These are the types of pictures I've been coloring. |
The blogger singing earnestly at the St. Patrick's show. |
This is a long way to say that I just finished a book that I plucked from the book sale on the night of the St. Patrick's Day celebration. It was a regency romance by Mary Jo Putney called Never Less Than a Lady. And it was everything a regency romance should be--funny, wry, sweet, sexy, and star-crossed. All regencies are pretty much the same.
- Man meets woman.
- Man and woman hate each other.
- Hate is really fear of attraction.
- Man and woman declare love and have marriage and sex (or sex and marriage, depending on the author).
- Events separate man and woman.
- They get back together.
- The end.
Regency covers range from suggestive to racy to downright sexual! |
Never Less Than a Lady was good. A quick read. Brisk. Read it in one day. The heroine was living in disguise--everyone thought she was dead. The man helped her reclaim her life. a funny twist was that the heroine was a midwife. This was less key to the plot than anything else, a bit extraneous, but plausible in that it let the woman live on her own without suspicion. Another funny twist was the problem of who had the most money. Would the heroine still want to be married when she reclaimed her lost birthright? Would the man feel like he didn't need to save her anymore. A tempest in a teapot. I think both twists were attempts to modernize the content a bit, to increase its relevance to the modern woman.
No fear, though. The formula stands the test of time. And the romance makes more sense in the nineteenth century than modern romances do in the twenty-first. This romance was a great way to get back into the reading mode. Next up? Kathy Reich, the author of the Bones books.