later he's still romantic as hell, and me, well I'm thawing out a little.
A girl can only try.
I know we all get lost in our writing and love to create a fantasy world of our own, but has anyone found there niche in something they can't truly express in real life? Or is your genre just you?
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