Romance is neither the Fabio hair nor a grand, sweeping moment with a crescendo of music and flowers raining from the sky. Reading romance helps me, for example, recognize truly elegant and heartfelt moments when I find them in the real world, outside the pages of fiction. Not so: romance novels can and have pointed the way toward genuine expressions of affection for many readers, myself included. Romance novels often are accused of generating false expectations among readers. That may be the stereotypical image of romance, and most certainly of romance novels, but that's not romance itself-not by a long shot. The long, blond hair, the gleaming hunks of waxed man-cleavage peeking out from a shirt that's undone but still tucked in: these are the hallmarks of romance. I'm here to tell you that romance is easily summed up in one word: Fabio. So it stands to reason that I should know a fair amount about romance itself, considering the amount of time I spend reading, reviewing, discussing and celebrating all these novels that recount courtship Everything I know about romance, I learned from romance novels I am, after all, the editor of a romance novel blog.
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