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235 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2013
I wonder how many buyers of romantic fiction have given a passing thought to the feminist scholarship written about it (and I don’t mean the tiny percentage of romance readers who are scholars themselves).
Pornography is notoriously hard to define (the Supreme Court has never come up with a very clear definition), but so is the genre of romance. It seems both narrow and crude to reduce them to their focus on sexual coupling and emotional bonding, respectively.
Love stories are not timeless or universal. To the contrary, pace Shakespeare, love is a story that alters when it alteration finds. Romance is often treated as generic narrative because we all know the popular mythic stories of love such as Cinderella. But historical and social conditions change the stories’ meanings for us, and not infrequently their themes as well.
Men in love, as well as gay and lesbian romance, are all important. But the difficult questions for feminists have always concerned the relations between men and women: Is inequality built into heterosexual romantic relationships, or is love itself the answer to inequality? Why do women still seem to value romance more than men do (romantic movies, magazine articles, and mass fiction, not to mention the wedding industry, are all aimed at consumption by women, not men)? Is women’s purported greater desire for romance oppressive or a difference to be celebrated? Because of this one-sidedness, I propose to narrow my subject to romance between a woman and a man.