Dorothy Parker dismissed "lady novelists": "as artists they're rot, but as providers they're oil wells; they gush." D H Lawrence was equally sneering: "What's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy time." Few serious readers of romantic fiction would recognise the latter, and the former, while it may well encompass some writers of chick-lit, is so sweeping as to be ridiculous.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Language of love
In The Daily Telegraph, Amanda Craig stands up for romantic fiction.
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