Romance and speculative fiction have always been separate genres.
Different things drove their plots. And their readers knew what to expect when
they picked up a new story: one sort of story for romance fans and another type
for speculative fiction.
Historically, fantasy, science fiction or horror had little
to do with love stories. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, and Jules Verne had little or no
romance in their great novels. For them, it was a side note to be acknowledged
but passed over as quickly as possible. Not to raise its head until the end of
the story or to be buried in the footnotes. Love (for the most part) didn’t
determine the choices their characters made, or push their quests forward. Terry
Brooks used it in a very minimal level in his first books. I can’t remember much of it in Orson Scott
Cards early works. Their stories are plot driven and those plots had little
place for romance or love.
Of course, those writers were all men. It was a man’s world,
filled with sword-fighting, magic, and testosterone, and their protagonists
were men. So what happened when women started writing more fantasy and science
fiction?
More of the same. Anne McCaffrey let her characters find
their matches, but her dragon stories certainly weren’t devoted to that aspect.
Romance had a place and that place was as a smaller sub-plot. The main characters
might be female now, and love might make the characters happy, but it didn’t
drive them. Much the same can be said for Ursula LeGuin, Madeleine L’engle,
Kate Elliott, and other female fantasy writers I’ve read. Romance had a growing
importance, but not by much. Speculative fiction still kept the love on the
down-low.
Then came the vampire explosion and suddenly paranormal
romance burst onto the scene. It began to dominate the market of speculative fiction.
Now plot was driven by love. Much of what happened in these stories was
directly because of a forbidden love. Now the two genres were meshed together
in a way that made them difficult to separate.
So was that a good thing or bad thing? I guess it depends on
your point of view. Fans of one genre could also now become fans of the other. It grew the audience for speculative fiction.
But it also made for some heroines that depended on love. It was often portrayed
as the end-all and be-all of their world. Not such a good thing in my opinion.
I wouldn’t want my daughter to be one of those protagonists, focused solely on
love to the exclusion of anything else.
Like so much in reading, it depends on your taste. For myself, I prefer my speculative fiction to
have a
strong element of romance. The older books that left all love out had
something missing to my mind. But I don’t want that element be the focus that
drives the plot. It should continue to stay a side plot. I guess I like a
middle ground, where romance can blossom, but the story could exist without it.
Those of you who have read any of my stories can see I prefer the balanced
approach.
So how about you? Lots of love or a little?
I prefer books that have elements of romance in them. My favorite romance when I was a kid was Garion and C'nedra from the Belgariad series. It had the stong plot, but the romance made it exciting for a 13yr old.
ReplyDeleteI have a strong preference for fantasy with a romantic element. C.L. Wilson writes a series that's a wonderful blend of fantasy and romance.
ReplyDeleteI'm a guy - I prefer my fantasy less on the romance side :) But I don't really mind if it's still a great book! But if it gets too gushy... *shudders* But I've liked some spec fic series that were all about romance (as long as its a fun read) so it's not really a rule set in stone for me.
ReplyDeleteWhat mood am I in and do I have chocolate? Seriously. My mood will set the tone of the book I need to read.
ReplyDeleteAn engaging read, Michelle. Guess a sense of balance may be the key here, weaving just enough romance for those readers who enjoy a sprinkling of it within the storyline. Tks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteSounds like the middle ground is the place to be. Thanks for sharing your tastes.
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