Since I haven’t done this in a very long while – I just didn’t have anything to confess, okay? I ain’t been holding out on you! – this is a segment of the very infrequent meme here on Bibliophilic Monologues where the author of the blog post, (me), will reveal a deep dark secret which turns out is not a secret after all.
Today’s confession is:
I loathe all these Team Fictional Boy One and Team Fictional Boy 2 factions that readers are so joyfully categorizing themselves into. And trust publishers/authors to milk off that too.
Okay, I may be fuddy duddy and old fashioned-ey but what does it say about your book that it has been condensed into the love triangle which I like to think is part of a book but not its entirety and certainly not the most important part of it. I mean, even if it is a romance – surely there is more to the romance than which boy the girl picks as her sparkler?
I think fictional characters are hot, of course I do but when you are not a teenager lusting after fictional teenagers, it just becomes awkward and stilted and weird and awkward and weird and you know, I could go on. It’s not like I do not have preferences for who the heroines end up with either and I have been very loud in my criticism when the MC has picked the, in my opinion, wrong dude but still, that doesn’t mean reading is less cerebral and more uh…loin-al. Fire in your loins! Yes, I came upon that phrase in a romance novel and laughed. A lot. Because that would hurt, man.
Anyway, that’s my not-so-dark-but-just-as-deep confession for today.
Say no to the Team _____, yo!