These days my Muse is apparently hibernating. So I’m concentrating on my PhD project because muses aren’t really needed for that. In the past few days I learnt that romance is not just a patriarchal conspiracy, but also a capitalist conspiracy, out to get the liberated woman and force her back into proper subservience (I wish somebody would have told that to the lady with the sturdy boots in WOLFENBACH!!!).
At the moment, however, I’m reading a wonderful study on romance for a change: Juliet Flesch’s FROM AUSTRALIA WITH LOVE, which focusses on Mills&Boon novels written by Australian authors. I had several revelations today; e.g., I didn’t know that Emma Darcy is a pseudonym and that up to 1995 it represented a husband-wife author team. I also wasn’t aware that biographical details given in Harlequin/M&B novels might be in parts fake. (Yup, I’m a little bit naïve in these matters.)
Creative-writing-wise, I sketched a little love-test scene from later in the book last night. I hope Muse wakes up again, soon!